【文章內(nèi)容簡介】 ademic subjects, I was afraid of physical education. My classmates often laughed at me.
　　”。Look at that girl,”。 they said. “。Her feet donamp。rsquo。t leave the ground when she runs!”。
　　Their words embarrassed me. Moreover, whenever the teacher organized some petitive games, no one in the class liked to have me as their partner or team member. As a result, I often ended up looking at others enjoy their games.
　　Things would go on like that if not for a sports meet in my high school. By mistake, my name was put on the list of those who would pete in the womenamp。rsquo。s 1500 meters race. By the time people found the mistake, it was too late to change.
　　My deskmate was a natural athlete. She said to me, “。I couldnamp。rsquo。t run that race in your place, because Iamp。rsquo。ve signed up for three items already.”。 Other athletic girls of the class said the same.
　　I was utterly dumbfounded. 1500 meters! Running against the best runners from other classes! And in front of students of the entire school! It would be the worst nightmare Iamp。rsquo。d ever have!
　　”。You still have time to catch up because there is still one month before the sports meet,”。 they all said this to me, including my teacher.
　　My deskmate patted me on the shoulder, “。Cool! You will run for our class! And we will do training together.”。 Yes, this is not just for myself, but for my class too, I said to myself. But still, 1500 meters to me was like Mount Everest to a beginning climber. I had no idea even how to start my preparation.
　　Fortunately, my deskmate gave me a hand. Every afternoon after class, several of us ran together. When the fear of being laughed at struck me, I saw others running right beside me. They gave me strengths. While we were running, some others would stand by the tracks cheering for us.
　　One month certainly couldnamp。rsquo。t make me a good runner. But when I was standing behind the start line, I no longer felt lonely or afraid. I saw my classmates standing by the tracks waving at me as if about to run beside me.
　　With the shot of the starting gun, I dashed out and ran as fast as I could, as if it were a 200meter race. Soon I was out of breath and slowed down. Other runners passed me one by one, and gradually I had no idea how many of them were still behind me. My legs were getting heavier and heavier, and I might fall down at any moment. However, I suddenly heard my classmates chanting my name. My deskmate even ran along the tracks beside me and cheered for me at the same time, just like the monthlong training we did together.
　　As expected, I was almost the last to cross the finish line. Immediately, my classmates held my arms and urged me to walk on my feet and not to sit down. I was surrounded, with all kinds of drinks handed to me. I felt a kind of warmth I had never felt before. Even though I was almost the last to finish the race, I was full of confidence that I would improve in the future.
　　That sports meet was an unforgettable experience. The memory of my classmates cheering for me, holding my arms and handing me drinks stays fresh on my mind. Sports are