Memories Rewind: A Moment in Time
At my school, everyone looked forward to Field Day. It was a chance to take a break from our schoolwork and just have fun.
I found my group over by the swings and waited for the games to start. You could feel the excitement in the air. One of the first races was the wheel barrow race. One person had to push someone in a wheel barrow all the way around the orange cone and back, and whichever team did this the fastest won.
"C'mon!" we all shouted to our teammates as we waited our turn. I was next. I hopped in the wheelbarrow as fast as I could and off we went. A massive black guy was pushing me (if I remember correctly). "Are you ready to fly down this hill?" he asked.
"Yep, just as long as you don't throw me overboard!" I replied. The next few minutes were a blur. We whizzed past the trees so quickly they resembled huge green blobs to me.
"Lord, help me not to get sick," I mumbled under my breath as I heard my classmate's feet pounding the grass. We made it around the cone with no accidents, so we were in the homestretch. "Just do what ya gotta do," I told my classmate. "I trust you."
Everyone was cheering us on as we were coming back. It was a surreal feeling because in that moment we weren't divided into different teams, we were a unified group. Everyone forgot about their desire to win, and reached out to help me out of the wheel barrow. The teachers were stunned and stood there marveling at how bickering kids could work together when they wanted to.
I don't remember much of anything else that happened that day, but I will never forget how that simple little game showed the true meaning of teamwork. For a few minutes, I wasn't limited by my AFO's. I could be free to just enjoy the moment without worrying about getting tired.
Do you have any childhood memories that are etched in your mind?
I found my group over by the swings and waited for the games to start. You could feel the excitement in the air. One of the first races was the wheel barrow race. One person had to push someone in a wheel barrow all the way around the orange cone and back, and whichever team did this the fastest won.
"C'mon!" we all shouted to our teammates as we waited our turn. I was next. I hopped in the wheelbarrow as fast as I could and off we went. A massive black guy was pushing me (if I remember correctly). "Are you ready to fly down this hill?" he asked.
"Yep, just as long as you don't throw me overboard!" I replied. The next few minutes were a blur. We whizzed past the trees so quickly they resembled huge green blobs to me.
"Lord, help me not to get sick," I mumbled under my breath as I heard my classmate's feet pounding the grass. We made it around the cone with no accidents, so we were in the homestretch. "Just do what ya gotta do," I told my classmate. "I trust you."
Everyone was cheering us on as we were coming back. It was a surreal feeling because in that moment we weren't divided into different teams, we were a unified group. Everyone forgot about their desire to win, and reached out to help me out of the wheel barrow. The teachers were stunned and stood there marveling at how bickering kids could work together when they wanted to.
I don't remember much of anything else that happened that day, but I will never forget how that simple little game showed the true meaning of teamwork. For a few minutes, I wasn't limited by my AFO's. I could be free to just enjoy the moment without worrying about getting tired.
Do you have any childhood memories that are etched in your mind?
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