Thie year's competition was a complete disaster for many schools. Many who used to train very hard did not make it to the finals and yet many more who trained so hard were not able to get even a good placing in the competition.
Ask what were the exact things the committee wanted, and it would be quite confirmed that nobody really know what was expected except perhaps for functionality and campcraft skills.
Just talk about the ability to house 9 persons sleeping in the competition, i think only 2 schools fulfilled the criteria. Yet the ranking was not reflected in that way.
And these are just some of the many other things that i am feeling so frustrated over. At the end of it all, it seems that luck could perhaps be the biggest player.
So why are we training so hard for? Glory when we do not know how to achieve it besides putting in our efforts?
If today's judging was fair and transparent, how is it that we are not able to list out our mistakes clearly besides guessing? How is it that the chief judge could announce "ease of entry" only when everything has ended?
So many days of our lives, so much sacrifices.
And when we thought that at the end of it all, we could at least leave with the thought that at least we have tried our best and that we are just not as good, we leave with so many doubts and unjust feelings.
When we thought that perhaps we could be at least closely bonded and maybe even set a good start for everlasting friendships, we were seemingly given a nil for an answer.
What happened to everyone when everything came to an end? Why was there no opening of hearts? Why were people anxious to leave?
Because we cannot swallow our defeat? We cannot show our feelings?
We don't care?
Were our efforts come to waste? Or was it just me?
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