Kenneth Teng
16
Catholic High Track Team '08
NJ Track Team
Liebe Deutsch
Loves art
Friday, 11 July 2008, 6:37 pm
Dreams + Faith= Reality "Come on Teng.This is it.Now and Here.Months of endearment of arduous,inhumane trainings all come down to this.You can't afford to let Teo down.Fear is not a factor.Have faith.Faith in Teo's trainings,faith in Teo,and Faith.In yourself.Believe.Believe in yourself.The opportunity's here.Grasp it.It's now or never.Just do it."
Pacing up and down in the call room,doing the same again at the corner of the track whilst waiting,that was what 'the dormant winner', within me was telling me.With droplets of drizzle pelting down on me,flushing my perspiration away,I acquired a new tactic of self-psychology:Talking to myself.
Ryan Boey and Brendan Chua whizzing past the finishing line marked the opening of a new chapter,waiting for destiny to be penned down.
At that moment,it was as if Zeus was so engrossed and eager to watch,that he leaned too much over the clouds,so much so that the streak of lightning slipped away from his hands and landed with a calamorous bang as it collided with the earth.
That was a cue for the army hiding in the clouds to be reinforced.Rain.What timing!Due to lightning,the officials called us into shelter to wait.
Just as I entered the tent,the rain came to a halt.My eyelashes brushed off the last bead of rain and I saw the crimson red track,devoid of humanity,cleansed by the rain,and the warm rays of the sun again shining down on the track.
The 'dormant winner' was now creeping out,spreading right to the ends of my fingers and toes.I was ready.Ready to run.
Hurdle after hurdle,one step at a time right up til I thrusted myself towards the finishing line,my fighting spirit never faded.
And it was over.For now.
Waiting impatiently in the stands,ears pricked as the bellow voice announced the finalists through the PA system; faith was receding as one by one exclaimed in elation.
Then.It resounded in my ears.
"Kenneth Teng.From Catholic High."
I have never been so ecstatic by someone calling my name!
I was overwhelmed by joy;astonishment;bewilderment.I could not believe I qualified!
Yet at the same time,pity and sorrow for Ryan.We were expecting to enter the finals together.He's enthusiasm has always been prominent.He deserved a spot.
I am no longer running for myself alone.I'm carrying a double dose of desire for the Gold(though impossible =p,but at least do well).