The journey my daughter Cathy has had withher swimming is as long as it is beautiful. Cathy suffered some terrible 16 in her early childhood. After years ofregular treatment, she 17 became healthy. Two years ago, while Cathy was watching theOlympics, a dream came into her sweet little head—to be a swimmer. Last summer,she wanted to 18 out local swim team. She practiced hardand finally 19 it. The team practice, 20 wasa rough start. She coughed and choked and could hardly 21 her first few weeks. Hearing her coughingbitterly one night, I decided to 22 her from it all. But Cathy woke me up earlynext morning, wearing her swimsuit 23 to go! I told her she shouldn’t swimafter a whole night’s coughing, but she refused to 24 and insisted she go . From that day on, Cathy kept swimming anddidn’t 25 a single practice. She had a 26 intention within herself to be the best shecould be. My ten—year—old was growing and changing right before my eyes, intothis 27 human being with apassion and a mission. There were moments of 28 of course: often she would be the last swimmerin the race. It was difficult for Cathy to accept that she wasn’t a 29 ---ever.But that didn’t stop her from trying. Then came the final awards ceremony at theend of the year. Cathy didn’t expect any award but was still there to 30 her friends and praise their accomplishments.As the ceremony was nearing the end, I suddenly heard the head coach 31 ,“The highest honor goes to Cathy!” Looking around, he continued, “Cathy hasinspired us with her 32 and enthusiasm. 33 skills and talents bring great success, themost valuable asset(财富)one can hold is the heart.” It was the greatest 34 ofmy daughter’s life. With all she hade been 35 in her ten years, this was the hour of truetriumph(成功).