I think Katie says that for several reasons. The first one is that when uncle Katsuhisa asked her if he could beat Lynn by chess, she decide to say the truth, which is he can’t beat Lynn, although that may hurts her uncle’s feeling. Another one refers to Lynn. In chapter 5, Lynn began to change. She made new friends and change her style of living. That may made her popular at school or did other good that we don’t know, but this change surly hurts Katie’s feeling and made them living in a different world. I think there have to be at least another reason—although I haven’t finish reading it, but I pretty sure—about Katie in the future. Until now, she was a naive girl who always believed in her sister. So when she grows up and discovers more things about the real world, especially for a Japanese kid in America at that time, there must be a hard choice waiting for her.
Here comes my story. In fact, when I was a kid in primary school, I was eager to do well in everything. In another word, I used to be very afraid to lose.
At that time, I am good at long running. At least, I am the best 800 meters runner in our class. Our P.E class teacher, which is also the coach of our school’s track-and-field team, noticed me and wanted to persuade me to join his team. The first few days, I was glad to do that and looking forward to win some games for my school. But later on, gradually, I found out that all other members in this team were better than me. And according to their description, they were just in the middle class which meat that I was probably could be beaten by most people in a game between districts or even schools. I became afraid, afraid to lose, especially after training for a long time, so a thought came into my mind: quit this team.
But it was very hard to decide. The coach, who thought me was very smart and hardworking, liked me very much. He seemed like didn’t care about the result and just wanted me to have a try and experience this game. I was in grade five so he believed if I had some game experience as he planned, I could surly be the top player in our team. And my parents didn’t care about the result at all. They are the kind of parents who would cheer and be proud for their son even if their son only got the last rank, as long as he tried his best.
During that time, the idea of quitting this team always bothered me, beeping around my mind all the time. I could neither concentrate on study and training. I even thought about it while I was eating or sleeping. One day before the game I finally couldn’t stand the pressure any more, and I told my parents about my feeling. Actually, they wanted me to have a try on it, but considered about my feeling, they didn’t push me and called my couch and helped me to quit the team.
That was a really hard choice that I had to make. Until now, I still can’t tell whether I did right or wrong. There doesn’t have an answer. If I took part in the game, maybe I wouldn’t be afraid of games anymore. That’s a possibility. But anyway, I still gained a lot from that experience. I choose to take this class to train my English and decide to study abroad someday. This is a hard choice as well, but it can never compete with the previous one.
Because people grow.
Hi Ewan,
Well, no matter which icon I hit, I can't get the response to follow the post. I hope to figure it out for the next time. In any case, to steal a page from your style book, here comes my response:
I liked the way you made a transition--created a verbal bridge--from the summary of places in the story where decisions had to be made by the fictional characters to your own personal experience. I also really got drawn in by the suspense of would you, or would you not, follow your coach's advice. The way you described how you decided to not follow his advice was very moving:
"I became afraid, afraid to lose, especially after training for a long time, so a thought came into my mind: quit this team."
I am a real fan of conscious repetition for emphasis, and that double use of the word "afraid" was stylistically perfect. It also linked up beautifully to your opening where the word "afraid" appears and sets the stage for what's to follow, "I used to be very afraid to lose."
This is great work, and it really pulled me in personally (I, too, don't like to lose). Please let me know, either in the forum or in an e-mail, if you would like me to send you via e-mail a somewhat more formal response to your writing, of the kind an instructor might make on the papers you write for college in the States.
See you in Class, Laraine