Winning is not at all important

of what it seems to be a prestigious event, a table tennis tournament that every table tennis player is willing to join, the determinant of greatness among players in our province, the gathering of diverse culture, the union of separated brothers and sisters of our homeland, all in one game that started it all.,, in the three days grace that we've journeyed, the perspirations, muscle cramps, backaches, headaches and blistered sore toes and other parts of the body.weve taken them all, the mental teasers ive been, all came out honored and flown with flying colors like the vintas of zamboanga,after all the toil ive got the ever elusive 2nd place in this tourney ruled by older men, dominating all over armed with their experience and veterans psychology., and ive proven my worth to them. every ounce of strength not wasted for me, every ligament almost torn and cruel exhaustion,. i thought everything is forever this way., all the people thier posed their menacing features. some silent like a deep river, some are like volcanoes echoing., the gym were at, its like humongous, its not like that im ignoramus or something,its just its a big piece of concrete, the place was quiet until we came and took over the floor, its slippery and not pleasant to play with
every game played was not wasted, it feels good winning, and it feels not that bad when losing., but its much better to win (chuckles). in each game, im with myself, hearing the beating of my own heart inside of me, doing right decisions i must take with lightning speed at once or else ill get eaten alive by 0ldermen, in each game i played, it all becomes clear and present to me, the art of winning and finishing ones opponent before they can back with their momentum., oh it feels so good. feels so nice felt good, feel good, no regrets at all. after the day was done, i sat alone in my cognitive thinking garden, reflecting and thinking, like im wasnt like the great thinkers before, but certainly thinking. reflecting and thinking hard.,
and suddenly i came up with one essential point of view and a principle, then i thought of the people im with, with that tourney. the faces that ive saw and looked at me as a person, the eyes that saw my soul, one that did not deprived his/her hand.
the tongue that gave advises and morale, the people im with all the way., the friends
and the people ive met, they've been so good to me and i thank the good lord for bringing me unto them., ive been to selfish for myself., and these people here., made me.wat i am now,growing boy, who used to be a child, thus, i will never disappoint them, for whatever ive learned to them, ill take and cherish., and i hope they'll stay the same, maybe not forever because life is a constant change, but for times we humans need each other, the complexity of us, made us unique.like no man will never be an island, and thats the thing that struck me., and with you friends, winning the tourney is not the most important thing. but the things that matters most is the friendship you've garnered and the learnings of life you've taken. i believe


Gerald "Geek" Galindez