Camp Recount

As the rain pelted my face, I started to climb up the ladder. When I was halfway up, it became much trickier. It was pretty early in the morning so I was tired and the high ropes course was very wet and slippery.

When I finally reached the beam at the top, I stopped for a bit. Then I walked across the beam that lay horizontally. When I got to the other end, I gave the beam on the other side a big bear hug. When Mrs Anderson took a photo, I tried to put on a brave face and I tried to smile, but I was actually really frightened. I was clenching the rope that held me so tight that my hand started to hurt. When I felt like I had the courage to look underneath me, I glanced down. Everyone looked much tinier than what they normally are.

After a bit, I decided to come down. I was lowered down slowly. When I finally touched the grass I took off my harness and helmet. As I did that, I thought about the high ropes. I thought it would be scary but it was actually really fun.

This is my camp recount that I wrote about the high ropes. I wrote about a experience that took only five minutes. High ropes was very scary but once you got over your fear, it became really fun.

Five Minutes Of...

This is my five minute story that I made with AJ. We had to write this story back to back and we weren't allowed to speak. It was very interesting because we weren't allowed to communicate with each other.

Operation Rescue

I shivered in the early morning cold, standing there on the beach, in my togs. I decided to have a good morning swim. I leaped off the wharf and started swimming, the water was freezing! I continued to swim further and further until I couldn’t reach the bottom of the sea. Then, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye, a humongous wave was heading straight for me, and with no time to swim away, I braced myself for the impact. As the huge waves crashed down on me, I struggled to breathe.

I managed to get above the water and breathe in some fresh air, then I saw more waves coming at me, each as big as the others. The wind howled - as if it was laughing at my fate. I tried to put my arm up, desperately wanted to be rescued. It was at that moment, I saw it. The Westpac helicopter saw me in trouble, and attempted to save me. Then the winch came down, with a man on it, he put a safety harness around me and we went slowly back up into the helicopter. “Thank you for saving my life” I said gratefully.

“Next time you should decide carefully when you go swimming, especially in this awful weather” the medic told me.