Wednesday, November 14, 2007
RACE
The race has begun.
I was getting ready to run.
I was excited.
Miss Squries said 'Go', and I sprinted like a cheater.
My heart was pumping hard.
My leg was sore like someone was punching it.
I ran my fastest and .... I came first
Athletics
WE had Athletics at school.
Taiapa jumped up and he made it over.
He came second in the 9 year old boys.
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I like your poem Blessing especially the part about running like a cheater.
It would be nice to read some more of your poems on your blog.
Ms Squires
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