“That’s going to sink, you better know how to swim.” 
That’s what I was told before I was lifted into my physics boat. I looked across to the other side of the pool and decided I was going to show them what I could do. I had watched the earlier boats that had sank, they had gone too slow, letting the paper soak up the water. I pumped my arms as hard and fast as I could. I broke the sides of the boat, the wood bruising and cutting the insides of my arms. Everyone was screaming at me to slow down, but I ignored them, I wouldn’t be like those other groups that failed when only a foot away to the finish line. I just kept pushing my arms back and rowed the boat to the end of the pool. I proved them wrong. They underestimated me, not realizing that when I’m determined to get something, I’ll somehow reach it in the end.