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Thursday, April 13

t.o.w. the class heroines

All hail the queens of track.

Hmm. Props to lijia, liz, juli, wenyi, sok and ade for turning the heat up on the track during todays eight by two. But really, this entry is not about that.

I think the whole point of the sports day tradition is to practice great sportsmanship. Even though we might have turned it into a mega-race for points and pride, I think 2 lasses from my class truly stepped up and showed impeccable amounts of true grit and committment to the class.

First up. Its the really tall freak from my class who runs a 9 minute mile better than most. Even though she accidentally dropped the baton cos of all the jostling and shoving at the start, I think she more than made up for it by doubling back immediately, picking the damn slippery stick up and then hauling ass in the race. Not only did she manage to get back into the race, she actually managed to move from last position (8th) to second within the short 200m. Amazing I tell you. Them legs move like lighting. Haha. Somehow I feel like the minor setback made everyone in the team sit up and run that tad bit faster, so its definitely not a sure thing to say that we would have had a better run if she didnt drop the ball / baton. I don't believe there was a single ounce within her that said they wouldnt be winning the race after the baton slipped out of her hand. So for that true determination, give it up for long-legs xuyan! =D

The other heroine didnt so much as haul ass. But I think she taught everyone a lesson in life and thats that we shouldnt let the fear of not doing well keep us from the game. This asthmatic classmate of mine is not nearly half as fit as some of the wonder-woman trackers out there but shes right up there when it comes down to giving it a 100 percent. Not only did she step up to the plate when we really needed her, she actually ran a pretty good race for the first part of her leg. Alas, some cheeky god up there wasnt as big-hearted as she was because she ended up falling a short distance away from the pass point. Still, unlike other asthmatic people who probably would have quit there and then for fear of of her life, this little superhero girl picked herself up and completed the race with as much dignity and class as she normally carries herself with. Last but not least, when she had trouble breathing for a bit after the race, she actually was more concerned about the outcome of the race than her own raw survival. For that true committment, I think we all ought to pay our dues to miss die-trying cheryl!

After all our class races, we did our 74 cheer. It was nice. It reminded me of a bit of why I felt comfortable enough in this school to not bother thinking about jumping after the first 3 months.
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 10:28 PM