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完形填空。
When I was in the 8th grade in Ohio, a girl named Helen in my class had a terrible accident．As she was running to the bus in order not to 1 it, she slipped on some ice and fell 2 the rear wheels of the bus．She 3 the accident, but was paralyzed(残疾)from the waist down．I went to see her, in my 13-year-old 4 thinking she wouldn't 5 normally from then on．
Over the years, I 6 and didn't think much about Helen after that．Three years ago, in Florida, my oldest son was 7 by a car while riding his bike, causing a 8 brain injury．While I was looking after my son, a lady who said she was the hospital's 9 worker called．
A short time later, a beautiful woman, in a wheelchair, 10 into my son's room with a box of tissues．After 16 years, I 11 recognized Helen．She smiled, handed me the tissues and hugged me．I told her who I was, and after we both 12 the shock of that, she began to tell me about her life 13 we last saw each other．She had married, had children and gotten her degree 14 she could smooth the path for those less 15 than her．She told me that if there was anything she could give me, it would be 16 ．
Looking at this wonderful, giving person, I felt 17 ．But I also felt the 18 hope I had felt since learning that my son was hurt．From this person that I thought would have no 19 of life, I learned that where there is life, there is hope．My son miraculously(不可思议地)recovered and we moved back north, but I owe Helen a 20 that I can never repay．
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