Terror on a pole! by Alex (personal recount)

My hand were shaking, my feet were slipping I felt like an ice cube sliding across the floor. Up and up the treacherous pegs went. “I feel like a person who just got scared by a ghost” I said to my self.
“I can do it I will, I must, I just have to make it.” Finally after all that perseverance and taking risks I made it to the top. “WOW! It’s so high up here!” I said to myself.

Now my feet were really trembling. I was sticking to the pole like a snail on the pavement. I was getting strapped in then finally the moment came. My heart was beating like rhinoceroses charging through a quiet town at night.
“O.K, I can do this, I will jump.”
For a second there I thought my heart might jump out of my chest.
I leaned backwards and….
I was off flying. Hooning down the super fox.
(it was so fast I felt like a bullet slicing through the cool air.)
my hair was flying back and I was getting a major wedgie!

Suddenly I started slowing down like a puppy drifting off to sleep.
Then I stopped, wondering what I should do.

The freezing cold snow by Harry (personal recount)

I was there standing in the freezing ice cold snow with a snow board and never gone on one before. I looked at the long treadmill that took me up but not very far. I was at the top known I clipped on my snow board and down the hill. And then I got ready to stop but ohh no I don’t know how to stop and it was no use trying because in seconds I was flat on my face lying there freezing just like I have frost bite. I tried again and again but no luck just the same I was almost about to give up but I just had to do it again. So up I went and the most amazing thing happened I did it I got down with out falling over. And after a while I thought if snow boarding is fun skiing must be also me so I got the skies and it was the best thing I have ever done. I was doing it for hours and then my brother said go to the top so I said ok and into the line the line looked long but it went really fast .and then I hopped on and in moments I was up the top. When I looked up down there it didn’t look so far but when I was up there it looked two times longer than it was at the bottom. and then I said 1 2 3 and go my heart was beating like the speed off light just how fast I was going down down and across the place faster than all the pros but then I thought how do I stop and then I saw people swerving so I started to swerve and it worked but not much so I curled up and fell to the side. I was at the bottom and I looked at the time and it was 8.23 and I thought it’s time to go home now.

The Hot pools by Alesha (personal recount)

I was so angry the leisure center was closed so off to the hot pools we went. Finally we were there at first mum got angry at the guy at the front desk because he charged my mum $8.00 just to watch us swim. First we went to the lava pools.

SPLASH!!!! I went flying out of the gut buster. I was just about to swim back when BANG. Ouch I started to cry I had just got banged in the stomach by our American student’s feet at full speed. At the end of the day we went to get changed.

The Terror Ride by Maria (personal recount)

My stomach turned over. My hands were like magnets, not wanting to let go of the handle. I was shaking like an earthquake. The fatal rollercoaster had begun. The ride zoomed around a corner leading to a long white track going up. It carried me so high I was nearly in the dark, dreamy space. “I am DOOMED!” I thought. “If a rollercoaster goes up that means that it’ll go…” I gulped.

I was sweating like mad by now. Sweat was just spurting and spitting like a volcano. I just couldn’t say it. I just couldn’t. I squeezed my eyes shut and I clutched the handle so hard, I would guess that I would have been stronger than Hercules! I held my breath as the deathly rollercoaster tilted downward. “Okay, this is defiantly the end of my life now.” The fire red rollercoaster raced down as I screamed so loud the whole world could probably hear.

This is the worse part, the ride did a massive loop which really annoyed my stomach. I felt that I would throw up in any minute.


The rollercoaster did two frightening cork screws and that made me scream like and elephant getting an injection. “Come on please finish now!” Then a miracle happened. I couldn’t believe my luck. The brakes went on. EEEEEEEEEE!!!
And the unbelievably scary rollercoaster narrowed to the starting point. When it reached inside, the handle bars robotically rose up. “Phew!” I thought, “I am never doing that again!” But just as I was getting out, the bars went down.

“OH NO!” My stomach turned over. I shook like an earthquake. “Oh great, here I go again!

The Luge by Ella (personal recount)

Zoom beep crash bang. The track was right in front of me. As I speed up my sharp wheels curved like feathers on an eagle. All I was focusing on was the end. I and my dad where neck to neck I banged my dads cart crash!!!!!!!!!!!! Bang I won wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Want another race a no thanks.

The Danger Bike by Bethany (personal recount)

I was a young girl. I was home alone. Boom boom boom. Hit the ground. Suddenly my mum barged in from the air. She shouted “get on your bike now”. So I did. I guessed that I wouldn’t have a choice any way. I held the bike so it wouldn’t fall on me. Then I was on. I reached for the bar and pushed the pedals. Luckily mum was holding on. Mum was running and kept on running with me. Her hand slipped away from the bar. I looked behind me to see were she was. Few! She’s holding the seat. I thought I was alone. I remembered what mum said. “Push the pedals fast”. So I did. Then I wondered how my mum could run so fast. I turned the bike. I could see her. I was terrified. Then I started to go really fast. But I went to fast. I lost control of the bike. Ouch! I fell of. “Well done” said mum. I knew this was going to be a while to learn.

