On Thursday I had Cross Country. My Mum was there because she wanted to cheer for me. Every kid had their Mum or Dad or even their Mum and Dad. I had jeans on but I had to have shorts on. I put on some shorts because I would get hot if I hadn’t put some shorts on.
First the year six girls went. Next the year six boys went. Finally it was my turn and the blocks crashed together. I zoomed past my friends and suddenly I was slipping on the back field. Up I went, up the hill and down I went. Finally I was on the flat ground.
I just got eleventh.
