RAYS OF THE SUN

‘The programme commenced in a colourful way as the programme moderator welcomed everyone with an elated voice. The first event was a match pass. Various houses were beautifully arrayed in their wears; filing out in an attractive echelon to display their dexterity in match pass and also to showcase their performance of calisthenics. This event beautified the field, just like an Ancient British Battalion going for a war. The Yellow House was the first to match pass the spectators. Whilst this was going on, the Green House was at the edge of the field, taking cognizance of the flaws of Yellow House. When the Yellow House reached the spot where warm welcome reception was to be given to the guests of honour and spectators, everyone gave them a resounding applause, especially when they beheld the beautiful costume that the House queen and flag bearer put on, like a peacock in the Garden of Eden. The Yellow House was immediately followed by the green house, which by now was determined to sweep away the crowd by their performance. The bang-bang-bang-bang-bang of their footsteps were perfectly and simultaneously done, just like Nigerian Army Parade. As they approached the table where there were guests of honour, they suddenly took the crowd by surprise when they began a breath-taking performance of calisthenics. The house queen along with the prince presented a bouquet of flowers to the chairman of the occasion. Fortunately, heaven smiled on them as every heart in the crowd cheered them with a loud noise and applause. For a while the match pass continued and finally drew to a close. The game was about to take a new dimension. It was the track event. All the participating teams were all set on track; pressure mounted higher on the minds of each athlete as excitement hit fever pitch. Although each one of the runners had confidence in them, however they had a bit of a jolt about the ability of the other contestants. Samuel was representing the Green House for hundred meter track race. They were all fully set waiting at the scratch of the shot of the starters’ gun. Samuel raised his head up and all he could see was cluster different kinds of people as they engaged in boisterous conversation probably on who was going to take the lead. So, then he pondered very fast as his heart beat ceaselessly. The torch of athletics was lighted and taken round the field by the sport prefect, whilst the moderator did a short story on the history of athletics which began in Greece long, long ago. The gunshot went in a jiffy. All the runners sped off in their energy. Each put in all their energies to make sure they take the lead. Each runner applied pressure to outwit the opponent, and finally they approached the finish line. They were as fast as Cheetah, but of course the prize belongs to the winner.’