Scared on the Climbing pole by James (Personal Recount)

I was not scared I started then it dawned in on me I was scared of heights!!! I climbed a little higher. My head was pounding with thoughts is he going to drop me? Will I be okay? I couldn’t move I couldn’t find anymore grips that I could hold onto. I was sweating all over I want to come down I thought. Our instructor was shouting don’t give up you can do it” finally I found a grip. I was flying I was almost at the top when a thought struck me don’t look down. I was now rooted to the spot I want to come down I shouted but the “instructor but the instructor encouraged me I reached the top I had conquered the climbing pole.

Conclusion evolution by Skyler (Personal Recount)

I was looking at the starting position; the golf ball was in my left hand and the club with the right. My hands were sweaty and they were starting to ache. I felt a cold breeze sweep past my face like spirits were enclosing me. I carefully put the ball down and hit the ball with the club. It went up a ramp… and back down again right from where I started. I hit it again and the same thing happened every time I hit it. This was really getting on my nerves. I hit it really hard this time but this time it went over the ramp and near the hole. (Finally) so I tried to hit the ball in the hole but it missed. I hit it again and it missed the hole. I think this would be probably par 1,000,000 I looked at the sign and it said par 2 that made me even more frustrated. So I came up with a conclusion and that conclusion was: next time don’t do the black course!

Frustration by Yasmin (Personal Recount)

Netball… could it really be that hard I thought at half time. All the time when I try to shoot a goal I jump twist and bounce, but I can never get a goal! I feel all fuzzy inside when somebody passes the silky silver smooth ball to me, and feel even fuzzier when I think I’m going to drop it! (But normally I don’t drop it.)

Wizz I tumble over the grey seat. Suddenly my good gorges coach says to me “come on second half is on.” So as her saying that droop my tired drowsy legs onto the stiff concrete court somebody in my team threw the perfectly round shaped ball at me… waking my half asleep drowsiness! I quickly throw the silver smooth silky ball into the fog, into my surprise it sounds like the hoop is calling the ball, and guess what… it went into the goal!!!!

Nothing is going right by Neil (Personal Recount)

They couldn’t. They couldn’t do this dreadful deed. Yet they had. And there was no way out. During my time at Shakespeare Park, it had been a bad day.

Trod, trod, trod. Sing, sing, sing. Trod, trod, trod. That’s all my parents had done. And yet surprising, it was boring. Why had they done this? Maybe all the adults were robots, but that was unlikely. We were stopped at the marvelous, breath taking waterfall. My parents wanted to look at it. How lame is that? For 15 mins we were stuck here with only leaves to play with. After that boring 15 mins Dad said “Alright lets go”. “Yay!!!” I screamed. Everybody looked at me but we still went trodding along.

Plop. Plop, Plop. Plop, Plop, Plop. That was the sound of a big, smelly, floppy sheep dropping. What by? Our feet. “Look!” said Dad. “A lookout!” We all sprinted (Mum and Dad walked) to the old adomened lookout. We decided to have our boring lunch here. We all had cheese, lettuce and tomato sandwiches. Disgusting! But now the good part was coming. Chocolate! Sweet, Sweet, Brown, Scrumptious chocolate! Looked in the bag. No chocolate. I looked in the rucksack. No chocolate. I looked in Mum’s handbag. No chocolate. So I hanged my head down in shame and headed to the beach.

Beaches. How could they be closed and blocked of? Impossible. Or so I had said. But this one was. A beautiful, colorful, glistening, shiny beach. And it was blocked off. What next? A giant, pink, dancing elephant? How could it be worse? So very slowly, I very sadly trundled towards the car.

The car. Home time. The best fun I had all day. Finally something good was happening. But looking back… What a boring day!!!!

Eruption! by Aimee

Eruption by Aimee. (Personal Recount)

The light flashed green several times. We all slowly creped inside the tiny batch house wondering what it was doing in the middle of the Volcano exhibit. Suddenly the large television automatically switched on, our eyes stuck to the screen. A news reporter and a Scientist were explaining about smoke coming out of Rangitoto’s volcano and saying the possibilities of it exploding were minor. Then the cameras switched over to people evacuating their homes and lining up with all the traffic surging over the motorway. Just at that moment the television disconnected, the lights flickered and faded out then somehow the house shock violently back and forth, the over head projector showed Rangitoto spitting out lava rocks and it also showed the aftermath. When it finished the lights came back on so we continued through the Museum.

Welcome to Term 3

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