for two weeks now, mr. buan [our pe and health teacher] has been using up his saliva explaining how chess and scrabble should be played. fortunately, i was spared from staring at his glaring forehead as i was excused almost three quarters of the time he was blabbering about those board games emceeing and practicing for the parliamentary procedures. it's good that i have nothing to worry about because i am a master in scrabble [i'm serious. i won in our group's battle. lol] and, i know the movements of chess pieces although i'm still a neophyte [but at least i was able to defeat rhozen in my first amateur chess battle].
mr. buan tells us; "okay soo da tses and da iscrabble are recreational actibities okay, so we will hab awer praktikum awtside." okayokay. and so today, was practicum day. and, might i say, the first time i attended his class in a long time.
he asked us to group ourselves alphabetically having five members. grr. just because my surname starts in p and i happen to be b11 which is not a multiple of five, i'm excluded from the boy's group. grr, really. instead i got grouped with two other female outcasts and we formed this little triumverate. me, rhozen and diana. i have nothing against them but something about competing with a girl discomforts me. anyway that's not even the point. we started playing. and words started to be conjured up from the scrabble tiles. and for my first word; 'this'. which spells empty brain. well, at least i had the highest point. and for my last word; 'tax'. which spelled triumph in our race-to-50-points-game.
i didn't make such a big deal out of it since i'm used to being the winner in a scrabble session. so, i moved on watching the others drool on how they're going to win. until the defeated rhozen invited me for a game of chess. my heart pounded because i'm not well-versed in this game nor do i know the winning tactics. all i know is that the knight moves in an L shape the pawn only forward, the bishop diagonally, the rook vertically and horizontally, the queen in all directions and the king, above all else, he should be protected. all my mind was telling me was that it was only a game. but my heart tells me not to humiliate myself. the game began.
for some reason, the twists of destiny was on my side because although i did not know how to play, i won hands down. and it seemed like the chesspieces were congratulating me while the ones i 'killed' looked as if they really have died in my hands. lol. yey me. that ended my schoolday. two victories. one carefully thought of in a technical manner as if premeditated upon and the other allowed to be controlled by mere luck.
mr. buan tells us; "okay soo da tses and da iscrabble are recreational actibities okay, so we will hab awer praktikum awtside." okayokay. and so today, was practicum day. and, might i say, the first time i attended his class in a long time.
he asked us to group ourselves alphabetically having five members. grr. just because my surname starts in p and i happen to be b11 which is not a multiple of five, i'm excluded from the boy's group. grr, really. instead i got grouped with two other female outcasts and we formed this little triumverate. me, rhozen and diana. i have nothing against them but something about competing with a girl discomforts me. anyway that's not even the point. we started playing. and words started to be conjured up from the scrabble tiles. and for my first word; 'this'. which spells empty brain. well, at least i had the highest point. and for my last word; 'tax'. which spelled triumph in our race-to-50-points-game.
i didn't make such a big deal out of it since i'm used to being the winner in a scrabble session. so, i moved on watching the others drool on how they're going to win. until the defeated rhozen invited me for a game of chess. my heart pounded because i'm not well-versed in this game nor do i know the winning tactics. all i know is that the knight moves in an L shape the pawn only forward, the bishop diagonally, the rook vertically and horizontally, the queen in all directions and the king, above all else, he should be protected. all my mind was telling me was that it was only a game. but my heart tells me not to humiliate myself. the game began.
for some reason, the twists of destiny was on my side because although i did not know how to play, i won hands down. and it seemed like the chesspieces were congratulating me while the ones i 'killed' looked as if they really have died in my hands. lol. yey me. that ended my schoolday. two victories. one carefully thought of in a technical manner as if premeditated upon and the other allowed to be controlled by mere luck.
you probably think that what i'm writing about is non-sensical but i can extract some essence from it.
in every game, there will always be only two end-ups and two paths to triumph. just like in the case of chess and scrabble. you will either win or lose. but what really intrigued me was how different my strategies or lack of it were in the two games which later proved that luck and expertise although distinctly dissimilar can lead you to one location but with a groundbreaking difference.
to be an expert, one needs to be excellent whereas to be lucky one simply needs to be lucky.
it's merely like safety and taking the risk.
and taking the risk makes the difference. being safe doesnt ensure happiness or loneliness rather, it ensures hallow emotion.
risktaking gives the privelege of not knowing what will happen next, the feeling of excitement and emotional rush and discovery. consequently pinpointing courage and cowardice. the former for risktakers and the latter for safety ensurers.
just tale the road less travelled by and defeat your inner demons.
be able to say chackmate black king.
live out loud.
be unafraid to take risks.
in every game, there will always be only two end-ups and two paths to triumph. just like in the case of chess and scrabble. you will either win or lose. but what really intrigued me was how different my strategies or lack of it were in the two games which later proved that luck and expertise although distinctly dissimilar can lead you to one location but with a groundbreaking difference.
to be an expert, one needs to be excellent whereas to be lucky one simply needs to be lucky.
it's merely like safety and taking the risk.
and taking the risk makes the difference. being safe doesnt ensure happiness or loneliness rather, it ensures hallow emotion.
risktaking gives the privelege of not knowing what will happen next, the feeling of excitement and emotional rush and discovery. consequently pinpointing courage and cowardice. the former for risktakers and the latter for safety ensurers.
just tale the road less travelled by and defeat your inner demons.
be able to say chackmate black king.
live out loud.
be unafraid to take risks.
- luck: an eventful turn that defies the principle of default and expectation.
- expertise: a state of excellence that results to success and emotional stagnation.
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