The tournament (2)

Principal Harris strode confidently onto a podium in the school's lush garden. The eager participants gathered before him, standing a few meters below the elevated platform, their eyes fixed on him in anticipation of his speech.

Principal Harris stood confidently before the crowd of students, his voice booming with enthusiasm as he greeted them. "Welcome!" he said, ensuring his voice reached every corner of the gathered assembly.

"This is the first time our school has held such a contest." His eyes swept across the youthful faces before him. He leaned forward for emphasis, a sparkle of excitement in his eyes. The students, meanwhile, appeared tense, their bodies rigid as they listened.

Principal Harris paused, a warm smile spreading across his face. "We tried our best to leave a lasting memory of such a day."