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If two-a-days become unbearable |
| Why am I here Off to camp early, Thursday. The bus is hot. What a long day. (Why am I here?) "This is your room. Not the Hilton's best. For you and your roommate, it's just a place to rest." (Why am I here?) Temperature one-o-five, maybe one-o-seven Coach said we could practice to ten, or eleven. (Why am I here?) All we need is a "C", we hear the coach say. Back to school and homework, what is this? I am getting an "A". (Why am I here?) What was that coach? Do not block that way? You must be strong not only today. (Why am I here?) Finally, it is game day and time to play Will this team fear us or make us pay. (Why am I here?) My body is spent and the air thin, did the coach know this when he put me back in? (Why am I here?) "What is this?" the coach said with a grin? "Not the same team as last year. You really did win." (Why am I here?) "A champion and leader in life." our parents said with a tear. Now I know WHY, and thank GOD, I AM HERE Bruce R. Holt |