First activity: Rise your arms to the side of your partner. She did that, and her hand loomed over me in a menaceful fashion. She also put her hand in my head, as if measuring my head.
Second: You shall run against each other. Well, that I could do. I was the best runner last year, but this years growth had not helped and with her legs almost two sizes mine, there was little I could do. At last I would try to keep the last of my dignity.
The instructor even asked: Is everything okay? Are you sure you can compete? Don't you think you should compete with someone of your age?
Ok. now I was startled. Beggining to appear younger. I had to win this one.
So it started, no conditions asked. I run like hell. She was a walking tower all along, it was hard keeping up against her legs at first, but then she started feeling her weight, and it sure gave me an advantage.
So, the teacherous brat, that absolutely sore loser faked a fall, when it was obviusly that I had surpassed and would beat her on the race.
She claimed she could not run, but that she would rather do another games instead.
So the instructor told us that we would do a game of armwrestling, much to my horror.
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