"Whatever happened, brat?" I said, hugging him back.
His face was woebegone. "Pappa will be very angry wid me, he will shaoud at me."
"Tell me what happened..." I replied. His classmates came tumbling out and one pulled his hair. "Manral, you lost, I won." The brat took a wild swing at him with his swimming bag and missed.
"So what, next time I'll come first," he replied defiantly.
I asked the boy who had come first, "Congratulations, you won the swimming competition, did you?"
"Yes," he said happily. "I came first. L came second and the brat came third."
"What?" I exclaimed, "Can you repeat that?" He did so happily. I asked the brat if that were, he nodded his head much like Prometheus on schedule for his daily date with the eagle.
I hopped and skipped and jumped around in glee, but not too much glee, you know.
And then I played it cool. "Fantastic that you came third with such little practice."
"Yus, and wid som more praktiss I will come fusht next time."
Source:
http://karmickids.blogspot.com/2012/07/all-hail-new-swimming-champ.html
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