Memorable Day in Life
The most memorable day of my life
Speaking on the most memorable day of my life, it was our sports meet and I was assigned to run the 100 meters. Let me tell you the last 5 min before the race starts has to be the most suspenseful, adrenaline driven moments that people who don’t take part in races will understand. It is has to be the same rush of emotion as driving a Ferrari, fast down an empty, straight road. The feeling can never compare. The competitive edge is shown in the clenched fists and bent knee as everyone is bent down, waiting for the word “GO” from the mouths of the judges. Even in this race, I have to tell you, everyone was determined to win. I was competing with my friends, but friendship was forgotten during this race and during the sports meet. The only thing on our mind is to WIN.
So as we were all ready, bent down, touching the ground, ready to fly at the word of the judge, the tension was really high. I bent down my head. Even Susanthika lowers her head so that she doesn’t see the target at the beginning. With the familiar, BOOM of the gun and the screams of the audience all around us, I flew forward and so did many others. Everything became a blur. Like Susanthika, my idol, I raised my head when I was within my last 30-40 meters of the goal. The finish line loomed in front of me, so close yet so far. The distance left in between was so little, but yet it would never end.
My best friend was also competing in the race, but he/she had a stomach cramp since the night before. He/she was incredibly fast and flexible and usually came within first or second place of any race he joins and was the pride and joy of all house captains and teachers.
Getting back to the race, it was amazing and I was so surprised because today I was the one leading. I usually come in third, but not today. Today I was leading. My best friend close beside me in the next lane, but lagging a little at the back. My mind raced. I was going to win the gold medal. I secretly
Speaking on the most memorable day of my life, it was our sports meet and I was assigned to run the 100 meters. Let me tell you the last 5 min before the race starts has to be the most suspenseful, adrenaline driven moments that people who don’t take part in races will understand. It is has to be the same rush of emotion as driving a Ferrari, fast down an empty, straight road. The feeling can never compare. The competitive edge is shown in the clenched fists and bent knee as everyone is bent down, waiting for the word “GO” from the mouths of the judges. Even in this race, I have to tell you, everyone was determined to win. I was competing with my friends, but friendship was forgotten during this race and during the sports meet. The only thing on our mind is to WIN.
So as we were all ready, bent down, touching the ground, ready to fly at the word of the judge, the tension was really high. I bent down my head. Even Susanthika lowers her head so that she doesn’t see the target at the beginning. With the familiar, BOOM of the gun and the screams of the audience all around us, I flew forward and so did many others. Everything became a blur. Like Susanthika, my idol, I raised my head when I was within my last 30-40 meters of the goal. The finish line loomed in front of me, so close yet so far. The distance left in between was so little, but yet it would never end.
My best friend was also competing in the race, but he/she had a stomach cramp since the night before. He/she was incredibly fast and flexible and usually came within first or second place of any race he joins and was the pride and joy of all house captains and teachers.
Getting back to the race, it was amazing and I was so surprised because today I was the one leading. I usually come in third, but not today. Today I was leading. My best friend close beside me in the next lane, but lagging a little at the back. My mind raced. I was going to win the gold medal. I secretly