I lost my sight when I was four years old by falling off a box car in a goods yard in Atlantic City and landing on my head. Now I can dimly remember the brightness of sunshine and what color red is. It would be wonderful to see again, but a calamity(大灾难) can do strange things to people. It occurred to me the other day that I might not have come to love life as I do if I hadn't been blind. I believe in life now. I am not so sure that I would have believed in it so deeply, otherwise. I don't mean that I would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of them made me appreciate the more what I had left.
Life, I believe, asks a continuous series of adjustments to reality. In spite of the fact the adjustment is never easy, I had my parents and teachers to help. The hardest lesson I had to learn was to believe in myself. If I hadn't been able to do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker on the front porch for the rest of my life. When I say belief in myself I am not talking about simply the kind of self confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That is part of it. But I mean something bigger than that: an assurance that I am, despite imperfections, a real, positive person; that there is a special place where I can make myself fit.
It took me years to discover and strengthen this assurance. It had to start with the most elementary things. Once a man gave me an indoor baseball. I thought he was laughing at me and I was hurt. “I can't use this.” I said. “Take it with you，” he urged me, “and roll it around.” The words stuck in my head. “Roll it around！” By rolling the ball I could hear where it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought impossible: playing baseball.
All my life I have set ahead of me a series of goals and then tried to reach them, one at a time. I had to learn my limitations. It was no good to try for something that I knew at the start was wildly out of reach because that only invited the bitterness of failure. I would fail sometimes anyway but on the average I made progress.
小题1:We can learn from the beginning of the passage that ________.
| A．the author lost his sight because of a car crash |
| B．the author wouldn't love life if the calamity didn't happen |
| C．the calamity made the author appreciate what he had |
| D．the calamity strengthened the author's desire to see |
小题2:What's the most difficult thing for the author?
| A．How to adjust himself to reality |
| B．Building up assurance that he can find his place in life |
| C．Learning to manage his life alone |
| D．To find a special work that suits the author |
小题3:For the author, the baseball and encouragement offered by the man ________.
| A．hurt the author's feeling |
| B．made the author puzzled |
| C．directly led to the change of the author's career |
| D．inspired the author |
小题4:According to the passage, the author ________.
| A．set goals for himself but only invited failure most of the time |
| B．thought that nothing was impossible for him |
| C．was discouraged from trying something out of reach for fear of failure |
| D．suggested not trying something beyond one's ability at the beginning |