A few years ago, at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants, all
physically or mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the
100-yard dash. At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash,
but with a relish to run the race to the finish and win. All, that is,
except one little boy who stumbled on the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of
times, and began to cry. The other eight heard the boy cry. They slowed
down and looked back. Then they all turned around and went back. Every one of
them. One girl with Down's Syndrome bent down and kissed him and said, "This
will make it better." Then all nine linked arms and walked together to the
finish line. Everyone in the stadium stood, and the cheering went on for
several minutes. People who were there are still telling the story. Why?
Because deep down we know this one thing: What matters in this life is more than winning for
ourselves. What matters in this life is helping others win, even if it means
slowing down and changing our course.
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