I couldn't do a forward upward circling.
In PE class at my elementary school, one of the
teachers often finished the class saying "you can go back to the room once
you make it" and I was always the last one to leave the field. Not because
I could make it finally, but because the teacher needed to go back.
I was SO bad at it, and after several times the
teacher changed the rule to "you can play with other equipments once you
make a back-hip circle" so that there would be plenty of time for try.
However it turned out that this rule is much more cruel than before, I needed
to try again and again with a sideways glance at other kids happily playing
swings or jungle gym. The teacher mocked at me, kids mocked at me, I hated it,
I hated the teacher, I hated the other kids, I hated the school, I hated the
world, I hated myself not able to do this damn thing.
But I gotta do something with this damn thing,
otherwise this living hell continued.. so I decided to go back to school after
everyone's going home, and asked my ma to be my coach and practiced and
practiced. And yeah, once I made it I got the knack for it and I could just
keep doing it. Oh that sensation of accomplishment...! utterly indescribable. I
couldn't stop smirking by imagining myself doing a perfect back-hip circle and
climb onto the jungle jim... mwahahahaha....
However the long-awaited next PE class went differently. When the
teacher found out that I could do it, he said "Everyone, try just one
back-hip circle and we'll play soccer afterward" And I was really not good
at soccer.... Haa.... (but this time I just gave up. I just needed to avoid a
ball, that's all)
...All of this, I suddenly remembered while I was
taking a bath. And yesterday, I went to the park just to see if I can still
do it. I was around 95% sure that I could still do it, but actually I was worse than before and I barely do a normal circling. I had no idea where to put my legs and
everything and I just tried like 5 times and my arms were already aching..
Waking up this morning, I'm sore all over. And now it
hurts. It hurts so much that I even have trouble lifting my chopsticks. This
clearly tells me that my youth is gone and I'm still a loser. But now I can laugh about myself, and I have
Internet.
Mwahahaha...
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