And how proud it is to raise a championship cup!

When we were practicing running in the flood mud.
When we learned running on the way from school to work. As we stopped running with sob because of short breath.
When we worked so hard with our hands and ran so hard with our feet.

Now the sweetness of raising this cup and touching the snow of joy on my cheeks is sweeter as I pass the hardships …


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