I Hate Dancing
Norita Rizvi, Grade 4, Lakemba Public School
One day my big sister told me that grandpa was going to visit our house.
And he loves dancing so it would be good for you to dance to give grandpa a warm welcome. I’m sure he’d love it. I had to say.’’YES’’to my big sister so that she doesn’t think that I can’t do this job any way I thought it was just to easy but it turned out to be really really hard.
Then I hurried into my room and practiced.
It went a bit like this, 1, 2, 3, 4 BOOM.
I kept a record of failing. Then it went a bit good……….
Because Grandpa was to be here by tomorrow morning.
Finally I reached my last steps and it took me six hours to learn the whole dance. Later on
I kept on practicing until I was good at it. Then I ate dinner and went to bed. I was excited and nervous. I heard the birds chirping and it was the sign of morning. I rushed into the toilet and brushed my teeth and washed my face and changed my clothes. After that I had breakfast and suddenly I heard a knock on the door, yeah, it was grandpa.
'Welcome grandpa' I said, and hugged him. When he set down I started to dance, grandpa loved it and gave me a $100 to spend. And we lived happily ever after.
3/4g age 9