My name is Linda. I'm my mother's (three) girl. When I was born, the doctor gently explained to my mother that my left arm was missing, below the elbow. Then she gave her some advice, "Don't treat her (different) from others. " And she did.
There are five girls in my family, and we all had to help out. Once when I was about seven, I
(come) out of the kitchen, "Mum, I can't peel (potato). I only have one hand. " "Get back to peel them, and don't ever use that asexcuse for anything again!"
Of course I could peel potatoesmy good hand and my other arm. "Jenny, if you try hard," she said, "you can do anything. "
Once in the second grade, each of us (teach) to race across the monkey bar (攀爬架). When it was my turn, I said no to the teacher. Some kids laughed. I went home crying.
However, the next afternoon Mum took me back to the school playground. "Now, pull up using your right arm. " She advised. She praised me I made progress. I'll never forget when I was crossing the bar, the kids were standing there with (they) mouths open.
It was the way with everything. Mum had the courage (face) anything. And she taught me I could, too.
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