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Submitted to Contest #103
Falling down a hill makes for rather unusual teatime conversation. I was seated in the living room with my mother and her best friend Harriett recounting my teenage version of “How I spent my summer holidays.” I had just returned from spending the summer on a mountain climbing course in Banff National Park in the Canadian Rockies. After the usual rhapsodic praise for the natural beauty of the area, Harriett asked me what my strongest memory from the summer was. I paused, debating whether to tell the truth. The conversation got even odder bef...
Submitted to Contest #74
The last 10 days of my career as a CIA Case Officer were among the most fulfilling of my life - professionally rewarding, filled with adrenaline-charged excitement, and even a budding romance. Ultimately, these halcyon days ended in the most disappointing and heart-breaking way possible. I wish that I could turn back time, but time no longer means much where I am now. These recollections haunt me still, whether they last 10 seconds, 10 days, or even 10 years…but their duration is immaterial now. As is often the case, the relationship...
Submitted to Contest #66
The 800-metre race is possibly the most intense competition in track and field. Part sprint, part endurance race, this distance taxes the body, bone, lungs, and the will every step of the way. This is really true in the last 400 metre lap when you body is running on empty, and especially in the last 200 metre sprint to the tape when you often have nothing left but the will to win. I had trained for track virtually my entire school career, and now as a college senior, I was on the verge of being selected for the Canadian National Olympic T...
Submitted to Contest #65
           No one is more surprised than I am to be telling the story of my first (and only) Halloween as a ghost. I really did not expect to have this dubious honour until much, much later in (my past) life.           I contracted COVID-19"Who knows where?" It may have happened at the “small neighbourhood gathering” of 20 people at school year end, or possibly in the grocery store in early July when someone behind me in line sn...
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