Watching
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Zac Mead, Grade 3
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Poetry
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2008
As I jump off the spring board my feet tingle, I watch the spectators get ready for the jump.
A camera clicks,
It blinds me for 0.2 seconds.
People are cheering from the stands,
Others are waving flags of all countries.
Kids are getting food,
Some are getting drinks.
An old granny catches my eye,
I do a back flip and she is still watching me.
Judges watch me I do a twist then another back flip.
As I finish I get the same tingle in my foot.