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“Once More to the Lake” by E.B. White
Q2a) Write about a place that you would like to share with others, and describe how it became significant to you.
Every so often, I will pace up and down the track, or simply just lying there, enjoying the cool evening breeze brushing against my face. The track seems normal enough, but I just love the way the track smells, the way the heat warms up and energise my body, and most importantly, the memories that it brings back.
I grew up on the track. Since I was a toddler, my father would bring me to the track every evening after dinner. At the age of nine, I took up track as a sport under the influence of my father. That was when my life started to change. The track had become my second home, my refuge from the daily hustle and bustle of busy school life. It had become an integral part of my life, a place to relieve stress, to challenge myself, to run my hearts out.
The track is also where I made many friends and found joy in life. The encouragement from my friends and teammates, the harmless rivalry between us, the help that we gave to each other and the friendship that we had forged were unforgettable. We shared our joys and pains, successes and failures, delights and frustrations together. Though we came from different background, we shared a common trait, the love for the track.
However, most importantly, the track is where I learned many valuable life lessons. Being a hurdler, life, to me, is like a hurdle race. Every hurdle represents an obstacle in life, such as failures, setbacks or challenges. Once the race starts, there is no turning back. Approaching a hurdle is never easy, as it takes tremendous mental concentration and courage. In life, obstacles are unavoidable. We have to be brave and have the tenacity to face up to our challenges. Even if we fail, we still have to move on. Even if we fall, we have to get up bravely. Life has to carry on, and there are still many more challenges up ahead. There is no use grieving, nor will withdrawing help. Instead, we should learn from our mistakes and improve and correct ourselves so that we can overcome the rest of the obstacles. The challenges ahead are never ending. Only after we had conquered all of them will we succeed. Road to success may be full of sweat and tears, but that is how life works. No pain, no gain.
Time really flies. The little boy that once crawled around the track curiously had unknowingly been transformed into a teenage boy that now calls the track his home. Many things have changed, but the track remained the same. The rubbery smell, the intense afternoon heat, the heat waves that permeated the surrounding. Time seem to stand still at the track.
The running track, it is the place where I grew up, share my ups and downs with and learn valuable life lessons. It is the place where I achieve the impossible, the place where most of my memories resided. It is a part of my life, a significant part.
Q2a) Write about a place that you would like to share with others, and describe how it became significant to you.
Every so often, I will pace up and down the track, or simply just lying there, enjoying the cool evening breeze brushing against my face. The track seems normal enough, but I just love the way the track smells, the way the heat warms up and energise my body, and most importantly, the memories that it brings back.
I grew up on the track. Since I was a toddler, my father would bring me to the track every evening after dinner. At the age of nine, I took up track as a sport under the influence of my father. That was when my life started to change. The track had become my second home, my refuge from the daily hustle and bustle of busy school life. It had become an integral part of my life, a place to relieve stress, to challenge myself, to run my hearts out.
The track is also where I made many friends and found joy in life. The encouragement from my friends and teammates, the harmless rivalry between us, the help that we gave to each other and the friendship that we had forged were unforgettable. We shared our joys and pains, successes and failures, delights and frustrations together. Though we came from different background, we shared a common trait, the love for the track.
However, most importantly, the track is where I learned many valuable life lessons. Being a hurdler, life, to me, is like a hurdle race. Every hurdle represents an obstacle in life, such as failures, setbacks or challenges. Once the race starts, there is no turning back. Approaching a hurdle is never easy, as it takes tremendous mental concentration and courage. In life, obstacles are unavoidable. We have to be brave and have the tenacity to face up to our challenges. Even if we fail, we still have to move on. Even if we fall, we have to get up bravely. Life has to carry on, and there are still many more challenges up ahead. There is no use grieving, nor will withdrawing help. Instead, we should learn from our mistakes and improve and correct ourselves so that we can overcome the rest of the obstacles. The challenges ahead are never ending. Only after we had conquered all of them will we succeed. Road to success may be full of sweat and tears, but that is how life works. No pain, no gain.
Time really flies. The little boy that once crawled around the track curiously had unknowingly been transformed into a teenage boy that now calls the track his home. Many things have changed, but the track remained the same. The rubbery smell, the intense afternoon heat, the heat waves that permeated the surrounding. Time seem to stand still at the track.
The running track, it is the place where I grew up, share my ups and downs with and learn valuable life lessons. It is the place where I achieve the impossible, the place where most of my memories resided. It is a part of my life, a significant part.
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