Jet-Ski Accident

• Joshua Borg, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2011

Sitting on the sand under the hot shining sun,
Watching the people on the jet- ski’s zoom the water and having fun. There was a loud crashing sound,
I saw a group of family members fall straight to the ground.
I knew something was wrong, there was crying and screaming, For a moment I thought I was dreaming.
Two of the passengers had to go to hospital,
One with a deep gash and the other a broken arm, All they had to do was to keep calm.
All night I was waiting for them to come home,
All I had to keep in touch was my Mum and Dad’s phone. Relief had came as finally they arrived home,
One had stitches and the other had a cast.
Three days had past,
We arrived home in Melbourne at last.