Eleven-year-old Angela was stricken with a debilitating1 disease involving her nervous system.
She was unable to walk and her movement was restricted in other ways as well.
The doctors did not hold out much hope of her ever recovering from this illness.
They predicted shed spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
They said that few, if any, were able to come back to normal after contracting this disease.
The little girl was undaunted.
There, lying in her hospital bed, she would vow2 to anyone whod listen that she was definitely going to be walking again someday.
She was transferred to a specialized3 rehabilitation4 hospital in the San Francisco Bay area.
Whatever therapies could be applied5 to her case were used.
The therapists were charmed by her undefeatable spirit.
They taught her about imaging about seeing herself walking.
If it would do nothing else, it would at least give her hope and something positive to do in the long waking hours in bed.
Angela would work as hard as possible in physical therapy, in whirlpools and in exercise sessions.
But she worked just as hard lying there faithfully doing her imaging, visualizing6 herself moving, moving, moving!
One day, as she was using all her might to imagine her legs moving again, it seemed as though one miracle had happened:
The bed moved! She screamed out, Look what Im 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 running for cover.
People were screaming, equipment was falling and glass was breaking.
You see, it was the recent San Francisco earthquake.
But dont tell that to Angela.
Shes convinced that she did it.
And now only a few years later, shes back in school.
You see, anyone who can shake the earth between San Francisco and Oakland can conquer a piddling little disease, cant they?
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