Growing up in Hong Kong, I still remember how I felt when I heard the thundering drumbeats. How my heart pounded with those drums. I cheered on my favorite boat as the rowers dipped and sliced their oars in rhythm with the beats. The oarsmen bent and pulled in perfect timing.
The boats glided on the surface of the water so smoothly, they looked as if they were being pulled across a sheet of ice. One boat would surge ahead, then another, as the crews wrestled for the lead. Electrifying chills would shimmy up and down my spine as the rowers propelled their boats across the finish line. The first team to grab the flag at the end of the course won the race.
Source: Yim, Natasha. “Dragons Race on Water.” Highlights. Vol.n 65 No. 6 Issue No. 704: 10.
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