阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从A、B、C、D四个选项中选出最佳选项。
I lost my sight when I was four years old
by falling off a boxcar in a freight yard in Atlantic City, and1on
my head. Now, I am 32. I can vaguely remember the brightness of sunshine and
what color red is. It would be wonderful to see again But a disaster can do
strange things to people.
At the time, I was bewildered and afraid, but
I was lucky. My parents and my teachers saw something in me, a potential, which
I didn't see. And they made me want to fight it out with2
The hardest3I
had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic. If I hadn't been able to
do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker for the rest of my
life. When I say believe in myself, I am not talking about 4 the
kind of self-confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That
is5of
it, but I mean something bigger than that: a confidence that I am a real,6person;
that somewhere there is a special place7I can make myself fit. It took me years to
discover and strengthen this confidence. It had to8the
most elementary things.
I can
still remember once, when a man gave me an indoor baseball. I thought he was
laughing at me, and I was9
"I can't use this," I said.
"Take it with you," he urged me "and
roll it around."
The words10in my head: "Roll it around, roll it around" By rolling
the ball, I could11where
it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought12:
playing baseball.
At Philadelphia's Overbrook School for the
Blind, I invented a successful variation of baseball. We called it groundball.
All my life. I have13ahead of me a series of goals, and then tried to reach them one at a
time I would14sometimes anyway, but on the average, I
made progress.
I believe in life now. I don't mean that I
would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of them made me
more15what I had left.
