Year 3 Camp - The Flying Fox
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Imogen Stuart, Grade 3
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Short Story
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2012
"3, 2, 1, GO" all the kids yelled as Jess pushed me out towards the valley floor below. But I slowly became very high and before I knew it, I was screaming at the top of my lungs. I soon got over that thrilling thought that came wildly out of my head.
Wind wobbled me towards Noel but it later stopped and I went slower. I felt so awesome that I yanked the rope by mistake, when my hands were trying to hold on. Accidentally, I went too fast and I closed my eyes. I felt like a flying cheetah!
In about 30 seconds, I flung forwards into the finish line and felt Noel's mighty hands grab the rope as I opened my eyes. "Climb up the ladder please," Noel explained, so I clung on to the ladder and safely unclicked. Off I went down the valley track and back to the others.