The Relay Race That Changed Everything

Our school's sports day was coming, and every class had to enter a relay team.

I was the slowest runner in Class 3, so I never expected to be chosen.

However, on Monday morning, our coach Mr.

Lin put my name on the list.

I felt nervous and asked him why.

He explained that our fastest runner had hurt his leg, so we needed someone who would not give up.

During practice, I dropped the baton twice, which made my teammates worried.

Instead of blaming me, they stayed after school to help me practise the handover again and again.

On the day of the race, I was the last runner, and our team was in third place when I got the baton.

Hearing my classmates shouting my name, I ran as fast as I could and passed two runners.

We finished second, and everyone hugged me like we had won gold.

That day I learned that teamwork means trusting each other even when someone is weak.