Today, 27/9/2011 was inter school cross country I and I got into it. There were eight year olds to eleven year olds. My race was the third race so when the person on the speaker phone said "nine year old girls come down to the warm up spot" I shivered with excitement and ran to the warm up spot. While all the nine year old girls were warming up Vardon school were cheering for me. The man who was warming us up said to go to the start line and we all did as he said. The man told us where the track went while he got us ready "321..." CLAP!!!! We all sprinted off and I got in front. We went up a hill and I was still coming first but when we went down the hill a girl passed me.I got tired and slowed down and another two girls got ahead. We ran around the track to find that the other girls were ages back. We ran around a corner and up a REALLY big hill and I got ahead of the two girls ahead of me. Me and the other girl went down the hill and did another lap but I didn't seem to get in front of her. We were on the last 300 metres and I really wanted to pass her so we were going up the hill and I was about a metre behind her and I could hear her school shouting " SHES RIGHT BEHIND YOU" so she turned around but I had already passed her. I sprinted away from her and went back down the hill. I could hear all my friends shouting and cheering and yelling "GO BAILEY!!!!!!!" I sprinted like I never have before and turned to the last 100 metres and saw my mum jumping up and down with excitement. I was so happy I could cry and was 5 metres away from it when I stretched out my arms and had a big grin on my face as I finished. I was given and mark on my hand saying 1. I ran up to my mum and gave her a big hug and had cameras flashing in my eyes. I ran up to my friends under the gazebo to high five my friends. We went on a bus to school after the 11 year old boys ran and I went to see my teacher. He congratulated me and gave me a high five. Soon after that my mum came to pick me up and said "hows my little champ"
SIGNED
BAILEY
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