Read the passage below and answer the questions that follow
Juma was the fastest runner in his class at Mwangaza Primary School. Every break time, his friends would gather to watch him race across the field. He always won easily and never lost a single race. Because of this, Juma began to feel that he was better than everyone else. He often laughed at the slower children and called them weak.
One afternoon, the school announced a big sports day. Pupils from many schools would come to compete. Juma was sure he would win the long race and bring home the trophy. He did not bother to train hard like the others. Instead, he spent his evenings playing and resting, believing his speed alone would carry him to victory.
On sports day, the field was full of excited pupils and cheering parents. The long race began, and Juma shot ahead like an arrow. But halfway through, he grew tired and his legs felt heavy. A quiet boy named Baraka, who had trained every single day, slowly passed him. Baraka crossed the finish line first while Juma struggled far behind.
Juma was ashamed, but he learned an important lesson that day. Natural talent was not enough on its own. Hard work and practice mattered just as much, or even more. From then on, Juma trained with his classmates and stopped laughing at others. He became not only a faster runner but also a kinder and humbler friend.