The little country schoolhouse was heated by an old-fashioned, pot-
bellied coal stove. A eight-year-old boy named Glenn Cunningham
had the job of coming to school early each day so that he could use
kerosene to start the fire and warm the room before his teacher and
his classmates arrived. One cold morning someone mistakenly filled
the kerosene container he used with gasoline, and disaster struck.
The class and teacher arrived to find the schoolhouse engulfed in
flames. Terrified on realizing that Glenn was inside, they rushed in
and managed to drag the unconscious little boy out of the flaming
building more dead than alive. He had major burns over the lower
half of his body and was taken to a nearby county hospital.
From his bed, the dreadfully burned, semi-conscious little boy faintly
heard the doctor talking to his mother. The doctor told his mother
that her son would surely die – which was for the best, really – for
the terrible fire had devastated the lower half of his body.
But the brave boy didn't want to die. Glenn made up his mind that
he would survive. And somehow, to the amazement of the physician,
he did survive. Yet when the mortal danger was past, he again heard
the doctor and his mother speaking quietly. The mother was told
that since the fire had destroyed so much flesh in the lower part of
his body, it would almost be better if he had died, since he was
doomed to be a lifetime cripple with no use at all of his lower
limbs. His mother refused to let the doctors amputate.
Once more this brave little boy made up his mind. He would not be
a cripple. He would walk. But unfortunately from the waist down,
Glenn had no motor ability. His thin, scarred legs just dangled there,
all but lifeless.
Ultimately Glenn was released from the hospital. Every day
afterward his mother and father would massage his little legs, but
there was no feeling, no control, nothing. Yet his determination that
he would walk was as strong as ever.
When he wasn't in bed, he was confined to a wheelchair. One sunny
day his mother wheeled him out into the yard to get some fresh air.
This day, instead of sitting there, he threw himself from the chair.
Glenn pulled himself across the grass, dragging his legs behind him.
He worked his way to the white picket fence bordering their lot. With
great effort, he raised himself up on the fence. Then, stake by
stake, he began dragging himself along the fence, resolved that he
would walk. He started to do this every day until he wore a smooth
path all around the yard beside the fence. There was nothing he
wanted more than to develop life in those legs.
Ultimately through his daily massages, Glenn's iron persistence and
his resolute determination, he did develop the ability first to stand
up, then to walk haltingly with help, then to walk by himself – and
then miraculously – to run.
Glenn began to run to school. He ran for the sheer joy of running
and being able to run. He ran everywhere that he could. The people
in his town would often see him run by on his way to who knows
where and smile. Later in college Glenn made the track team where
his tremendous determination paid off. He eventually received the
nickname the "Kansas Flyer."
In February 1934, in New York City's famed Madison Square
Garden, this young man who was not expected to survive, who
would surely never walk, who could never hope to run – this
determined young man, Dr. Glenn Cunningham, ran the mile in four
minutes and eight seconds, the world's fastest indoor mile! Later
that same year in a prestigious outdoor track meet, he shaved
another second off his record to run the world's fastest mile to that
time . if you were Dr. Cunningham would you have accepted the doctors verdict?
NOBODY IS WELL QUALIFIED TO DETERMINE YOUR FUTURE. YOUR FUTURE IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT. THE KEY IS IN YOUR HANDS. USE IT. Now that you know....
There's nothing one cannot accomplish with determination. This story has just increases mine. Xavier Rodriguez
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