Now, Looking Down On Swimming Babies

Continuing from the previous post, about how I'm always doubtful of my brother, Kitten.

He wanted to join his school's swimming carnival.
When we asked what he wanted to join, he said everything.

Is this boy serious?!

So he signed up for

• 25 metres Breaststroke (Level 2)
• 4 X 25m Tube Race (Level 2)
• Water Games 2

Sheep and my first concern,

"Do you even know what a breaststroke is?!"

"Yeah! ... Erm, yeah?"

Not the most convincing answer.

And yes, we are very bad sisters, aren't we?

by  Sun-wing on deviantart.

Finally, when he jumped into the pool, we were surprised.
Kitten actually does know how to do a breaststroke.
Even more shocking, he got first in his group!

Again, Sheep and I were slapped by reality.
Our brother, our baby brother, is pretty good at something.

We were amazed,
couldn't contain our excitement!

... Until we saw another group of students doing another round of breaststrokes.


Could it be... 
(-_-") *awkward pause*

Kitten did get first,

but for the WRONG CATEGORY!

He was supposed to be in Level 2, but he competed in Level 1.

So for the next swimming carnival, we'll make sure he's in the right category.

He may not win the competition.

But he won our respect.

Looking Down On Babies

I'm sure everyone have faced times when their families doubt whatever they do.
My family is not that different.

Kitten (nickname).

My brother.

My BABY brother.

(Although he'll be 10 this year)

He likes to participate in activities. Which is fine.
But I'd doubt he'd win.

Yeah, maybe I look down on him.
Maybe it's because he seems a little wimpy at home.
Or maybe because I still think of him as a baby brother.

Few years back, he entered a colouring contest.
Sheep (my sister) and I looked at his artwork and laughed.
It wasn't ugly... But I guess it just looked funny to us.

When they announced the prize winners, Kitten eagerly stood near the stage, hoping for his name to be called.

Sheep and I just laughed.
While my mom went to Kitten and told him,

"You didn't win, dear. Now, move aside. Don't block the way for the winners."

"And the third place winner is... Kitten!!"

Yes, right at that moment, Kitten's name was announced.

Sheep froze. I froze. Mom froze.
Then she quickly cheered for him to go on stage, while we chased him with a camera, laughing at the sheer randomness of it all.

The person we doubt, proved us wrong.

You'd think that we learned our lesson after that, right?

Well, wait for the next post.

A similar episode, but with another random twist.