Mr Russek called the nine year old boys and nine year old girls.

The girls walked over to the starting line. The boys walked over to the side of the finish line. Our feet were splish splashing in the moist grass. We all started to play in the wet grass.

The teacher said, “The last girl has come out of the forest.”

We all lined up. I was feeling very nervous, my heart was pumping. Then… SNAP! We all raced off.

We raced around a corner. Nothing but heavy breathing and splish splosh filled the ear. We went around another flag. We raced beside the bush.

The trees were creaking as if they were going to fall on top of me …