Ten years ago, I had just started my first job as a Medical Representative in a small town in India—but was 1 every moment of it. I had the 2 to promote and get sales regardless of whether there was a need for my drugs or not. To make matters worse, I was 3 from my original plan of pursuing (追求) a Ph.D in biology.
All these thoughts were crowding through my mind, as I was driving my scooter around the town visiting one doctor after another.
At one of the traffic lights, I hit a red and had to wait for the signal to turn green. I noticed that there was a huge rock lying near the square—a result of somebody's carelessness. Yet nobody thought it 4 to get out of the vehicles and move the rock to the edge of the road where it would lie, harmless.
Suddenly I noticed a young kid crawling his way across the other side of the road. He must have had a serious infection of polio (小儿麻痹症) when he was a baby. He was crawling on both his hands and 5 his body behind him.
This guy came up to the rock with a look on his face showing that he did not believe in his handicap (残疾). He was looking at that rock with 6 —as if saying to the stone "You are an instrument of my will." He 7 to push the rock to the side of the road. I can never forget that look of pride on his face, showing that he has 8 something that able-bodied people like me were avoiding doing.
And looking at this kid for this brief time, I was reminded how small my troubles were in respect to his and how much I was worrying about them.
Since then I have never 9 . I did pursue my dream of finishing a Ph.D in the biological sciences. To that unknown messenger of hope and 10 , this is the ovation (鼓掌) I wish to give—though belatedly.
