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Learning from Mistakes   One twenty-four hours that I will probably never forget is the day that I had to play Jonathan Walker. He was easily the best table tennis imposter in our school and he had even been offered to play on the subject field Junior team. I remember the match as if it was yesterday.   It was the time of class when competition smelled thick in the air and everyone was excited about Inter-House Sports. I was particularly involved in Tennis and Chess but I was really excited about Table Tennis as I had been named Vice-Captain.   It was a grueling school day that had ended with an arduous 120-minute interpersonal chemistry practical. The school bell that rang was like sweet music to my ears and the only perspective that whisked through my mind was that of going home and sleeping in my big, satisfactory bed. Just then, I remembered that the Table Tennis contest between group C and Team D which also incidentally the finals, was at 400 p.m. I sluggis hly changed into the clothes that I had in my locker and headed for the Games Room. I was very tired and hoped that I would have an easy opponent. However, this was not to be my lucky day. The captain of our team, Jason, was sick so I had to play the opposing captain, namely, Jonathan. Panic and doom were those thoughts that dominated my mind when I was told this.   However, I was eer an optimist and tried to convince myself that I could defeat him (Yeah right). We approached the table and shake hands. In the few initial minutes, we warmed up, just casually mass meeting the ball around, but even then he was playing weaken tennis than I ever had. The coach then blew his whistle which reason the warm up and signaled the commencement of the match. At this point in time, I tried to swallow all the fear and anxiety that I had and to casing my opponent valiantly and courageously. The match began and before I had fully realized, he had won the first game 21-05. He had won it with the utmost ease, returning(a) even my best shots without any struggles or even remote difficulty. I tried not to feel discouraged, saying to myself that he still had deuce more games to win and that I would not give in without a fight.