[Tales of Happy World] The Race

In a prison there was a sports competition for inmates. It was for inmates who had been there for over 20 years. Their family members were also invited.

"I would like this event to go on without incident."

It was a very special event for both the inmates who had not lived with their families and for the ...families who had suffered.

Each of the final competitions was led with energetic cheering. Everyone was so excited and energetic, one would think they were elementary schoolers.

"Honey, you can do it…"

"Good job, son! Go!"

The highlight of the day was the race in which the inmates carried a parent on their back around the tracks. However, as the participants began gathering at the start line, the atmosphere became quiet and solemn. As the inmates offered their backs to their parents, the signal to start was given.

But no one took off.

A mother, unable to wipe away her tears wiped the tears from her son’s eyes…
A father, unable to get on his tired son’s back…
The racetrack became an ocean of tears.

A race without a first or second place winner.
A race in which the participants tried to linger on the tracks.

It was a strange race…
It was a race so moving, words can not describe it.
It wasn’t a race for first place.

But rather a race to spend just one more second with a parent.