精选优质文档-倾情为你奉上Running for a Dream I will never forget that November day. It was hotter than normal. This was the _36_ my father and I had waited so long for, because we had been working towards this race for three years. Dozens of familiar faces from church and school flashed across my view. They had come _37_ me. I saw worry and _38_ on my fathers face. Then the race began! For the first two and a half miles. I felt _39_. I had never before been so ready for something. The wee
