Winning Isn't Everything

27 Winning Isn't Everything Jimmy was good at everything. He was a good athlete. He was good at music. He did good in school. I couldn't stand the fact that he was always first in everything he did. So when I heard that there was going to be a soapbox race, I thought, “ This is my chance to teach him to be more humble. " Everyone worked hard all week to build the best race car. The day of the race, l saw his racer. Of course, it was beautiful. It was red and had a big flame on the side. It was smooth and had wheels that looked very expensive. I was so upset and angry that I did something I should not have. When he wasn't looking I kicked one of his expensive wheels. " Now let's see who wins! " I thought. I got back in my racer and waited for the race to start. BANG! We were off-slowly at first, and then faster as we picked up speed going down the hill.

Jimmy and I were both pulling away from the pack. Suddenly, his wheel started to wobble badly, and then it came off! He started to swerve! I realized I had made his racer dangerous. He couldn't steer it as we approached the big turn at the bottom of the hill! The race was mine to win, but I realized that I could not win this way, no matter how much I disliked Jimmy. I hit the brake and grabbed his cart to keep it beside me. I had to steer and brake for both of us. We stopped just before the edge of the road, and the other racers flew past us. He thanked me for saving him. “ Jimmy, " I said, “ I kicked your wheel because I could not stand to see you win again. I'm sorry. " It was hard to admit what I had done, but Jimmy forgave me and we eventually became good friends. I realized that winning isn't everything, and so did Jimmy.