Cross Country Recount

I sat down on the icky mud trying to touch my toes. We eventually got up. Mr Rolfe lined us all up on the bright white line waiting to be run over. Smoosh! We all trampled over the squishy mud. I ran like the Sahara wind going down the hill and into the school gully. As I came into the gully I realised I had another big hill coming up. I zoomed along the hedge and down the slippery slope. Next I jogged by the gigantic naked trees that stood by the after school care room. I made and extra boost for the finish line. A smile spread across my face.  I was proud.   

By Peter Room 8