It’s Not ‘Heirididimate’

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Something across the room made a big beep. It was my clock. At 6 am, Saturday morning, I was already unsure of what was going to happen that day. It was the state spelling bee.

Something across the room made a big beep. It was my clock. At 6 am, Saturday morning, I was already unsure of what was going to happen that day. It was the state spelling bee. I walked into the Convention Center all ready to go, but a bit nervous. Somehow, I couldn’t tell at all during the written test that there was anything to be nervous about. Nearly two hours later, as I was watching kids walk up to the front to receive their placards for the afternoon, I didn’t know whether or not I was in. Lucky for me, I was speller #24 in the oral rounds. I blew through the first eight rounds, having studied all the words. Although the challenge was on, I was surprised to find that for the next 5 rounds I knew all my words, but hardly any others. I fell out on ‘hereditament’ \ˌher-ə-ˈdi-tə-mənt\ In the 13th round. After I got over the fact that I was not going to win the 73rd Annual Denver Post Colorado State Spelling Bee, I decided to stay and watch the rest (I tied for 4th, so it wasn’t that long.) After seeing two spellers drop out in a couple rounds, it was down to the winning word. After the word “oriel” was spelled into the microphone, Frank Cahill, last year’s winner, came up and presented prizes. But something didn’t really seem right. Although it was a very exciting experience, only about a tenth of the crowd was still there to see the awards be given out.