Abseiling

 

With my strong arms I climbed up an unstable wall. I went up even more. Everyone was cheering.  I went to the top. I had a bit of trouble because my boxers gave me a painful wedgie. Then the man said “Go down a different wall.” 

There, I’m going down. I was jumping like a serious ninja. Mr Fawcett said “Photo, photo!”  I looked terrible because my butt looked big. When I went down I felt sick like a monkey and my knees felt like jelly.

When I looked at the photo yesterday Mr Fawcett was laughing. I didn’t mind because I was laughing too.

By Conrad