As the bell rang I quickly lined up because we were going to run a 3km race for cross country. Our class walked to the courts where all the year 7/8 students were waiting for the race to begin. Mr Jacobsen explained to us where we had to go. He said that if you get hurt then just sit aside and wait for an adult.
My age group was up first and I felt nervous. As we were walking up to the start line I felt butterflies rumbling in my stomach. All I could think about was what would happen if I came last or had an asthma attack? Then I heard the word GO! and I jogged with Jarna to the other side of the field. As we got to Mr Umu I started to slow down and that's when I knew I had to just start to power walk.
As I got near Mr Harris I saw Aliza. I asked her "what's the matter?" but Mr Harris told me to carry on. I followed the track to go to Taniwha street where Mrs Clarke was. The mud was gluey and hard to run in and the bad thing was that I had a stitch and started to slacken.
As I was running towards the finish line I felt relieved because the race was almost over. Huffing and puffing, I finally had reached the finish line and was glad not to come last this year. I hope I do better next year.
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