The Rise
Series: Rediscovering my childhood essays — Part III
Year 2: Part I
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The first time I attended the atheltic meet was when I was in fifth standard. That time, eventhough I was selected, I was not able to win any prizes. Therefore I will win many prizes the following year and I started preparing for it but unexpectedly the corono virus causing covid pandemic struck. Sixth standard was fully online, therefore no athletic meet. I hoped I would be able to participate in my seventh grade but covid did not fully recede and the classes were semi-offline.
After two years of waiting to participate in an athletic meet, I got selected while I was in my 8th standard. I got selection for shot put and discuss throw, which by the way was the first time I threw a disc but still I got selection. I was preparing for those events by attending coaching provided by the school. I was confident this time that I will win but just as covid shattered my dreams the last two years, this time I got sick and was not able to go for the march past or attend the meet. During this time, my mother who did not go for work and let my father do the work during my childhood, once again had to stop working albeit for a short time to tend for me. During this week, my most elderly relative and also one of my most favourite one, my grandfather, advised me that “Failures are the pillars of success” and nothing can shatter one’s dream but can only halt it for a while but one should not give up.
Motivated by this, I went to school again and during my ninth standard I was able to get selection as well as first prizes for two events, which were shotput and discuss throw. But my dream does not stop here but it has only gotten bigger, aiming for higher prizes.
