Eleven-year-old Angela was stricken with adebilitating disease involving her nervous system. she was unable to walk and her movement wasrestricted in other ways as well. the doctors did nothold out much hope of her ever recovering from thisillness. They predicted she'd spend the rest of herlife in a wheelchair. They said that few, if any, wereable to come back to normal after contracting thisdisease. the little girl was undaunted. There, lyingin her hospital bed, she would vow to anyone who'd listen that she was definitely going to bewalking again someday.
She was transferred to a specialized rehabilitation hospital in the San Francisco Bay area. Whatever therapies could be applied to her case were used. The therapists were charmed byher undefeatable spirit. They taught her about imaging - about seeing herself walking. If itwould do nothing else, it would at least give her hope and something positive to do in the longwaking hours in her bed. Angela would work as hard as possible in physical therapy, inwhirlpools and in exercise sessions. But she worked just as hard lying there faithfully doing herimaging, visualizing herself moving, moving, moving!
One day, as she was staining with all her might to imagine her legs moving again, it seemed asthough a miracle happened: The bed moved! It began to move around the room! Shescreamed out, "Look what I'm doing! Look! Look! I can do it! I moved, I moved!"
Of course, at this very moment everyone else in the hospital was screaming, too, and runningfor cover. People were screaming, equipment was falling and glass was breaking. You see, itwas the recent San Francisco earthquake. But don't tell that to Angela. She's convinced thatshe did it. And now only a few years later, she's back in school. You see, anyone who can shakethe earth between San Francisco and Oakland can conquer a piddling little disease, can't they?
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