A cute love story

I was walking past the kelvingrove park on this bright sunny day (a rare one in Glasgow),  and suddenly came across a bunch of toddlers playing ‘relay’ (a game where you grab a stick, run down to your group mate and pass it on the him/her, then this person passes on to the next and so on). They were probably having a play class during school hours and were accompanied by a couple of teachers. The game was going good and was quite fun to watch those kids running around the park, having fun.

Amidst this there was a cute little boy standing in the middle of the second team and was constantly talking to a girl right behind him. With just two or three more players in front of him, he was anxiously waiting for his turn to come when he could exhibit his athletics. Finally it was his turn and all he had to do was to firmly grasp the stick – run hard to the finishing pole - run back – and pass on the stick to the girl and become the hero. 

He was prepared to give his best and make an impression. With full confidence, he grabbed on to the stick, and ran with all the energy he had. Usan Bolt in the making. Touched the finishing pole and turned about in style. His confidence boosted up to the seventh heaven as he looked straight and that girl was blasting her tonsils off shouting “faster Peter, faster”. May be just tried too much or just a bad luck I would say, unfortunately his ankle bent and the next moment he was lying heads down on the ground. This was probably the most disheartening sight I had seen in ages. The lad was shattered. He couldn’t believe what just happened. He was so very ashamed of the fact that he couldn’t make it and perhaps because of him the girl might lose out the game. He lay there on the ground for about thirty seconds or may be more and was at his wits end. Finally one of the teachers had to come for the rescue, as she pulled him up and passed on the stick to the next player.

Poor little chap, quietly walked back to his position as the game continued. He could not look into the girl’s eyes anymore as he had let her down. She came by stood behind him, tried to console but he was too shattered. Don’t know if they played again or not. But I am sure the next chance he gets, would be the best performance ever made by a person. I wish I am there to witness the moment when he wins the game and can cling on to his princess. ;)