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- Herausgeber: The O'Brien Press
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
OLYMPIAN, WORLD CHAMPION RUNNER AND IRISH SPORTING LEGEND 'Sonia walked to the start line with the other athletes, her tummy full of butterflies. She could feel the eyes of the crowd upon them. Sixty-five thousand people, all here to watch their race. She had dreamt about this moment for so long, and now it was here.' As a little girl, playing with her friends in Cobh, Co. Cork, Sonia O'Sullivan was known as the fastest runner. When she joined a running club and started to win races, she began to dream of the Olympic Games. Through her talent, dedication and her ability to get back up and dust herself down when things went wrong. Sonia went from an ordinary girl who loved to run to an extraordinary world class athlete. The story of one of Ireland's greatest ever athletes -- and a dream made real.
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Contents
Chapter One
Sunny Days in Cobh
The sun shone down on Wilmount Park in Cobh as the local kids met up in their usual spot.
Sonia loved nothing more than being out in the fresh air with a big gang of friends. Those long summer evenings when they had nowhere to be and nothing to do but play for hours on end. They were ten years old and they hadn’t a care in the world.
‘What’ll we play?’ Catherine asked.
‘Hide and seek!’ suggested Deirdre.
Deirdre said she’d be seeker, and the rest of the gang spread out, running in all different directions, finding hiding places behind cars and bushes and around corners.
Sonia hid in a garden, crouching down behind a bush, its spiky branches brushing against her bare arms. She didn’t dare peek out in case Deirdre was searching already. 8
She heard giggles and whoops as some of the others were caught. She stayed where she was, waiting.
She heard footsteps getting close and held her breath. Could she dodge around the bush and escape? But then Deirdre pounced on her. Game over!
When it started to get dark, it was time to head home. Sonia and her friends strolled back together, not wanting the evening to end. As they came to Catherine’s road, Lisa got a wicked look in her eye.
‘I dare you to knock on the door and run away!’ Lisa said.
‘OK. But you’re doing the next one!’ Catherine replied.
The other girls huddled in a bunch behind the hedge, watching as Catherine crept up to the front door, hoping not to be seen. They laughed at her terrified expression as she rushed back to them.
‘You should see your face!’ Lisa choked.
‘Let’s see you do it then!’ Catherine said.
One by one, the girls took turns to tiptoe up to a front door, press the bell, then run and hide, giggling to themselves as the irritated homeowner came out 9to peer down the road.
‘Now you, Sonia!’ Eileen said.
Sonia hesitated. The house they had just come to had the longest driveway on the road. And there were no trees or bushes to hide behind – just wide, smooth lawns on either side.
Lisa saw her hesitation. ‘No bother to you, girl!’ she said. ‘You’re the fastest of any of us!’
‘Go on then,’ said Sonia, never one to refuse a dare.
She was almost holding her breath as she crept up the driveway, watching the windows for any sign of movement. She stood poised on the doorstep, hand outstretched to press the doorbell, body already prepared to run.
Ringggggg!
Sonia turned and fled, her footsteps light as she dashed down the driveway, diving behind the hedge to the safety of the group of girls. Her heart raced with the thrill of running, the thrill of not being caught.
‘Look!’ whispered Lisa, peeping around the hedge.
Sonia peeped too. There was a whole line of cross-looking mammies standing on their doorsteps. 10
‘Those kids!’ one said to her neighbour.
‘Have they nothing better to be doing?’ she replied.
The girls pressed their hands over their mouths to stifle their giggles.
When Sonia got in, there was a lovely surprise waiting. Dad was home!
‘Dad! Why are you back already?’ Not waiting for an answer, she ran into his arms for a big bear hug.
‘Whoah, don’t knock me over,’ Dad protested, but he was beaming from ear to ear as he held her tight. ‘My ship got in early! So you lot will have to put up with me for a few extra days this time.’
Dad was in the Irish Navy and was often away from home for weeks at a time. Sonia loved when his ship was docked at Haulbowline and he would take herself, Gillian and Tony on board for a look around.
Mam was pottering about making tea, in that contented way she did when she had all the family around her. ‘Good timing,’ she said. ‘You’ll be able to take Sonia to the Milk Run on Saturday!’
‘I’m looking forward to it already!’ Dad said.
Chapter Two
The Cobh Milk Run
The Milk Run was always a special event in Cobh. It seemed to Sonia that everyone in the town was taking part. If they weren’t running in the race themselves, they were going to help out as stewards, or giving out the prizes, or just coming to watch and cheer on everyone taking part.
