This is my story about the weekend I went to the airport to watch the planes. Here is my story.
As they launched off, I ran after them. It felt they like they were going to crash.When the wind banged the edge of the planes, it was like it went kaboom. It felt exhausting trying to keep up with the planes. We had a look at all the cool and different planes, some were old, some were new and they had all different colours. It was amazing.It was pretty hard to see them when they were flying really high.If I was a polite and flying it would be real fun. There was heaps of people there going to watch all the planes.
If you got to fly in the plane how would you feel?