My PE teacher by Alisha

The gentle breeze brushed my hair. The sunset rays glinted brightly in the clear water. Palm trees swayed to the gentle breeze in the warm tropical sunset. It was perfect to have an evening jog.

Training for 1.6km is hard. What makes it harder is when you are obese. What makes it even harder is when you do not have a trained physical education teacher. I think day and night about those athletes in the Olympics Games. How fast they run makes me very envious. I will strive and run as fast as I can for my 1.6km. Practice makes perfect.

On that particular Friday evening, I decided I was going jogging at East Coast Park. That fateful evening, while I was doing my warm-up, I noticed a man in his forties running very fast. He looked very fit. A man four times my age would be so fit while I could only run a short distance and start panting like a dog.

I started jogging a few minutes later. The man who was like a charging bull slowed down. I did not think much of it as I thought he was tired and wanted to slow down. The man’s legs started to turn wobbly. He was swaying from side to side. Both his palms were on his chest. Just as I was approaching him, he collapsed. I stood rooted to the ground. I had never encountered any situation like this. I was really clueless.

I checked his pulse rate. He was still breathing but very slowly. Blood was trickling down his forehead. I thought the impact when he fell on the ground was too hard. I checked his pocket and found an identity card. He was in his early forties. I looked around, hoping to find any passer-by but there was none.

I whipped my water bottle and wet his face. To my surprise, his eyelids gave some light twitching and opened up slowly. I took out my tissue paper and clean his forehead gingerly.

I took him to the doctor. The doctor said he was suffering from tiredness and had overworked. The man was thankful for my help. He assured me he was well enough to go home on his own. I did not continue with my jog that evening. The earlier episode had burnt enough calories.

You never guessed what happened at school the next day. During PE lesson when I was expecting the untrained PE teacher to conduct my PE lesson, the man that I helped came. He was our new PE teacher and a very qualified one.