Cindy's Blog

Our class relay was on Wednesday, October 12, 2011. Actually it was the class relay for all of the 7th, 8th, and 9th graders, bilingual and experimental.

It all began at 12:30pm, halfway through lunchtime. That morning, it had been announced that at 12:30 we all had to go to the track to watch the class relay. I totally forgot. At 12:25, I suddenly looked up from the book I was reading and found myself totally alone in an absolutely silent classroom, which totally freaked me out. I went out into the hallway and met Tinya, one of my classmates, on her way to the field. I walked/ran to the field ahead of her and met Hannah, another classmate, the new student, who was wondering where we were supposed to find the rest of our class. Luckily, we found the rest of the class soon and we all sat down to enjoy the relays.

The first class relays were for 9th graders. There are 6 classes for each grade, 2 bilingual and 4 experimental. Each class was given a different color uniform. There'a green, dark blue, light blue, yellow, gray, and pink I think. The winning team for 9th grade had a green uniform. The yellow team, I think, got last place. Then, after the 9th grade relays, was our relay, the 8th grade relays. 

We had the yellow uniform and 8A had a dark blue one. The race began and we were in the lead. The race was going pretty goodt for us until the middle of the race. The person running was a nice girl called Lucy. She was passing the baton thingy to an irritating boy that we call by his last name, Chu. He's the shortest person in my class, short enough to be able to pass as a 2nd grader, and he's one of top 3 in my Most Irritating People I Know List. Anyways, Lucy was passing to Chu and she apparently missed his hand and dropped it. As most people know, there are specific rules in the relays and if you break one of them, your class gets disqualified. Well, our PE teacher had explained a few rules the last time we had PE and one of them was that the person who dropped the baton had to pick it up. Apparently, Lucy got mixed up and didn't hear it properly. She thought that Chu was supposed to pick it up so they got into an argument right there in the middle of the track, in the middle of the race!!! By the time they figured it out, we were already 4th place. Lucy picked it up, handed it to Chu and Chu took off running. He was pretty fast but not fast enough... 

When we finally got to the last person, David, we were only 3rd place, almost 2nd. The training team, me included, kept cheering like mad, but when the race finally ended, we were 3rd place. Everyone was really really disappointed. We were so awesome, but we lost. I think the green team won, again. And then we heard the awful news that the only other bilingual class, 8A had been disqualified for some unfair reason. Apparently, this experimental runner had crashed into Benjamin, who was waiting for the runner in his class to pass him the baton. Apparently, the judges thought that he had intentionally blocked that runner and so they disqualified 8A. We didn't have much time to mourn our loss and 8A's disqualification, before the 7th grade relays started. 

The race began and we were all cheering for the bilingual classes in 7th grade. I think it was 7A and an experimental class that was tied for 1st place for majority of the race. The other classes weren't too far behind either. 7B, I believe, was at around 4th place, nearing 3rd. But anyway, back to 7A. Something happened, I think in the second-to-last round of the relay, but I'm not really sure what. I think Victoria's sister from 7A dropped the baton or something. Anyway they suddenly fell behind and became 3rd place, right in front of 7B. Then, around the end of the race, I think 7B passed 7A and then the race ended with 7B, 3rd place and 7A, 4th. We all went back to our classroom, disappointed. What a sad ending.