I am a student at Tawa Intermediate School in Wellington, New Zealand. I am in Room 15 and a member of the amazing Huia Syndicate. My teacher is Stephanie Thompson.

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Cross Country

Ram loves Wednesdays, because it was Cross Country. Unlike a lot of other people, he was excited. Everything was same as last year, show you a video to get you pumped, everyone says "Whoa" when they do flips and such, but Ram knew what they were doing, they were showing this video to the students to brainwash them. Get them all psyched up to run, it was a trap! Well, at least that's what Ram thought. Ram, Nate, Nick and Ethan watched as all the year and gender groups were sent out. Nick and Ram were going together, Nate and Ethan were run buddies along with Archie. Year 8 boys were going last, sadly. For some people that's a good thing, not having to run ahead. Ram classifies those people as idiots and fools.
When it was time to run, Ram started slow with Nick on the block run.

Lungs burning, legs aching, mouth gasping for air, swallowing breaths, sometimes bugs, arms pumping, feet stomping and even worst of them all, stitches. The temptation to walk was slowing Ram down and Nick had already started walking. Ram took a few walking steps, not one, not two but three. He looked at his feet, brought his head back up and released a final strong burst of energy and jogged off. Up-hills, down-hills, straight runs, this ain't fun, no pun, jog like a bullet from a gun, nearly there, do not dare, Ram is scared, he didn't care, at the school, this is cool, don't stand still like a stool. This was it, all the hard work wasn't for nothing. Ram went through the Year 8 boys lane and collected his number from Ms. Goldfinch. Panting, breathing, gasping, swallowing. Ram was proud about himself, 75, not bad. Ram walked to Room 15 and shouted: "I didn't die!" 

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