The Milk Run went all around the island of Cobh. It was quite an adventure to go to the other side of the island, especially on foot and with all your friends for company. Sonia always enjoyed the day out. There was a great atmosphere around Cobh, with the streets hung with bunting and everyone stopping to chat to each other as they made their way to the race. 12
Sonia had been busy getting people to sponsor her to take part in the race. She’d gone around to neighbours’ houses and they’d each filled in a line on her sponsorship card, agreeing to donate something for each mile she completed. The Milk Run was ten miles long! With lots of people taking part they could raise plenty of money for charity.
At the halfway point in the race all the runners got a chance to have a bit of a rest and a glass of milk straight from the big churns in the farmer’s field. Then they’d be full of energy for the rest of the race!
Sonia got to the halfway point and gulped down her glass of milk while she waited for her friends. Christine caught up with her first.
‘I thought I could keep up with you, but you were too fast for me!’ she panted.
Sonia laughed. ‘I was just dying for a drink, so I sprinted that last bit!’
Johanna joined them next. ‘Quick, get me some milk, I’m dying here!’
The girls sat down on the grass with their milk, enjoying watching all the runners coming into the field looking badly in need of a break. Some of the 13faster ones had already taken off again and were well on their way to finishing. But the Milk Run wasn’t really a race – it was all about the fun of taking part together, not about who finished first.
Feeling refreshed after their break, the girls got to their feet once more.
Sonia was jogging along, feeling a bit full after her glass of milk, when a man who was also running in the race caught up with her. Running alongside her, he said, ‘You know, you’d probably be pretty good at cross-country running.’
Sonia pictured the island of Ireland on the big map hanging up in her classroom. Surely he couldn’t mean running the whole way across the country?
‘What is that?’ she asked cautiously.
The man laughed. ‘It just means running through the countryside – country lanes, fields, mud, all that, you know? Not on a road like this one.’
‘Oh, OK,’ Sonia said.
The man moved on. Sonia watched him go, thinking about what he’d said. She liked the idea – the sounds and smells of the countryside all around her. And the feel of soft grass under her feet, instead of the hard tarmac surface of roads. She’d give it a 14go some time, she decided.
* * *
Sonia and her friends thought it would be fun to join Ballymore Cobh Athletics Club. They’d heard all about the fun that club members had, getting to travel to represent the club at races all over Cork and beyond. Then there were the end of term discos which were legendary!
Being part of a club would give the girls a chance to learn more about running technique and improve their fitness and stamina. Sonia was excited about getting to develop her running properly.
Sonia was glad to have her friends with her when she went to her first training session. It might have been a bit awkward not knowing anyone. But she soon realised they were kept far too busy to have a chance to feel shy or uncomfortable.
First they did a warm-up jog. Then the coaches got them to do a faster run, and then put them through a series of sprints.
Sonia was exhausted by the time the session ended! But she was also on a high. It was brilliant 15to find a tribe of people who enjoyed running as much as she did.
‘Well done, Sonia,’ the coach told her at the end. ‘You’ve got great potential – keep it up!’
Sonia glowed.
Chapter Three
Community Games
‘All right class, it’s time for PE! Line up there please, nice and quiet now.’
PE was Sonia’s favourite subject. She sometimes found it hard having to sit at a desk all day. It was especially tough on sunny days, when she’d find herself staring out the classroom window, longing to be out under the blue sky running around with her friends. PE always broke the day up nicely.
Miss Byrne waited until the boys and girls had formed a neat line.
‘Now, we’re going to be doing some running today, and practising the high jump and long jump. Can anybody tell me why?’
‘Are we training for the Olympics?’ asked John, 17who always had something cheeky to say.
The class tittered, but Miss Byrne remained serious. ‘Close, John! We’re training for the Community Games.’
A series of ‘ooohs’ went through the group.
Sonia loved taking part in the Community Games. It was a big competition for children with lots of track and field events – races and relays, high jumps and long jumps, shot put and javelin throwing. When you weren’t busy taking part yourself, you could hang around with your friends watching other people’s events, and there was a tuck shop where you could buy treats.
Miss Byrne led the class outside and told them to jog slowly around the playground to warm up. Some of the class started complaining they were tired after just one lap, but Sonia was dying to start running properly.
Miss Byrne lined them up in groups. They were going to run 100-metre sprints first. Sonia wasn’t so keen on sprints, but she did her best and came second.
Next was 400 metres – twice around the yard.
‘Urgh, that’s too long,’ Deirdre complained. ‘I’m 18tired already.’
Sonia bounced from one foot to the other. ‘Just don’t start off too fast,’ she advised her friend. ‘That’s what most people do, then they have to stop!’
