以下是小編整理的情感類(lèi)英語(yǔ)美文欣賞： 愛(ài)的力量勝過(guò)醫(yī)生的治療，希望對(duì)你有所感觸。

　　You Can Do Anything

　　By Tina Karratti

　　Many years ago, my dad was diagnosed with aterminal heart condition. He was put on permanentdisability and was unable to work at a steady job.He would be fine for quite a while, but would then fallsuddenly ill and have to be admitted to the hospital.

　　He wanted to do something to keep himselfbusy, so he decided to volunteer at the local childrenhospital. My dad loved kids. It was the perfect job forhim. He ended up working with the terminally and critically ill children. He would talk to them andplay with them and do arts and crafts with them. Sometimes, he would lose one of his kids. Incertain instances, he would tell the grieving parents of these children that he would soon bewith their child in heaven and that he would take care of them until they got there. He wouldalso ask the parent if there was a message they would like to send with him for their child.

　　My dad assurances seemed to help parents with their grieving. One of his kids was a girlwho had been admitted with a rare disease that paralyzed her from the neck down. I don‘tknow the name of the disease or what the prognosis usually is, but I do know that it was verysad for a girl around eight or nine years old. She couldn‘t do anything, and she was verydepressed. My dad decided to try to help her. He started visiting her in her room, bringingpaints, brushes and paper. He stood the paper up against a backing, put the paintbrush in hismouth and began to paint. He didn‘t use his hands at all. Only his head would move. He wouldvisit her whenever he could and paint for her. All the while he would tell her, see, you can doanything you set your mind to.

　　Eventually, she began to paint using her mouth, and she and my dad became friends. Soonafter, the little girl was discharged because the doctors felt there was nothing else they could dofor her. My dad also left the children hospital for a little while because he became ill. Sometimelater after my dad had recovered and returned to work, he was at the volunteer counter in thelobby of the hospital. He noticed the front doors open. In came the little girl who had beenparalyzed, only this time she was walking. She ran straight over to my dad and hugged himreally tight. She gave my dad a picture she had done using her hands. At the bottom it read,thank you for helping me walk.

　　My dad would cry every time he told us this story and so would we. He would saysometimes love is more powerful than doctors, and my dad - who died just a few months afterthe little girl gave him the picture - loved every single child in that hospital.

　　這是發(fā)生在兒童醫(yī)院的一個(gè)故事。每次講到這個(gè)故事，父親都會(huì)流淚。他說(shuō)，有時(shí)愛(ài)的力量要?jiǎng)龠^(guò)醫(yī)生的治療。