Showing posts with label boxing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boxing. Show all posts

Sunday, 12 April 2015

LIFE IS A BOXING RING, 2.

"...Choose to look up, when life presses you down. Choose to smile, when life frowns at you. Choose victory, over defeat." - Unknown


Boxing
Continued from yesterday:
You see, Mom and Dad taught us that just like you would never let someone else come into your house with an axe and allow them to break up your furniture, you should never let a damaging thought come into your mind and break up your dreams. The next day the nurse walked into George’s room to find him lying flat on his face on the floor.
"What’s going on in here?" asked the shocked nurse.
"I’m walking," George calmly replied.


George refused the use of any braces or even a crutch that was given to him. Sometimes it would take him twenty minutes just to get out of the chair, but he refused any offers of aid. I remember seeing him lift a tennis ball with as much effort as a healthy man would need to lift a 100 - pound barbell. I also remember seeing him, six months later, step out on the mat as captain of the wrestling team. George’s rehabilitation from the devastating effects of polio was written up all over the state of Missouri. No one had ever been known to recover so quickly or so completely from this disease.

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