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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Holiday Highlight

When the exciting holidays were almost over, I was exploring the lands on a beach near the duck pond with my family. As I run around on the hard sand with my cousins, out of the blue I get tired and I sat down. My little cousin’s caught me and started chucking the hard sand at my face. It was kind of funny at first, but then it got worse and worse, it was getting sorer and sorer. I got up and started running again, and then they got tired and they sat down. I just kept on running to where my Aunty was to take cover. I went back on the sand and started to play and then they came so I said to stop it and play, so they did and I carried on playing. It was lunch time and we had some chips and drinks. It was so nice, then I asked them to cover me with the sand. I just laid there like nothing was happening, then they started chucking sand at my face. I got up slow but I couldn’t, because the sand was to hard.
We went to the duck pond and started watching the ducks having a feed. All of them came to watch to but then I walked away and left them there. After that we had a swim,I went right out far, but I had to go back in because the kids were following me. So I went back in because of them. It was so boring because it was shallow and you couldn’t swim only lay on your stomach. With a feeling of tiredness we went home and had smoked fish and chips, It was so nice. I haven’t had smoked fish in a long time.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Cross Country for 2010


As I woke up I cringed' because I knew we ere having a team Cross Country. but I still got out of bed and walked to school reluctantly

In the cold and raining weather, surely it would be postponed in

this weather.

“No” our race is about to begin. The ten year old girls are starting to line up, and I can feel butterflies are starting to enter my body. They have come because I am so nervous. I’m panicking, my breath is coming hard I can’t stand to come last.

Right on cue Said “Mr Burt” as we lined up to go and race.

I was scared on your marks get set go. When I sore the other

Competitors spurting down the track. I through I was going to lose.

Half way around the field my energy drained out.

As we just gone out the gate all the spongy, watery, gluey,

And slimy mud went through my fingers as I slept and “splash”

I still got up and kept going until the very end. I can hear people cheering other people on. I looked up and saw Ala crossing the finish line and then Selena.I was like I need to get to the finish too,

I said in my head ( Champions never give up).

When I zoomed past lot’s of people I said in my head(yes I did it.)I know I didn’t come first or second but unless I crossed the finish line. As people were cheering me on and other people on, I just said in a tired, Trembling voice I have finally done it.

When I sat down on the grass, I felt tired. But I had a rest but my heart was still pounding. I felt worn down down. But when Mr Barks said Eight year old girls to the start line all the girls went. I asked mr Barks can I run again, I had confidence to run after I had

had rest to run with the eight year old girls.My leg weren’t tired enough.But Mr barks said “no”.