In term one we (He Tangata and room 22) went camp And this is the description.
I woke up and heard chatting and the nois of the sleeping bags, like moving plastic bags. I got off the wobbly old bed. Some people were snoring loudly, I can't tell you who. I could hear louder laughs between quiet voices, as my friends are talking to most of the people in the bunk.
I went outside. There weren't that many people there. I saw lots of native birds that you can't see in town, they all sound different. We will never run out of oxygen cos we are surrounded by elongated trees. I can taste the native air. The birds were standing on a tree watching something.
Then I saw a ball a yellow ball hitting a tree and the birds flew off, but I knew what it was. It was cricket, the sport I played last year. I really enjoy playing sports, especially cricket. I ran in and joined in the game. BANG!! The ball flew and landed where no one was standing. Okay, I should go over there. So I went to stand next to our bunk room.
I was happy to play but I couldn't get the bat, because there so many people playing. I would have wait to get my bowl.