This month’s article is from “Today’s Helping of Chicken soup for the Soul” and is dedicated to our son Lowell, the editor, and owner of this paper. Lowell’s story does not involve overcoming a major physical handicap, but he has persevered through some major setbacks. His endurance, perseverance, and stamina in life have been manifested in the several marathon and ultra-marathon events he has entered. It was his influence that led to my running two marathons with him. He now faces the challenge of overcoming a major heart attack. That is why I want to dedicate this story to him.
“The little country schoolhouse was heated by an old-fashioned pot-bellied stove. A little boy had the job of coming to school early each day to start the fire and warm the room before his teacher and classmates arrived.
One morning they arrived to find the schoolhouse engulfed in flames. They dragged the unconscious little boy out of the flaming building more dead than alive. He had major burns over the lower half of his body and was taken to the nearby county hospital.
From his bed the dreadfully burned, semi- conscious little boy faintly heard the doctor talking to his mother. The doctor told his mother that her son would surely die — which was for the best since the terrible fire had devastated the lower half of his body. But the brave boy didn’t want to die. He made up his mind that he would survive. Somehow, the amazement of the physician, he did survive. When the moral danger was past, he again heard the doctor and his mother speaking quietly. The mother was told that since the fire had destroyed so much flesh in the lower part of his body, it would almost be better if he had died. Since he was doomed to be a lifetime cripple with no use of his lower limbs.
Once more the brave boy made up his mind. He would not be a cripple. He would walk. But unfortunately, from the waist down, he had no motor ability. His thin legs just dangled there, all but lifeless.
Ultimately he was released from the hospital. Every day his mother would massage his little legs, but there was no feeling, no control nothing. Yet his determination that he would walk was as strong as ever.
When he wasn’t in bed, he was confined to a wheelchair. One sunny day his mother wheeled him out into the yard to get some fresh air. This day instead of sitting there, he threw himself from the chair. He pulled himself across the grass, dragging his legs behind him.
He worked his way to the white picket fence bordering their lot. With great effort, he raised himself up on the fence. Then, stake by stake, he began dragging himself along the fence, resolved that he would walk. He started to do this every day until he wore a smooth path all around the hard beside the fence. There was not he wanted more than to develop life in those legs.
Ultimately through his daily massages, his iron persistence, and his resolute determination, he did develop the ability to stand up, then to walk haltingly, then to walk by himself — and then — to run.
He began to walk to school, then to run to school, to run for the sheer joy of running. Later in college he made the track team. Still later in Madison Square Garden this young man who was not expected to survive, who would surely never walk, who could never hope to run — THIS DETERMINED YOUNG MAN, Dr. Glenn Cunningham, ran the world’s fastest mile!” (By Burt Dubin from Chicken Soup for the Soul — copyright 1993 by Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen)
Don’t let victimhood, self-pity, or self- doubt define your past, darken your present or direct your future. You cannot change what has happened to you, but you can change your attitude toward it. With dedication, determination, and devotion to the One who created you, YOU CAN CLIMB THE MOUNTAIN. See you at the top!