All of the senior school walked to the point engalnd reserve. Everybody had to wait for Mr Burt. TJ and I got bored so we started playing with the grass, we were chucking it at each other, it was fun until Gabriel started putting grass down my back he was been annoying.
¨Finally¨ I said as Mr Burt had arrived to the reserve. ¨Can the the ten year olds come to the starting line please¨said one of the teachers ¨Oh well I guess that´s me¨ I thought. We all walked up to the start line, I was thinking what place I might come.¨Take Your Mark, Get Set, GO¨ Shouted Mr Burt.
I started to sprint, as I got to the shelly path I started to think of an idea. I thought that I just might, by the slightest, get a reasonably good placing. Sadly I didn´t. The environment was clean and the air was fresh it felt nice.The track was made of dirt and sand it felt funny when you walked,ran or jogged on it it was like a special isolated island.
I started to jog when I was half way to the finish line I started getting tired so slowed down Mohammad had sped up to me I started to sprint again. I finished. I had beaten Mohammad.I wonder what I came.