This week on Tuesday I had cross coutry. Only the year fours, fives and sixes went to cross coutry because it was raining here. We took a bus, when we got there it felt like I was going to lose. We brought our chromebooks there so we could play minecraft.
My race was third it went so fast, then I got called up I lined up and got ready and then… boom we raced off and at the end I came first, I am going to West coast.
This is what I felt like:
Inside, my tummyfeels like jelly.
Inside, I wonder if I’m going to win.
Inside, I feel nervous, like there are butterflies in my stomach.
Inside, I am cold, and I don’t want to do it.
Outside, I feel rain falling, making the track all muddy.
Outside, I hear people getting called to the starting line.
Outside, I feel I will lose my mind,
Outside, I hear Mrs King calling me up to the starting line.
Inside, I breath slowly,
Inside, my legs feel wobbly,
Inside, I remember what my friend said “ You can do this.”
