"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who pointsout how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."
-Theodore Roosevelt

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Game Day

This week is Sports Week. I learned that Sport Week was this week instead of next week on Monday at 11:15 when we came back from watching the world's only one-horned rhinos from the backs of elephants at Pobitora National Park. (Turns out Asian elephants and Asian rhinos are really big...the 2nd and 5th largest land animals in the world, respectively.) I walked into school and asked if it was Sports Week and was told yes. I asked if there would be classes this week and I was told no. I was supposed to be planning sports week...

On Tuesday, with Nabakanta's help, I rounded up teams for a basketball tournament. 'Kanto gathered seven three-man teams (we eventually found an 8th team to fill out the bracket) and I scouted the girls that play dang at lunch or had shown interest in basketball and they came up with two four-woman. At the end of the day one of the girls came to me with four more girls for another team...it warmed my heart to see them taking initiative because the girls are pretty shy and none of them had played before.

In the afternoon, after telling all the kids that I would see them tomorrow, I learned that there would be no school on Wednesday. Wednesday was spent watching a goat birth and doing stuff.

Thursday was game day. The boys quarterfinals were heated games to three. Sweat was dripping. My favorite team was Team Grass - undersized but feisty, they used their 4'8" secret weapon Babul to defeat their first opponent and come dangerously close to beating the taller, older, and eventual champions Team B.Boys. The girls played a three-game round robin tourney, alternating games with the boys starting in the boys' semifinals. The girls resembled pack animals all running together after the ball. They played hard and dirty but I saw no blood and blew no whistle and they made some great shots, especially considering the multiple fouls occurring almost continuously. Team Niha went undefeated in two games and was crowned champion, outscoring its opponents 6-3. Prizes were distributed.  

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