Sure enough, John, Mike and Elaine took off at the same pace as they’d run the 100 metres. Sonia held back, and Deirdre, puffing a bit anyway, stayed with her. Before they’d finished the first lap, John and Elaine had both slowed down to a walk and Mike, although he was still running, looked shattered.
‘Come on, we can catch up with Mike now!’ Deirdre said.
Sonia knew instinctively that it was still too soon. ‘Not yet,’ she said. ‘Keep going at this pace. After we pass Miss Byrne we’ll make our move.’
‘OK,’ Deirdre agreed.
They passed John and Elaine, who tried to speed up again but couldn’t.
‘Now!’ Sonia said just as they got to where Miss Byrne was standing, watching them all with a critical eye.
Sonia sped up and Deirdre did her best to keep up with her. Mike realised how close they were behind 19him and tried to go faster, but he was exhausted. He could only watch as the two girls passed him out.
‘Last stretch!’ Sonia said. ‘Final spurt, OK?’
‘You go on,’ Deirdre panted. ‘I can’t go any faster!’
Sonia hesitated. She didn’t want to leave her friend. Then she realised Clare and Gerard were coming up behind them. They’d gone for the slow and steady approach too and still looked like they had plenty of energy left.
Sonia wasn’t going to be beaten by those two! She spurted, a streak of green in the brown playground, reaching Miss Byrne a good ten metres ahead of the next pair.
‘Well done, Sonia!’ Miss Byrne said. ‘You’re going to do us proud at the Community Games!’
* * *
Over the next few weeks Miss Byrne gave the children lots of chances to practise their running. They did it every week in PE, and some of the children stayed on after school to do some more training.
All the hard work paid off. At the Cobh Community Games, Sonia won the 800-metre race! This 20meant she could go on to represent Cobh at the bigger event in Cork city.
Lisa came running up to give her a hug. ‘Well done, Sonia! And guess what – I won the 200 metres! So we’ll get to go on the bus together!’
‘That’s brilliant!’ Sonia said, hugging her back. Days out were so much more fun when you had a friend to share it with.
Mam was delighted to hear Sonia’s news.
‘Isn’t that great?’ she said. ‘Sure aren’t you always running everywhere? Now you have a medal to show for it! And another day out to look forward to!’
‘You’ll be the best of the lot of them,’ Dad declared. ‘You’ll be running for Cork next!’
‘Can I go too?’ Gillian, Sonia’s little sister, wanted to know. ‘I can run very fast!’
Sonia laughed. ‘Maybe when you’re older,’ she told her. She felt very proud to be representing her town at the Community Games.
* * *
The day of the games was bright and sunny. Sonia 21felt so excited as she got on the mini-bus with the other children from Cobh. She had her packed lunch in her bag – sandwiches, an apple and a packet of crisps. More importantly, she had money to buy a few treats!
‘Here you go, love, buy yourself something nice,’ Dad had said as he waved her off, pressing some money into her hand.
They had a sing-song on the bus to pass the time. They got so loud that the bus driver shouted at them to keep it down. Sonia and Lisa giggled to themselves, hiding behind the seat in front of them.
‘We’re here!’ shouted Mike.
Sonia and Lisa pressed their faces to the bus window. The Community Games were being held at a community centre with a running track outside. A huge banner hung across the entrance, welcoming all the participants. There were people milling around everywhere, excited children messing about, pushing and shoving each other, while parents and coaches tried to keep them under control. A couple of adults with clipboards and baseball caps seemed to be in charge.
Sonia thought back to the first time she had taken 22part in the Community Games. She was very small, only about seven, and so excited to be running in her first race. She had done the sprint with a big gang of seven-year-olds. She didn’t even remember who had won, but she did remember the nun, Sister Rosario, who had a big box of lollipops waiting for them at the end, win or lose.
Now it suddenly felt much more serious. She was running for more than a lollipop – she was running to represent Cobh, and maybe even win!
The bus pulled up in the car park, and the children tumbled out. Sonia and Lisa went to check when their races were on. They had a little while to wait, so they found a good spot near the finish line where they could watch the other races.
‘I wish our races were on first!’ Sonia said.
‘I know!’ said Lisa. ‘Then we could just relax and watch the rest. Now I’m all nervous!’
They cheered loudly for some children they knew. John came second in his race, so that was a pretty good result for Cobh.
When it was time for Sonia’s race, she found her nerves had disappeared. She just wanted to run!
She was thrilled when she crossed the finish 23line in first place. She’d beaten girls from all over County Cork! It was a fantastic feeling to win her first big race.
Chapter Four
Born to Run
Summer was nearly over. Soon it would be time to start secondary school, and all the changes that would bring. The holidays had gone far too fast, just like they always did!
