“Remember your house colours tomorrow” Mr Brown reminded the class. Chris just remembered that it was athletics the next day. He couldn’t stop thinking about it when he was going to sleep.
“What am I gonna come, am I gonna win?” he asked to himself
As everyone in springfield elementary sat into their age groups, Chris asked his sister Tarsha “ What's your first event?”
She shrugged her shoulders “ I’m not sure yet”
Everyone went quiet, the Principal shouted out on the megaphone that the 13 yr old boys were going to sprint's first. “SPRINT’S!.... NOOOO!”
Walking over to the the race course, Chris started getting shivers up his spine. “Take your mark” the announcer said, chris was up, “on your mark...get set......GO!” Chris was off, he had a good start but his friends were catching up. Chris really wanted to win this race so he went more harder, they were nearly at the finish line is it gonna be chris, is a gonna be taylor, no it was Chris!
As we finished all the events, there was still one more. Everyone thought that it was all done and dusted, but, Mr Brown told our group that we still have high jump, “Yes!” I yelled out loud. “I know I’m definitely gonna win this” as Chris said with cockyness in him
“Who’s going first?” asked Miss Sophia
“I’m gonna win this guy’s, so step back.” as Chris said with so much power to all the kids, Everyone began to laugh at him. “ what’s so funny?” asked Chris, no one replied. Chris was the first one to jump, he ran up on a perfect angle planting his two feet on the mat and took a big leap onto the unfortunately he did not make the height, and sadly he was OUT!
After a long day of sports chris got very tired and he went home and had a rest “ ahhh, Finally, no more jumping, throwing and running” sighed Chris.
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