I’m not sure what prompted a wave of nostalgia, today, though I have a clear recollection that I was mulling “What if?” things about my life. The first thought that surfaced was to do with my sporting life. I left Jamaica as a 6 year old in 1961 and became a sprinter at school in London. I went on to win the county high schools championships in 100m in the early 1970s. London had a population of 6 million. I then thought about the fact that we have just had the national ‘Champs’ event, when high school athletes compete. Jamaica has a population now of about 3 million–much less back in the 1970s. So, my simple what if was about whether I could have been national schools champion.
I’ve had this thought, often. 🙂
Part of the reason for thinking about it was that I don’t have deep in me any of the common high school affiliations and rivalries that surface, especially, around sports events.
Also, in the UK, there’s no comparable big recognised rivalry between schools across any sports, except between some public (ie private) schools. Of course, in any locality, rivalries exist between schools for a range of reasons, but nothing to spark county-wide interest and certainly not national interest.
Was my life the lesser for maybe starring on the wrong stage? I’m not complaining.