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The Backyard

The cars zoomed past as speedily as ants fetching food. The breeze whistled like someone talking. The clouds were as fluffy as wool. The builders working on the house next door. The water rushing through the pipelines and the clothesline swaying with the wind. Although it was dripping with downpour, the sound of the constructing did not stop.

Rotorua was usual enough; it had

a museum, spa pools, a motel a smell

that was stinky and even a gondola going

up a mountain. Me, my brother, my Mum and Dad

did what families do-sniffed the stinky smell,

looked at the museum exhibits, rode a gondola,

relaxed in the hot spa pools and slept in the motel

beds.

Doing nothing important.

Inspired by James K Baxter

My Hut

Once in a while my brother and I would make a hut. We made the huts in our bedroom on a weekday afternoon or in the weekends.

In our bedroom,we would pull off our blankets on the top bunk to cover the bottom. Then we would put the pillows in our hut and place them at the top and the bottom. We would bring our Lego-people,our Ipod and a flashlight.

We would then play war with our Lego-people and play our apps on our Ipod until my brother would say,

"Can we sleep in here?" "No." "Please." "No!" "Please..." "No!"

This would go on until I would deconstruct the hut by taking all our stuff out,put them away. That would keep him quiet. Then we would calmly construct the hut again until our Mum came home from work.

William

Squish, Squish, Squish. I was on my 3rd lap “No not the hill” I moaned in my head. But I pushed on. Down the hill I went chasing Matthew “I’ve got to beat him”, I thought. Up the tiny hill and down Spencer Road as my heart was pounding 100 beats per second. I could taste the horrible bitterness of blood in my throat, but I pushed myself on. Through the car-park,down the ramp and on to the court “Woah!” I thought as I almost slipped. “Go William!” I heard my brother yell. Sprinting down the finishing chute with, Matthew in the corner of my eye. “Finally!” I thought “Cross Country is finished!”

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For P.E. we did some dicus. We had to focus on some important things, like our transfer of our weight, thrust, grip and the flight(it should be straight). Some other things we had to work on was our arm action, the power in our legs and our release.