The Battle for Swimming
A cold shiver ran down my spine…the race was about to begin. I could feel the freezing grip of the wind forcing me to take another shivering step forward. I crept towards what seemed to be a monster ready to crunch me to dust in one ferocious deadly gulp. Suddenly the buzzer went and I pounced onto the monster like a tiger attacking his prey. For a second I thought I had lost the battle but then with a kick of my legs I broke through the surface of ice, gasping for air. I had made it. I felt so wonderful. I could hear the crowd roar like a bear trying to force itself from a trap. The wind was whispering something in my ear. As I collected my third card I beamed with pride. I could smell the chlorine sticking to me and my wet togs gripping my body like a hand of ice but I didn’t care. I was just happy to have made it.
By Viola.
The Race
I was on the diving board ready to go. The water was staring at me, beckoning me to dive in. BEEP! The horn went off. I dived into the water, the person next to me made a tidal wave over me as I bulleted off. I couldn’t hear or see anything, it was all a blur. With a mouth full of water I glanced at my opponent, he was just in front of me. I knew I needed to go faster. I swam with all my might but he kept getting in front of me. With one last push I hauled myself to the finish line. When I got my card I just about exploded. I couldn’t believe it, I had won!
By Billy.
