The next morning we went to the announcing of the people who qualified to undergo serious training for the Olympics. There were only 10 spots and there were 50 competitors. So there wasn’t a big chance that I would get into the top 10. There only one to go there wasn’t much chance for me to get in. “And our last qualifier Thomas Beetlejuice.” What were the chances of that I had made it into the training team for the Para Olympics. Training begun the next morning I was so full of energy that I felt like an electric fence. The Winter Para Olympics were coming up in nine months. So we didn’t have much time to get ready for them. Every day was just hard training and strict eating. But it seemed to make me and my fellow qualifies fitter. This routine was strictly kept for eight months.
Then we got ready to go to Vancouver. 24 hours later we were in Vancouver getting used to the Para Olympic village. There finally the day had come the Para Olympics were starting in a few minutes the opening had been marvellous and defiantly something to see. There they had started the first competition was one kilometre sprint skiing. I got ready for it the next day excitement bubbling in me like a cauldron of hot oil. All my competitors looked well trained and fit. But some were part of my group I had qualified in.
“Boop!” That was the start of the first event in the Winter Para Olympics. It was amazing to compete against people as good as me. But I had to keep my mind on the race and watch out for the guy who had knocked me over the first time. I was holding my position for most of the race only sometimes getting into first place. “There was the finish line! “Was there anyone to knock me over?” “No I don’t think so.” So I went ahead and used all I had got to get to first place. I was only a few metres away from first place. “Would I make it?” I had to try.
And then it was over I had no idea if I had beaten the person in front of me. The judges were working it out with the electric timer that had recorded our time. “And the winner of the 2010 Winter Para Olympic one kilometre sprint is …” There was a pause. Everything was eerily quiet.” Thomas Beetlejuice and Colin Smith. From Australia and England.” I had won I couldn’t believe it. I had actually won in the Winter Para Olympics. I stood on the podium and thought that I would burst at the slightest touch. I was filled not with air but with pride.