Saturday, January 7
chapteh
chapteh. my parents used to play with that. no wonder mom is so good at kicking that piece of rubber with feathers sticking out of it. never knew the power of chapteh until today. chapteh brought the few of us together. we started kicking and all of us had our own speciality. some could use their entire body to play, some just had the instinct to use their hands, some could kick really high, some made funny noises when they miss the chapteh, some could kick with both legs, some could do very nice headers! it was interesting to see each one of them kicking it in their own style! such a simple 'toy', yet many emotions were brought out. our target was to get everyone kick the chapteh at least once. we failed many times, but through that, we learnt perseverance. also, whenever any one of us couldn't kick the chapteh, it caused us to be a little irritated with ourselves. and finally when everyone kicked the chapteh, that made all of us jump and a wide smile spread across our faces. at times, someone would make a funny mistake, and that just sends all of us laughing away. occasionally, someone does an amazing save/kick then we'll go, "good one!" we also had to learn how to put aside our discomfort (sweat) and focus on reaching our target. see, playing chapteh is not as simple as playing chapteh.
help me to trust.