The finals were today for the speech contest that my students and I have been working on for the last 2 months. I was pretty convinced that my kids would take first, second, and third place and even more so after I saw all the speeches. Unfortunantly, we only got second and third and the kid who, in my opinion had the best speech of all, won nothing. It’s a bitter disappointment for me and I know for them even moreso. I had really wanted to win all three, not just for the sake of the kids, but because I can’t stand the teacher that teaches the other group. She’s terrible, and she never even cared about the speeches in the first place. And incase you’re wondering about the kid who actually won first place, there was mutual agreement that his speech wasn’t that good.
As I was waiting for the announcement of the winners I was so nervous I couldn’t even breathe. I can’t even remember the last time I was that nervous, certainly not on my wedding day and not even on my first day of teaching. I kept thinking how much I wanted them to win, not just for me at all, but for how hard they worked and how much they deserved it. I can’t even fathom what it will be like when someday, i’m watching my own child. I think i’ll have to be sedated. What on earth do parents do who have to watch their children compete in the Olympics, perform on stage, play in the Superbowl?
Eh, well, it’s over for now. There’s always next year, blah blah blah…
I’m not a sore loser, but DAMN I wanted to win.