C

　　I was as normal as other children, totally exposed to brilliant sunshine and splendid world. However, I became blind at four after falling off a box car in a yard and landing on my head. Now I am thirty-two. I can slightly remember the brightness of sunshine and what color red is. It would be wonderful to see again, but a calamity(灾难) can do strange things to people. It occurred to me the other day that I might not have come to love life as I do if I hadn’t been blind. I don’t mean that I would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of them made me appreciate the more what I had left.

　　Life, I believe, asks adjustments to reality. The more readily a person is able to make these adjustments, the more meaningful his own private world becomes. The adjustment is never easy. I was totally confused and frightened. But luckily, my parents and teacher saw my potential to live, and they made me want to fight it out with blindness.

　　The hardest lesson I had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic. If I hadn’t been able to do that, I would have broken down and become a chair rocker on the front porch for the rest of my life. When I say belief in myself, I am not talking about simply the kind of self confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone, but something bigger than that：an assurance that I am, despite imperfections, a real, positive person; that somewhere in the complicated pattern of people there is a special place where I can make myself fit.

　　It took me years to discover and strengthen this assurance. It had to start with the simplest things. Once a man gave me an indoor baseball and urged me to roll it around. His words stuck in my head. “Roll it around!” By rolling the ball I could hear where it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought impossible：playing baseball. Later I invented a successful variation of baseball—groundball.

　　I have set a series of goals and tried to reach them, one at a time. It was no good trying for something that I knew at the start was wildly out of reach because that only invited the bitterness of failure. I would fail sometimes anyway but on the average I made progress.

28．What attitude does the author take to his blindness？

A．Pessimistic. 　　　　　B．Optimistic.

C．Desperate. 　　　　　　D．Shameful.

29．According to the passage, which statement is TRUE？

A．After struggling, the author discovered his potential on his own and began to live with it.

B．The author invented a baseball with the help and encouragement of a kind man.

C．The author happened to be blind due to a car accident.

D．The author would not appreciate life if the calamity hadn’t occurred.

30．What is the greatest challenge for the author？

A．Attempting to adjust himself to reality.

B．Figuring out his own potential to live on one’s own.

C．Building up his own confidence so that he can find his place in society.

D．Setting and reaching a series of goals.

31．What is the best title of the passage？

A．A Disaster Pushes a man forward

B．A Fateful Accident

C．A Sorrowful Life

D．Fighting Against Difficulties