Showing posts with label competition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label competition. Show all posts

Saturday, August 04, 2007

In Praise of H

And now it's time to honour H.

I almost posted a nicely structured bulleted list, with all the good stuff you need to know about her, but then, that seemed too easy. I tried something more formal and that wasn't right either.
I have nothing against writing long posts, or personal essays, but given past posts with our public squabbles and virtual bitch slaps, it always sounded sarcastic. (Possibly, I've been out of school for too long.)

With her background in creative writing, I thought H might appreciate something a bit different, something she wouldn't expect.

Her Haiku

Champion sister,
enjoy your victories and
remember you rock.

Her Limerick
H, a young lady about town
Was confused at being so renown
I cried, "Though you're small,
In qualities, you're tall,
With kindness and wit - don't frown!"

Her Villanelle
Thinking of all the good things I can say
Of H, that talented, wonderful girl
As a sister and friend, she's more than OK

Clever, sassy, sweet and ready to play
Not to mention pretty, with a gentle curl
Thinking of all the good things I can say

She protects our environment each day
She loves all animals - what a pearl!
As a sister and friend, she's more than OK

She cooks delicious foods, and can even saute
Her exercise regimen leaves you a-whirl
Thinking of all the good things I can say

When you're in doubt, your fears she'll allay
She'll make you laugh like a little schoolgirl
As a sister and friend, she's more than OK

I miss her now that she's moved away
Settled West, as a writer-cum-cowgirl
Thinking of all the good things I can say
As a sister and friend, she's more than OK

In all seriousness, she was fantastic during the competitions and deserves to be recognized. Kudos, little sister, I hope you like it. People, this is how I spent my Friday night.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Two Words: Woo Hoo!

It has been 4 days since my glorious victory, and since then I have been shuttling between Canada's most populous province, its richest province, and its most symmetrical province. So without further ado, here are the official competition results

Badminton: Winner H: 21-19
Miss "The Sun Was In My Eyes" M was not match for the Great H.

Swearing: Winner M: "shitty"
I was doomed with this one, for fuck's sake. But I did last almost 3 hours, which is more than anyone imagined.

Who laughs first: Winner M: "penis dans une boite"
We often amuse ourselves with nonsensical translations. Guess you had to be there.

Balancing badminton racquet on head: Winner H
M suggested this impromptu competition because she's always thought she had the best posture. Wa ha ha!

Hula hoop: Winner H
I imagined I was the planet Saturn, and it's like the hoop had always been there.

Standing on one leg the longest: Winner H
M got way to ambitious here. She hopped around the yard, which only served to tire her out prematurely.

Rock-Paper-Scissors: Winner H: 4-3
M tried to invent the "all-consuming demon," a trumping move, but I wouldn't go for it.

Spitting farthest: Winner M
M has a loooong history of spitting at me, so she'd had way too much practice.

Arm wrestling: Winner H
This was the sweetest plum. My sisters always bug me about being "so small" and "so weak" (e.g., my nickname is Halfpint). M is still reeling from the shock of losing to someone so "pocket-sized." I must go flex now.