they to visit the West Lake?

    My son Joey was born with club feet. The doctor said that with treatment he would be able to walk, but would never run very well. The first three years of his life1in hospital. By the time he was eight, you wouldn't know it was a problem when you saw him walk.

Children in our neighbourhood always ran around 2their play, and Joey would jump, ran and play, too. We never told him that he probably wouldn't be able to run like the other children. So he didn't3.

    In seventh grade he decided 4 the school running team. Every day he trained. He ran more than any of the others, because only the top seven runners would be chosen to run 5 the school. We didn't tell him he probably would never make the team, so he didn't know.

    He ran four to five miles every day—even when he had a fever. I was worried, so I went to look for him after school. I found him6 already. I asked him how he felt, "Okay," he said. There was two more miles to go. Yet he looked straight ahead and kept walking.

    Two weeks later, the names of the team runners were listed. Joey was number six on the list. Joey had made the team. He was in seventh grade—7 six team members were all eighth graders. We never told him he wouldn't do it ... so he didn't know. He just took it.

—Yes. We _______ here.

—Sure. But now I _______ in that swimming pool.

—Yes, of course you_______.