As the last 12/13 Girls Freestyle starts, I begin to get butterflies. I remember that this will not be the only race I do…
So this was the feeling I had before I started my event. At this moment in time I was feeling quite, well, NERVOUS !
But in that centre of those nerves was a very, very, very small speck of excitement.
As I stood up to the edge of the pool, I began to think but before a thought popped in my head, the buzzer beeped. I dove. As I came up for air, I hear Foster cheer for me. This was amazing.
I slowly slide into the nice warm swimming pool. I put my hands on the wall as I am going to start my first stroke, backstroke.
A few seconds after I hop in, a man starts to say “on your marks” and then a horn gets blown.
I immediately push off the wall and start putting my hands backwards. Before I know it, I am turning around and heading back towards where I started. Once I touch the wall with one of my hands, my friends and I walked over to a table where the ribbons are. I got no ribbons but that doesn’t matter.
Today 31 kids from Foster Primary School were going to Toora for a swim !
We were going to race against two other schools. We had to catch a bus to get there. The first event was Freestyle. I didn’t compete in freestyle though.
The second event was the Backstroke. I was competing in this one though. I didn’t get a ribbon
The third event was Breastroke. I also competed in this one. I didn’t get any ribbons.
The fourth event was the Relay Race. I also didn’t compete.
Finally, lastly the two winners from our school were Lily and Mason.
It was the best day ever.