A sailing experience
The water looked so calm, so tranquil. Yet, the water surface of East Coast hid the strong currents-even stronger than what I had experienced in Sembawang for my sailing training. Upon hearing the signal for us to launch our sail boats every sailor took their positions in front of their boats, before towing them into the water. Near the shore the wind was relatively light. But before long, I was out in the open sea. I was filled wiht adrenaline and excitement. this would be my first time participating in a regatta. The coach asigned to my brother and I had briefed us on the race course and the rules, and now, the Silver Fleet made a beeline for the starting line- an imaginary line between the 'comm' boat and a buoy. As I cruised along the starting line, I glanced everynow and then at the mast of the comm boat. There were two flags fluttering gently in the wind. Three more minutes till the race began! Time moved painstakingly slow. Three minutes felt like half an hour but before...