It's been a week since i found out that there's a hole the size of a ten-cent coin in my cartilage. So that means no more high jump for me. Something thats been part of my life for the last 16 years. Gosh... I'm not super upset... but it really makes me think about how much high jump has changed me, what it has given me and what it has taken away from me.
The greatest lesson i believe i have learnt from it all is that - We have the ability to make choices. Some of which i can remember include....
- Choice of whether to join track or NCC in sec 1
- Choice whether to still 3rd language or quit for more training time
- Choice of whether to go Japan on holiday or go ASEAN school
- Choice of whether to go VJ or carry on in HC
- Choice of whether or not to chao geng in commondos to continue high jump
- Choice of whether to quit it altogether
It shaped my life and I'm where I am now because of this extraordinary gift from God. Not the guy that people won't want to have in their telematch in P3 anymore ever since i got it. And it's still part of my life now, but in a very different form. I'm now a teacher, a coach and a mentor. Basically I'm a story teller who tells children about the choices I made.
I just read my fren's blog. She seems upset. I hope she feel better soon. Dunno why she's feeling down and all about jumping, but I just know one thing for sure...
Don't live for your achievements or title which is history. Live for yourself and your loved ones and run a good race for God.