Splish Splash was the sound of my shoes as I made my way down the track , covered in thick boggy goo. It was a hot sunny Friday day , Pt England School were having their annual event , School Cross Country. Many people believed it was going to be a COLD and UGLY Friday , but instead it was a NICE HOT day.
As I made my way around the corner of our school field , I entered a swampy pile of mud. ‘ YUCKY ’ I said surprised by the goo running down my shoe. When will this nightmare ever end. My friend Tule said , ‘it’s just the beginning -.- . What a nightmare .? The heavy gooey mud caused my legs to drag along the grass.
Trying to make my way through the bush walk, the mud caused me to slip and I landed on my bum splat,’I just sat there laughing like there was no tomorrow , but as soon as I stood up it looked like I had had
an accident in my pants. I didn’t really care because I knew
it wasn’t real. So I kept up with my friend Tule. We still couldn’t stop laughing about it’ but we got through it.
SLIP SIDE , SLIP SIDE . Was my motto for the day, because thats all I did while , trying to make my way down the track. I ran past everyone, trying to make it down to the finish line. Once again I slipped, but this time I fell like a big pile of floppy jelly. Well my legs were like that. I just wanted to lay there and sleep, but I could see the finish line. So I got up and ended up running my fastest the rest of the way.
. NEK MINUTE .
That wasn’t the finish line, so I made my last track around the field, with all my might, run pass a group of year 7 boys, and girls I stopped just to get the best side of my face for the photo. As well I stop to take at least a breath or two. I stood there for about 5 seconds waiting for my friend TULE, there was me yelling out
“COME ON TULE I BELIEVE IN YOU”
The finish line looked a pretty long way to go, so I jogged over the bottom field, over the playground. I grab Tule’s hand and ran over the finish line with her, coming 4th and 5th.I could barely
breath because my throat was parched. I drop down to the
ground like I was dead. I let out a huge sigh of relief.
‘Thank-you , Jesus for getting through that track,’ I said as I stood up.
I had the biggest drink I could have in all of my life -.- That was a good run for me to get ready for College.
But I am grateful I was rated in the top 8, and making my
way to interzones. My goal was that my mission was to finish
the track without stop, only once and once only. One day that
goal will come true sometime in my life, if i keep training, to accomplished my mission. If I had the chance to do it again I would at least try one more time.
