Rivals³⁰

When we started the race, I was absolutely the last person. A young girl went ahead of me and told me that she was not going to be last. What an insult! But after two or three hundred metres, she surrendered.

Then, after 600 metres, whom did I see? Vince! He was my first rival. I was watching him and watching him, following him very faithfully. After 1200 metres I saluted him and passed him.

Then I saw Sarama just before we came to a hill. The hill was my worst enemy. I said, “Perhaps those two will go ahead of me.” But fortunately they did not go ahead of me.