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    When George Dennehy was a young boy, he never dreamed he would serve others as a motivational(励志) speaker and musician. But the armless teenager has spent the last couple of years sharing his story and encouraging others.

    Born with no arms in Romania, Dennehy's condition was terrible, so his parents turned him over to an orphanage(孤儿院), and finally,Dennehy was brought up by a family in America.

    Early on, he says his American parents noticed his musical abilities. “When I was 8 years old, my mom decided to sigh me up for cello(大提琴) lessons and I started playing,” he says, admitting that he “didn't really enjoy it”. His first teacher, Shalley, helped him play with his feet.

     “She actually learned to play the cello with her feet. She wanted to see if it was possible to do it. She made up foot exercises to do. I am really grateful for what she has done for me.” He says.

    At the beginning of high school, when the cello became not so cool to play, Dennehy took up playing the guitar and picked it up pretty fast.

     “It was necessary, though, to learn the cello first, because it's the hardest of all to play,” he says. “The only difference in the guitar is that I'm playing the cords(弦).” Dennehy uses a standard guitar. “ I play in the same tune as everyone else does,” he notes.

    Learning to play music hasn't been an easy road. He was shy at first. But every time he got on stage to perform or play music, he could see how the audience admired him for his abilities and that gave him confidence to chase his dream.

    No matter what situation we're in, anything is possible. It is so easy to give up sometimes. But we shouldn't do that. There's more that is meant for us.

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 Just as I came back home. I heard a sound coming from the bedroom upstairs—it was from my favourite violin.

“Thief (小偷)!”

 I rushed upstairs and saw a boy in dirty clothes pulling my violin down. At first sight, I found a new pair of shoes missing. It seemed he was surely a thief.

 However, when I saw his eyes full of fear, my anger disappeared. I smiled and asked, “Are you Mr. Ram’s student Rubens? I'm his butler(男管家). I've heard Mr. Ram say his student will come. It must be you.”

“Has my teacher gone out ?”the boy said, “I think I'd better visit him again in a while/”

 I nodded and asked him, “Do you like playing the violin?”

“Yes, but I'm too poor to afford one.” the boy replied.

“Then, I'll give you this violin." The boy looked at me surprisingly, but he picked up the violin. While going out of the room, he suddenly saw a huge photo of me playing the violin at the Grand Theatre of Sydney on the wall. His face turned pale. He stood there for a moment and ran out. He must have understood what had happened because no master(主人)would put up the butler’s photo on the wall of his living room.

 A few years later, at a music competition in Melbourne, I was invited to be the judge (评委). Finally, a violin player called Merritt won the first prize.

 After the prize-giving, Merritt ran to me holding a violin box, his face red, and asked, “Mr. Brian, do you still know me? You gave me the violin, which I have treasured ever since! Today, I want to say sorry and give back this violin to you without regret…”

 He was just the “Mr. Ram's student”!