>       Some people understand life better, and they call some of these
>people "retarded"...
>
>       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. 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.