I didn't cry when I learned I was the parent of a disabled child. I just sat still and didn't say anything. When Jenny was old enough , I sent her to a kindergarten( 幼儿园 ) . On the first morning , Jenny spent hours playing by herself. It seemed that she felt very 1 . However , to my joy , Jenny's classmates always 2 her ,“ You got all your spelling words right today !” In fact , her spelling list was the 3 . Later , she faced a very painful 4 —at the end of the term , there was a game which had 5 to do with physical education. But Jenny was 6 in it. My husband and I were anxious about the day. I wanted to let my child stay home ! But my heart wouldn't let me off that easily. So I 7 a pale , unwilling Jenny onto the school bus. At the kindergarten , I was quite worried because of her 8 action , Jenny would probably hold up her team. The game went well until it was time for the sack( 麻袋 )race. Surely Jenny would find it 9 . Now each child had to climb into a sack , jump to the finishing line , return and climb out of the sack. I noticed Jenny standing near the end of her line of players. But as it was her turn to join , a change took place in her 10 . The tallest boy behind Jenny placed his hands on her waist( 腰 ) . Two other boys 11 in front of her. The moment the player before Jenny stepped out from the sack , the two boys 12 the sack suddenly and kept it open while the tall boy lifted Jenny and 13 her into it. A girl nearby took her hand and supported her 14 Jenny got her balance. Then she jumped forward , smiling and proud. In the cheers of the teachers , schoolmates and parents , I silently thanked the warm , understanding people in life who made it 15 for my disabled daughter to be like her fellow human beings. Then I finally cried.