"Ready... go! Ready...go! shouted the administer of the football team. We ran back and forth for about 40 yards each run. Followed by running low around dummies and crawling on the dirt 5 times each person around the dummies. After that we all lined up horizontally on the 105 yard field and ran forward then stopped at the blow of the whistle, but when the whistle blew we stopped and made a 3point stance and stayed still until the next whistle blows. Running back and forth then getting down is a very strenuous work.
After an eternity of toil, I still wasn't going to capitulate from getting stronger and faster. 30 minutes of training and warming your muscles is adequate enough for a day no more than that. I started to agitate because I realized this is all the coaches fault. Stupid old man and stupid bald guy, their not even the head coaches, they're just the outcast.
Suddenly the practice was disrupted by a truck with two men on the back that threw smoke out of the car so most people thought it was a smoke grenade but I knew it was smoke to kill the newborn mosquito eggs that just hatched from the rain. Most of those bugs just ate citruses and other plants. My indifferent response to the disturbance made me not look at it. Actually all I saw was the illiterate misspelled writing on the top of the truck.
After too much excessive action I started to have that asma attack again. I thought that this problem would be permanent for life. At least I had my time of respite. But when I tried to breathe it sounded like a whistle and I felt my lungs were wrapped and I was going to die. The urgency of my problem called for the super inhaler. Some 8 year old kids who accepted menial work from the coach knew what to do because my mom embarrased me and told the whole team about my problem. I got the inhaler and made my puff. I still wasn't feeling better. I fainted for about a minute and thought that I was going to end up in a hovel because my mom wasted too much money on me. But luckily that was just a dream.
Your story was quite enjoyable. Please print a copy so that we can make some corrections and you can repost.
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