If at First You Don't Succeed.

I felt as if a python was squeezing my belly, which was fluttering with an entourage of butterflies. I clenched and unclenched my sweaty palms in a rhythmic motion and tried to keep a straight face. Words and alphabets randomly swam before my eyes and I tried my utmost to concentrate on anything but the event, which loomed ominously before me--the first round of the Dawn spelling bee! You probably think I was one of …

…bee, but to life itself." My students did not make it to the finals of the spelling bee, and had to battle a surge of disappointment. That batch I had trained for the spelling contest, has now graduated. They are wrapped up in their college lives. But I know for a fact, that the experience chiselled them and shaped them, and aided them in evolving into better students, better countrymen and most importantly, better humans.