CRICKET COACHING

I get the bat from the batter before me.
 “Its my turn’, I say to myself.
I step in front of the wickets ready to hit the cricket ball.
“Are you ready?” says our coach.
 “Yes,” I say.
“Are you sure?” he says.
“Positive,” I reassure him.
I hit the ball and start to run .
It is  the next batters turn.
I go to the back of the line.
‘Swap’ calls the coach.
The batters are now the the fielders and the fielders  are now the batters.
 It is Te Wai’s turn at batting and she misses the ball.
‘Bat down,” says the coach.
 Te Wai  puts the bat next to the wicket. It is time to swap again.
I don't get a turn this time, but it is OK because I had a turn  last time.
“Bat down‘  calls the coach. It is the next batter's turn.
After two  bats, it is another ‘bat down’.
The next time, I don't hit the ball as far as I did before but at least it is not a bat down.
“Time to go to you classes,” says our coach.
Cricket  was fun!
By Catherine

  Summer hit the ball so hard it floated in the air. Bang!  It hit the green grass.

On Thursday my classroom played cricket at school.

The man said to me, “It is your turn now. Are you ready?”

” Yes,” I said.                                          

When I was the batter I had such  fun. When I was fielder it was not as much fun as batting.

Some people were very good, and some not bad, but pretty good. I was really good. I bet everyone had so so much fun playing speed cricket. The whole senior syndicate did it at the same time. All the other classes enjoyed it too.

When the man said, “Time to go back to your own classroom now”, I was sad.

By Kiara.

                                                                 

                                                                                             

  

CROSS COUNTRY

BANG!!! I have never run so fast. I’ve passed Calais. PUFF PUFF!! I’m sweating and I am only up to the plantation.

“What is your name again?” said Mrs Kelly

“Isabella”, I replied as I jumped over the new obstacle, too tired to talk.

The second time I reached the plantation, I slowed down. My fast running turned in to a slow jog. My slow jog turned into a power walk. Then I started to walk. I was so tired. I got a stitch.

One and half laps to go.

Passed Saaya... Nearly finished... AHH! Saaya is catching up. Quick sprint, Isabella, before she catches up... too late! She has passed me.

As I go past Mrs Kelly and her daughter, they show me where to go because I have done my 4 laps. I ran through the rugby posts. I heard all my friends calling out my name. “Go Isabella!” they shouted as I ran past them.

MAN!!! I am so puffed. Four and a half laps finished! YAY!

“Umm... what place did I come?” I ask the lady at the table taking all the names of the runners.

“You came sixth” she replied busily.

All that work for nothing. Even fifth would have been better. Oh well, it’s better than last.

By Isabella.

“Bang!”

Every year 4 girl started running towards the trees. Lydia was by my side around the corner. Mrs Hays was encouraging us to do our best in cross country.

‘Ow!” I said as Lydia and I reached the netball court.
‘What’s wrong?” said Lydia.

“I have a really bad stitch and its close to my heart.”

“Catherine, why are you running with a jumper and a drink bottle?” called a voice. I stopped running and looked up. There, standing on my right, was Mr

Jenkins.

‘ I don't know”, I said.

‘Here, I will look after them for you.”

I gave my things to Mr Jenkins and kept on running.

“Oh no here come the year 4 boys time to pick up the pace” I said to myself. I was on my last lap and just before I was at the finish line...“Come on, Sis, you can do it.’ My sister had finally showed up with Trey. I ran as fast as I could to finish the race.

“Hey!” yelled a voice. I tried not to turn around. Finally, finished! Whaea, Hetaraka gave me a card with number ... 9

‘yipe”, I said . I came in top ten. I get to go to the movies! Lydia came number 10.

By Catherine.