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Walkathons - the Money Part

There is something about walkathons - the money part. I dread the last day of the first semester exam when the teacher brings a stack of blue and white cards and announcing the beginning of the walkathon. Some kids are really enthusiastic. They start right off, bringing their cards to shopping centres and markets, walking for hours down the corridors, catching any passer-by for a bit of money.

The fact is, my school is poor. It doesn’t get any money from the government. And so, both teachers and students are not exempt from ‘begging for money’. No one likes to ask for money, whether for themselves or others (unless you are a professional beggar or just plain thick-skinned). I always wait till the last few weeks before I prey on the unfortunate colleagues and friends of my parents, who are always kind enough to donate quite some money.

Last year, though I couldn’t remember, the teacher announced that I got over 300. This year, forget it. My target is 150. I still got one more year to be embarrassed for my school.

Some feel proud for helping the school. Good for them. Unfortunately for me, I probably won’t feel that way ever. Only when a miracle happens.

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