Just some praising
Finally, my attachment is officially over! And it has been long since I last update, people there are fun as well just that I have totally nothing to do or I’m just lazy to do? Either way.
Went for Standard Chartered Marathon, as a first aider and there isn’t any case for me to handle at all, freaking bored but here come the interesting part that taught me something :)
I believe everyone think that it the ability in you that count, it what make you success, able to work effectively, some more? Does coming in as first speak anything? Or ……
The one that came in last and didn’t choose to give up that speak something else?
On the 7 of Dec, 5.30AM, the 40KM race officially start with a loud *BANG * and at 7.30AM, the first runner jog back and everyone clap! 2hours for 40KM, of course he worth the clap and I was like totally bored and actually hope to handle some cases so in my heart I’m wishing if there can be anyone start collapsing right in front of me? (Black hearted! Cold blooded!) But that how I really feel.
So I started joining in as “cheer leading” instead of being a first aider that bored me like hell. Just a simple job that was totally extra, clapping and cheering as well as encouragement those runner not to give up, okay, that how I shout “Come on! Finishing, don’t give up! Let’s go, you are near.”
At first, I thought I cheer for the sake of cheering so to kill time. But!! I saw one of the runners, in his 50, looked exhausted and sweating like no one business, anyway all runner look the same. He heard my cheer, my encouragement and suddenly he shouts “ALRIGHT! Everyone, let’s go!”
He ran pass me and say “come on! Give me a FIVE!”
A loud and full of strength *CLAP* and there he goes, continue running.
All of a sudden, my heart turns sour. I didn’t know my cheer for the sake of cheering actually turn someone who is going to give up into one who is fully motivated again!
Starting from this point, I cheer from the bottom of my heart, sincerely.
One, two, three, and four and so on….All got motivated and started running in front of me again after getting all those encouragement from the cheering team. *and I got a few high five from those runner*
and me? Having a cheering marathon while those runner are having their running marathon :)
While cheering, there came a very young little kid in his 5years old, with his totally drench clothing, holding on to his father hand and keep running. His dad, kept bending down his back so to talk to his son, smiling at him “David, we are reaching, are you okay? You want daddy to carry you?”
*That young little boy shake his head and continue running*
A sweet young couple, running with their cam recorder and the other hand holding to each other. The guy kept mumbling into his girl friend ear and shows a thumb up to her and they ran even faster after that, HAHA!
Finally, I heard “AHHHH!!”
I turn my head and I saw a runner holding on to his thigh and shouting in pain, I ran over to him and apply deep heat lotion straight and other two first aider was massaging him so to relax the muscle.
“Are you still able to carry on or you want us to carry you to one side and to take some rest?” I said.
“NO! I’m okay, let me finish the race man, I’m near” the runner said.
He gets up and continue running with one of his leg hopping…..
Throughout the 5hours of cheering, I nearly tears in between because I’m thinking if only everyone of us could gives some encouragement one another in other area of our lives, in other people lives. There wouldn’t be as much tragedy like now. Why encouragement only happen in this situation, in a marathon.
Tips for the day: Life is a marathon that requires you to run with great determination. It either you finish it or give it up, everyone need some praising, some words of encouragement and they might finish it with glory, though it may be not a fantastic ending but at least they are proud of themselves by finishing it. Like what I say, does coming in first speak anything or the one that came in last and didn’t choose to give up that speak something else?
