Thank you so much everyone for your lovely responses to my first bite size memoir post last week, you really encouraged me!
So, carrying on, here is my next 150 word memoir written up for Lisa’s ‘Sports Day‘ prompt for this week. Hope you like.
When I was ten I changed schools and despite being the product of a ‘broken home’, I thrived at my new village primary school. Sports Day was one of my favourite events. We earned ribbons for winning and I won the 50-yard dash and was thrilled.
By high school my competitive edge really kicked in. I got the chance to compete in the high jump, long jump, javelin and yes, the running. By then I had progressed beyond 50 yards to the 100, 200, 400 relay and even the hurdles.
A dark-haired girl, Carolyn, tied with me at every race.
We urged each other on to run faster and faster. When we ran on the same relay team I imagined that we were running at the Olympics for Great Britain. The crowd roared and cheered. We did it!
I was sad that my dad wasn’t there to cheer me on.