I looked around at the bleachers and spotted mum and my younger brother holding a huge banner with the words ‘You can do it
A few minutes were left until the race. I willed myself to let go of any thoughts, any distractions. Right before the big moment I always needed to stay calm. I did not need to remind myself of the college scout who would be noticing my every move or that this would be the only chance I would get to prove myself. It was a do or die situation. For the last
A shrill whistle sounded signaling participants to take their positions. I felt assured by the silent strength of my well-toned muscles now heavily pumped by adrenaline. At the sound of the next
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Through the water bubbles floating around I could make out the wall approaching. The other end of the swimming pool was near. The end was near. It was only a matter of seconds now. My arms and legs seemed to have developed a life of their own; they worked so fast. When I reached the end, I hauled myself out of the water at almost the same time as another competitor. I looked around in confusion, my heart refusing to stop pounding. The loudspeaker crackled an announcement. All I heard was my name followed by a roaring cheer and all I felt was tears forming and immense gratitude for my prayer answered.