Unluckily for my son Joey, he was born with two diseased feet. The doctor said that he would be able to walk with     1     (treat) but would never run very well. The first three years of his life    2     (spend) in hospital.

By the time Joey was eight, he could walk as     3     (normal) as others. Children in our neighborhood always ran around during their play,     4    Joey would run and play, too.

In the seventh grade, he decided to join the school running team.     5     (know) that only the top seven runners would be chosen, he trained    6     (hard) than anyone else. He ran four     7     five miles every day, even when he had a fever.

One day, I went to see him and found him running alone in the playground. I asked him     8     he felt. “I’m OK,” he said. He still had two more miles     9     (run). So he kept running.

Two weeks later, the seven team members were picked out, among     10    Joey was number six. Joey’s efforts paid off. I was very proud of him.