Netball

• Siena Wilson, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2019

Netball, netball is so much fun, to jump, pass, shoot and run is never done. If you call, they'll toss you the ball.

One, two, three, start. Of course my team plays a special part. The other team has a few tricks up their sleeves. Don't worry, I got this. I have core beliefs.

You get a point. They add...nobody subtracts. Our team name is called the Wild Cats.

Make you cry in dismay. Make you shout hurray! Make those moves tight. On your feet, gotta be light.

I jump in the air like I just don't care. No time to sit. Ahh, I just got hit. We might win, we might lose...even if we play in our Nike shoes.

The other teams are amateurs. I think in my mind. Push and shove - no need to be kind. Defend. Attack. Yeah that's right, I got your back.

Play from dusk 'till dawn. This is just how I was born. We got the centre pass. Finally, at last!!

I'm so pure. Made 'em feel insecure. My netball team is where I belong. We are going to win and do our war cry song.

I'm ok if the game is long but we're going to beat them I'm not wrong. Time is done, I'm drinking from a cup. I'm way too tired I can't even get up.

We're waiting for the score. I, Siena Wilson, believe we have won for sure. I love netball and guess what, we won! Now it's time to celebrate with a huge yummy hot cross bun!!!