Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Cross Country By Tamara

I waited with anticipation for the cross country to start. Finally it was my turn. I got muddy feet and I sunk into the deep, dark mud. The mud ate my feet. I was out of breath and I had to catch my breath.I sped up when I saw the finish line. My heart was beating so fast I had to have a drink. I was puffed.

1 comment:

Miss Burne said...


your typing is really improving. When you get to year 5 you will be more than ready for your netbook.

Well done.

I really enjoyed how you described the mud, it sounded discusting.