[originaltext] "Everything happens for the best," my mother said whenever I

"Everything happens for the best," my mother said whenever I faced disappointment. "If you can carry on, one day something good will happen. And you’ll realize that it wouldn’t have happened if not for that previous disappointment." Mother was right, as I discovered after graduating from college in 1932. I had decided to try for a job in radio, then work my way up to sports announcer. (26)I hitchhiked to Chicago and knocked on the door of every station and got turned down every time. In one studio, (27)a kind lady told me that big stations couldn’t risk hiring inexperienced person. "Go out in the sticks and find a small station that’ll give you a chance," she said. I thumbed home to Dixon, Illinois. While there were no radio-announcing jobs in Dixon, my father said Montgomery Ward had opened a store and wanted a local athlete to manage its sports department. Since Dixon was where I had played high school football, I applied. The job sounded just right for me1. But I wasn’t hired. My frustration boiled over, and then I tried WOC Radio in Davenport, Iowa. The program director, a wonderful Scotsman named Peter MacArthur, told me they had already hired an announcer. As I left his office I asked aloud, "How can a fellow get to be a sports announcer if he can’t get a job in a radio station?" I heard MacArthur calling in his office, "What was that you said about sports?" (28)Then he stood me before a microphone and asked me to broadcast an imaginary game. I can’t pass up this opportunity, and use performance to conquer him.
26. How did the speaker look for a job?
27. Why did the speaker end in failure every time he hunted jobs?
28. How did the story end?