March Madness is not just NCAA basketball for us; there have been three debate tournaments in March. Crazy. I haven't had a chance to comment on debate tournament number two yet, and it needs a comment:
Rex and Lucy came in first.
One hundred and eighty debaters.
Rex was the third place speaker.
We had sent Rex to San Diego with friends, so we were not there in person to celebrate. But I do believe that if our windows had been open, and Rex had been listening carefully, he could have heard us screaming with excitement.
And this last week we all went to Santa Rosa for the last part of Debate March Madness.
It was a different experience.
We laughed hard as Rex and Lucy had to debate three times in the men's locker room at the school where the debate was held. There were no showers going while they debated, but once or twice there was a distant flush heard from across the way. These are memories we will never forget.
And when breaks were announced (breaks being those teams who had winning records and go on to debate in octofinals and quarterfinals), Rex and Lucy did not break. Win the whole tournament a week before, no breaks this week.
I would say I am disappointed except that, when I got on the computer last night, I read these words on my son's facebook page:
That's called competition. You win, thank God for His blessing, and celebrate. You lose, thank God for His blessing...and celebrate with the people that won.
And I am thinking that I have a lot to learn from this wise young man whom I am honored to call my son.