Unluckily for my son Joey, he was born with two diseased feet. The doctor said that he would be able to walk with (treat) but would never run very well. The first three years of his life (spend) in hospital.
By the time Joey was eight, he could walk as (normal) as others. Children in our neighborhood always ran around during their play, Joey would run and play, too.
In the seventh grade, he decided to join the school running team. (know) that only the top seven runners would be chosen, he trained (hard) than anyone else. He ran four 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 he felt. "I'm OK," he said. He still had two more miles (run). So he kept running.
Two weeks later, the seven team members were picked out, among Joey was number six. Joey's efforts paid off. I was very proud of him.
