Coming back from the quiz, I informed my teacher that our team was going to win the national final next year. She gently explained that she’d been to a national final once before and it was very different to the regional competition. For a start, it was buzzer based. Wayne would start asking a question, beginning with obscure information and moving onto to more obvious clues. The first team to buzz in with the correct answer would win two points. She went on to explain that answering incorrectly loses the team a point so it’s very difficult to judge exactly when to buzz. “It’s very strategic. The top teams are unbelievably good, it’s a whole new level of competition.” she said.
It so happened that the national final that year was happening in a city just 40 minutes away. I suggested that our team should go and watch the national final and find out just how difficult it is. My teacher thought this was a great idea and organised the trip.
It was as she described. There were seven rounds of ten questions and the teams were hunched over their buzzers listening intently as the questions unfolded. There was a whole round just on authors, another on books which had been made into movies. We watched as the scores fluctuated wildly from round to round and the stress started to take its toll on some of the teams. It was terribly exciting. Afterwards, my teacher asked me if our team could have won. “Not this year but we will next year.” I replied.
We changed the focus of our training, incorporating more author biographies and creating questions that were like the ones we’d heard. Our teacher suggested an early morning book club at the school to help us and I started a Friday afternoon training session too.
This time, my teacher asked me for input on the teams and I gave her feedback based on the training sessions so that the team would have a good range of knowledge and the best chance of success.
We won the regional round and used the prize money to book flights to Cape Town for the final. At the final, we took the lead in the first round and steadily added to our score, only answering when we were sure. The other teams were forced to take risks to catch up and we saw the damage that negative scoring could do. At the end, we’d won easily and enjoyed a wonderful dinner with quizmaster, Wayne Mills with the beautiful Table Mountain as a backdrop. He was telling us all about the amazing things we were going to see and do in New Zealand, venue for the world final that year.
A flurry of training and fund-raising ensued. Five flights to New Zealand were going to be tough to fund. Luckily all other expenses in New Zealand would be covered. In the nick of time, we got the money together, booked the flights and it finally seemed real.
After the longest journey of my life – 24 hours travelling and three years preparing, we arrived at the boarding school in Hamilton which was to be our base for the week. The teams who had already arrived rushed out to greet us and show us around. The conversation just flowed and it was like we’d known each other all our lives.
The competition itself was tough. As three time champion, the UK were expected to win again and we were the rank underdogs. South Africa had never won in the twenty year history of the competition. For the first two rounds, we didn’t answer a single question. The international teams were a lot quicker off the mark than we were used to. We decided to take more risks in the third round which was graphic novels and we answered five questions correctly and took the lead. Then we relaxed into our game plan of protecting our lead and not being impulsive. Luckily we managed to adapt and not lose our cool.
I could write a whole post about New Zealand; the glow-worm caves, the Maori village, the hot springs and the many wonderful authors we met. But it’s the lively meal times, the late night conversations and the singalongs on the bus that come back to me when I remember this trip. That and raising the trophy for South Africa!
People ask how it felt and it was a joyous occasion, no doubt, but I’d have to say that winning in Cape Town felt better because it was the start of a journey whereas winning the world final was the end. We knew that we’d never have the joy of participating in Kids Lit Quiz again, something that had captivated and motivated us for so long.
So that’s why I started coaching the next year’s teams as soon as I got back to South Africa. It meant I could stay involved and help others to experience the joy that Kids Lit Quiz gave me.
I’ve since passed on the torch and moved on to other projects but Kids Lit Quiz taught me that anything is possible if you want it enough and have the passion to work for it. It’s been a great lesson and I’ve applied it to many other challenges in my life.