The bus ride to Macritchie was different today. It rained so hard that some said God was trying to tell us something. If that was the case, i think God was trying to tell all of us that no matter how bitter, how tough, the odds may be, the human spirit, the spirit of a true Josephian, will always triumph. Because after the rain, high up there in the sky, like a brilliant bridge, like a promise, was a rainbow. To me, it seemed like a sign, a sign of things to come, a victory so tantalizingly close now. So close we could almost reach out and taste it.

Roy and Qin hong, i am proud of you two. Truly am. i saw, WE saw how you two pushed to the end. We know how much you two have gone through. And we know you two tried your best. And for anyone to attain that goal, to reach out for their personal best, makes them a winner. A winner is not someone who recieves medals, a winner is not one who beats the rest. A winner is one who beats himself by trying his best. And Roy, Qin hong, that is why you two are winners.

There is definitely a bright future ahead for the both you. With every storm comes a rainbow...