Cross country

Throughout my years of College Street I always loved cross country. I never had the experience to do cross country on our school field because I was always sick. But then when the teachers gave me the opportunity to run a long track, on a real farm, I somehow asked my body's’ system to stop me from getting sick, which was a total success thrice, because year three I didn't make it.

Year four I came 3rd, year five I came 5th and if you want to find out what I came this year? Read till the end.

RACE BEGINS
I was looking at my watch every single minute, looking forward to 11:00, when the year six girls start their race. The wait was so intense looking at others, especially that I was about to run myself. I was so bored I just decide to eat an energising mandarin. Sa and I play this game where you peel your mandarin and if you get the root out of the centre, it's your 🍀 day, but if you don't then it's your unlucky day. So I peeled, filled of hope. Then, ‘yes!’ I get the root out! It's my lucky day.
Then suddenly my watch beeps and eleven o'clock strikes. “YEAR SIX GIRLS COME LINE UP!” Mr V yelled. The girls all ❄ their way up to the tall man. “Great, now we have a warm up.” Mr V commanded. We did lunges and jogging and arm stretches- that only made me even more nervous.

Time flew so quickly I didn’t even get to calm myself. Then the whistle blew. We were all running up the hill and I could see that I had 5 girls in front of me. ‘Already?’ I think. The hills were wide open, wide enough to fit us all. I nearly slip in the next downhill. But I keep myself going painlessly. There were so many holes in the ground, that ankles would be easily broken! “Ah!” A girl squeaks, I look behind me seeing her losing her 👟. ‘Don't stop!’ I plead myself.

The worst uphill was only moments later, filled of mud and 🐮💩. I was so close to falling face first but I stopped it from happening . I reach the top of the hill feeling like a winner, but then I wasn't a 🏆 just yet. A girl in front of me pants so hard she slows down and I past her. Yay! I’m fifth! If only I stay like this there could be a huge possibility I would get into Inter-school.

The ☀ was shining in my eyes so bright, I was figuratively melting. Downhills, uphills, flatlands, holes-in-the-ground, nearly-breaking-ankle moments everywhere. I was timing myself on my watch, so far I ran for 12 minutes. Yes, I’m only halfway and that's how long the tiring race was. Then something pops up faraway in the distance of my eyesight… Hay bale. I don’t bother to jump over it, instead I just climbed over it.

Sun’s still shining right in my face. I can see the finish, yes! I speed down the butter yellow steep hill and expect to trip up, but it's my lucky day. I sprint to the finish with nobody cheering on. 😐. Nobody knows meh name. Oh well. I cross the finish line and Margaret asks me what my name is and I reply, “Caroline Rezner.” “Spelt?” She asks. “R E Z N E R.” “Ok grab a seat.” Before I do, I look at her chart of names with me, being 5th!

That was the tiring 20 minutes of our cross country day.

Newspaper link

Hello fellow readers, I would just like to announce that I have some of my writing on the Auckland newspaper, and I'd like to share the link so anybody can visit it.
On the page, if you scroll down to the bottom, there will be a polish flag, if you click on that my writing will turn polish. If you didn't know, I speak fluently polish. Here's the link:
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