Thursday, 18 May 2017
Mother's Day Poem
And I learned little things are special
And I felt supported
And I learned what it means to believe in all things
And I learned that it is an act of kindness to give to others without expecting anything back
And I learned that some things bring us grief,But it is alright to cry
I felt you pick me up from the floor and put me back on my bed,And I learned to help others
Tuesday, 9 May 2017
Go Karts Recount
Go Karts
Swiftly I headed down the narrow hill. I yanked the rope to turn left and instantly I flipped over in what felt like slow motion. I fell in on the grass onto the track. I got up, dusted myself off then had a little laugh. I felt a bit sore and embarrassed. As I was speaking I looked up and another girl came down and didn’t even flinch. I waited for my turn again and when everybody else had finished I took the kart and walked back up the hill.
“Do you know what you did wrong?” asked Mr Evans.
I shrugged my shoulders.
He said “You yanked it really fast when you are supposed to pull it slowly.”
I giggled and said “Can I go again, on the same level?”
He said confidently, “ Nope you're going to the next one.”
I sighed, “Okay” I said.
We walked to the next level, level 2. I turned around as I dragged the kart and looked down. It was really high.
I turned back around and thought to myself “If I couldn’t make the first level, how can I make the second ?”
We finally got to the second level. I put my kart in place with Mr Evans’ foot behind the tyre. I sat on the sponge and held the rope tightly. Mr Evans slowly moved his foot away then pushed me down the track. I held the rope tightly and when the time came I gently tugged the rope and I had done it. I had finally made it without tumbling over.
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