Go, Paige! Yea!

When I was 8 years old, our school had an Athletics Day. We all competed in lots of events, like High Jump, Long Jump, Vortex, Shot Put, Discus and Sprints.It was a warm sunny day. We ran to the courts where all the crunchy yellow leaves were. When all the coloured houses were sitting, they waved their flags on the green tiger-turf courts. Mr K said, "March round the field,’’ so St Ann, the Yellow house, went first, then St Anthony, the Blue house, St Francis, the Green house and St Joseph, the Red House. I was feeling nervous and excited about competing in athletics.


Next, my age group did high jump. We had to jump over the white rod onto the blue mat. Some of us jumped as high as a flying hawk. When I got over, I always said, “Yes I did it!’’ In high jump, Emily G came 1st, I came 2nd and Emily W came 3rd. I was glad I at least came a place.
Finally, we did sprints. There were three starting lines that were on the five green narrow lines 50m, 80m and 100m, but there was only one finish line. Emily W came 1st in the 50, 80 and 100 m races, Emily G came 2nd in the 50, 80 and 100 m races and I came third in the 50, 80 and 100 m races. We, who came first, second and third, are as fast as lightning. When I got a place, I felt that I had done well.
It was a fun day, but I was very tired when I got home from school that afternoon.