Maddie

Sailing I was gazing at the glistening turquoise water surrounding me, as I was getting into my vibrant blue coloured boat. I heard the instructors say one, two, three and then we were off. It was so extreme we were tiling over screaming and laughing. I looked up at my vibrant multi coloured sail, that was getting whipped around by the awfully strong wind, like trees getting blown on a stormy day. Sprays of the sea was getting into my open mouth it was as salty as gargling salt water when you’ve got a sore throat. I also looked up and saw the fluffy clouds that looked like cauliflowers . 

I saw the brightly coloured kayaks and row boats going round in circles.(It looked ridiculous.) Everyone including me were splashing around and having a good time.

My mind was day dreaming but I was back on track I was racing as fast as a bolt of lightning around the bright yellow buoy that was just bobbing away by itself in the wavy water. Back and forth back and forth we went from buoy to buoy. Suddenly we heard a screeeeeech it was a whistle blowing. Time to go back in I thought . Wow what an amazing day on the water we had! This is a recount that i wrote about my awesome sailing day in Parua Bay.

As slow as a snail I dragged myself into the sly smelling chemist. My mum went up to the cold hard chemist desk and chatted to the lady, I new I had to choose some earrings so I chose some silver earrings that were rounded in gold they were beautiful. I cautiously sat on the red leather seat and I felt two guns getting put up to my ear, and PANG that was the moment when I got my ears pierced. A cold salty tear dribbled down my burning hot cheek. The pain creeped up on me like a sea snail crawling up a rock. I was too proud to cry so I just built a bridge and got over it. Written by Maddie This is a decriptive memory of my life that I wrote in my class.I learnt how to make a huge story into a reasonable sized paragraph.
 * __ THE MOMENT WHEN… __** I got my ears pierced .

Basketball Dream
 * My dream of being a basketball player was yet to be fulfilled. **
 * Words kept repeating in my head,” You can’t do it, you can’t do it.” **
 * But then I remembered the words my Grandfather used to say, **
 * “If it is to be it is up to me.” **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">My new school, Harvord North for disabled boys was hosting a basketball **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">game against Harvord South. My heart was pounding as I saw ‘Michael Jordan on wheels’ wheel up to the goal and shoot. Half of the crowd went ballistic but the other half (my school) stayed as quiet as mice. I knew we just lost the game. **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">Basketball signups were pinned to the school’s battered notice board, **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">the piece of paper stood out to me as if a falling star had just sped throught the night sky. **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">I broke into a sweat trying to get to the board. As soon as I picked up the pen James Fay **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">(the basketball team’s captain) turned the corner. He broke into hysterics and shrieked “Nick Greene can’t sign up for basketball, I mean look at the state of those crippled legs.” Tears sprang to my eyes and I whizzed off as fast as my wheelchair would carry me. **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">My name was one of the many names written on the basketball sign up sheet. I didn’t think I had a chance to get in. Suddenly Mr Bucks (my P.E. coach) came into the room and said come forward if your name is called. **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">I felt my heart throb against my chest as Mr Bucks said “Nick Greene.” **
 * <span style="color: #c94f03; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 13pt;">That’s me! I thought to myself. I wheeled up in haste and smiled because I knew I just got into North Harvord’s basketball team. **