Thanks all for commenting on the photo colin, sebastian and leon were close. it is a story about me comparing my life with my children to show the difference between the life of the different generations. Yifan what you commented is just the setting you did not even guess. Peisong try harder nect time

Imagine this:

In front of me, i see the scenic view of a far away house. As i look down from the hill, i see the view of the whole forest below me, i feel as if i am at the top of the world, taking a deep breathe, the air here feels much fresher that at home, in my apartment in the city. The skies here seem brighter in the day and the dark skies are the most beautiful thing i have ever seen. The forest and sky blend into one with perfect harmony. The house fits in like it was meant to be there.I still remember the first time i came here when my parent brought me here as a child. I said in a naive tone," Mom, one day i am going to live here, and live here with you! we could lead a carefree life!". Now i look back upon the days where i was so childish, a smile came on my face as the innocence of a child is lost forever, one day i am going to bring my child here too to see what he would say. maybe it would be different, maybe it would be even more naive and innocent.

Story of my life

Story of my life

“Success is not always about winning, but the journey” this is what Jerry Sloan, head coach of the Utah Jazz NBA team said in the 90s when they lost the finals. This quote is extremely true in my case just that I took my own sweet time to understand it, but now after my first year in Hwa Chong basketball team, I have finally seen the light. I can still vividly recall the day when we lost to Fajar secondary school. It cost us the fourth place in the zonals and a chance to play in the nationals. It was the basketball season and we did well for our first round of basketball. From the very beginning of the match the scores were running neck to neck. We were sometimes leading by only 1 point and then trailing by 1. After being a part of a winning basketball team in primary school, I was accustomed to winning and losing was ‘unacceptable’ in my dictionary. Having such close scores was also unusual and I was uneasy with the looming thought of defeat. I tried to score as much as I could but to no avail, I only scored 8 out of the mere 43. In the end, we lost by just 1 point. It was a great disappointment when we missed the last shot and lost the victory that was just within our grasp. How could this even have happened? Weren’t we stronger than the other team? These thoughts circled my mind as I pondered on the loss. It was really a disappointment to me as I thought that only few of their players were good and we missed too many shots. Although it was ‘unacceptable’ to me, I had to face the truth and accept that loss. My emotions took over and i cried. It wall to let my grief out. It cost us a change to go further. The year has been hard on me, but I have learnt many things, but its not always about winning. I have my wonderful teammates to thank for going through these ‘turbulent’ times with. We had bonded as one and now we are as close as ‘brothers’. We have gone through all those ups and downs and we are closer than ever. One of them would be Sebastian. He has helped me in many ways and I thank him for being by my side each time. Over time, our team has improved. Although we are not as good as those teams at the top, to me we are the best. It’s not always about winning to me now. Some may think that at the adolescent age of 14, one should not reflect upon one’s life and should live the moment, but I think that only by learning from errors of your past could you be able to do better in the future. The internal conflict going within me has been resolved by this very statement made by Jerry Sloan