A Competition Experience
Have you ever felt depressed because of losing in a competition? I had
got this experience once. I remembered that the incident was happened in last
year. I had participated in the joint-school athletics competition. It was the largest
athletics event through out the year and I joined it since I entered the high school.
But this year was particular meaningful for me because it was my last
competition before I went to study overseas. Therefore, in order to strive my best
to do well, I practiced twice a week after school. The training process was tough
and always made me feel exhausted. However, I think my efforts would not in
vain because this could keep me in the best condition in the competition.
Finally, it came to the day. I woke up at six and the sky was dim. I was
glad to know that the weather was better than yesterday since the rain had
stopped. When I arrived to the sports ground, it was eight o’clock. At the
beginning, the sports ground was empty, but after an hour, people started to
come and it became crowded. Some were athletes while some were judges.
There was also a group of people specially came here to support their
schoolmates.
I understood that everyone, including my teacher and classmates had
great expectations on me. So I knew that I must do my best and did not let them
to feel disappointed. But things didn’t go such smoothly. When the two hundred
meters competition started, I ran as fast as I could and I was in the first rank
when I reached the last sixty meters. I continued to run and I didn’t realize that
the floor was slippery because there was a pool of water. So all of a sudden, I fell
down and I saw the competitors ran in front of me. I knew that everyone was
looking at me, so I immediately stood up and finished the rest of the competition.
I burst out crying and couldn’t accept the fact that I was a loser. Although my
teacher and classmates
got this experience once. I remembered that the incident was happened in last
year. I had participated in the joint-school athletics competition. It was the largest
athletics event through out the year and I joined it since I entered the high school.
But this year was particular meaningful for me because it was my last
competition before I went to study overseas. Therefore, in order to strive my best
to do well, I practiced twice a week after school. The training process was tough
and always made me feel exhausted. However, I think my efforts would not in
vain because this could keep me in the best condition in the competition.
Finally, it came to the day. I woke up at six and the sky was dim. I was
glad to know that the weather was better than yesterday since the rain had
stopped. When I arrived to the sports ground, it was eight o’clock. At the
beginning, the sports ground was empty, but after an hour, people started to
come and it became crowded. Some were athletes while some were judges.
There was also a group of people specially came here to support their
schoolmates.
I understood that everyone, including my teacher and classmates had
great expectations on me. So I knew that I must do my best and did not let them
to feel disappointed. But things didn’t go such smoothly. When the two hundred
meters competition started, I ran as fast as I could and I was in the first rank
when I reached the last sixty meters. I continued to run and I didn’t realize that
the floor was slippery because there was a pool of water. So all of a sudden, I fell
down and I saw the competitors ran in front of me. I knew that everyone was
looking at me, so I immediately stood up and finished the rest of the competition.
I burst out crying and couldn’t accept the fact that I was a loser. Although my
teacher and classmates