we were kinda late; back from the hospital cafeteria. we arrived just as the theme was getting introduced. i wasnt feeling any good about that. so still panting by the quick walk, i sat with Laila and took out everything (papers and pens) to get ready for the next round. the food is still churning inside the stomach and i noe that it effects my mood. i stayed quiet.
since we won quite big the last time, we were being placed in Room 3. and this time we were the government! Kimi must be thrilled. but the thought of our opponents disturbed me since last nite i remembered Fakhry saying those who have to fight the school must have a hard time. just our luck; Integrated Islamic School, Kota Damansara. wanie, come on think positive!
Theme; ECONOMY.
what???
on the motion THBT Trade is better than Aid.
we started running towards the room, and whats even worse was that the room wasnt in the same building; it was beside this very building. great, that just swallowed up lots of our little quarantine time. i remembered that we were in the lift at one time, then we have to climb up the stairs because of some miscommunication. a sudden thought brought us even more panick; no one seems to have the Almanac book of facts! and since Laila will not be talking this round she has to pace back our moves and trace the book. poor Laila. everything was not right at that time.
meanwhile, we sat down and decided whether to go global/international or focus on only one country. we seemed lost without the book. of course, me and Kimi were hanging with no strings about what in the world would we be talking. my head started spinning again with questions like aid as in medical help (Persatuan Bulan Sabit Merah)..? ok this is not good. during the last minute, Laila finally caught up to us and gave us the missing Almanac. Alhamdulillah! and we also decided that this time, Fakhry will be the 1st speaker and Kimi will be second. our points werent that clear, what i can conclude at that time is just to differentiate things between Trade and Aid.
in the room, we met the same judge! (yes, the cute one).laila was our timekeeper. our opponents were all girls.and they looked very confident. while im deranged over some matter about economy, the judge introduced the debate today as he did to us previously. and with no further wasting time, the debate started. i noticed Fakhry's dad was sitting behind to watch the debate. there was also a lot of our opponent's supporters. i looked at my own papers, and laughed wickedly inside with a surge of fear; what the hell am i going to talk about?!
as usual, Fakhry introduced the motion and lead the role as the 1st speaker. he gave lots of explanations about the differences which i really really took note of. then came up the 1st speaker of the opposition, she was tall and spoke with great pomp. she stressed out about the poor countries who cant afford to do trade. and then Kimi was next, and he managed to ease off this debate with his starting off speech in Musleh. well, he didnt really have very strong points to talk about except to continue what Fakhry has been saying, and after a 4minutes + talking, he said "i guess i have nothing else to say" and everybody kinda smile towards his spontanity. even the judge laughed and made that as the highlights for the day. so came the 2nd speaker to stress out again and again about the poor countries which got me really annoyed that time because our yardstick was about "developing" countries, not "poor" countries. then suddenly something happened which got them pissed for a while. Laila accidentally rang the bell before the time it should and they happened to count the time as well. alhamdulillah the judge understood it was an accident and cleared things off. but im pretty sure that their lot werent satisfied. sorry for that but we have no argues for u guys to continue ur speech if u want. then finally it was my turn! i thought i was pretty calm because of the judge's face. LOL. firstly, i told them to cut off the "poor" countries and stick to the developing countries. and yes, though some of them are poor, they still manage do trade. proof? Indonesia! during the economy downfall in the 20th century. what i dont really understand is they compare to countries like Afghanistan in the middle of the war, and what if Tsunami came, should trade be useful? somehows i slipped the word "keen hearted" to them as to say maybe, just maybe they thought aid was better than trade in times of natural disaster only. the rest.... i can finally rest in peace during the reply speech (which i wasnt in peace at all)
the result was very surprising, again! anything is unexpected in Musleh. lol. well, we won! by a margin of 8! the winning wasnt that of a surprise but the margin was! and i thought that this school was a tough fighter. the judge said that the theme was economy and we managed to stick to it, while the opposition had been playing with psychological factor such as the natural disaster. he said that since he is a psychologist, he would give the margin to 8 but if the judge was an economist, the margin would have been even bigger. Alhamdulillah! i was beyond happy! and the judge also gave us another piece of advice. since this is the first timer for Kimi, he suggested Kimi to practice more and try to finish the speech in the 7 minutes time. as for Fakhry, he said he was a bit hasty (mind you judge, he likes to talk in a very fast mode to coordinate with his fast brain). and he also said to me that i didnt look very nervous this time. in the end, he gave the title of best speaker to me. i was so thrilled by OUR win that i didnt care. i wasnt aiming for anything like that. im more than relieved to finish up my 7 minutes! Hmpph, how peculiar things happened. in quarantine we were so in no control of anything. next thing we knew, we won!
i can only say Alhamdulillah.
to our hang out place; surau.
and some sujud syukur definitely.
Allahumma yusahhilna. ameen..
To be Continued.
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