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Swimming Sports by Emily B

It was Friday 12th of February, the traumatizing day of swimming sport where all the students from Year 5-8 at Christ the King had to compete in two or more races. The competitive, or the great swimmers are given the opportunity to race for a place in zones.

I was sitting with my house which was Goodson, with my brother and cousin a few people away. I was sitting there wedged between some Year 5 because I couldn't find anyone to sit with. While some of them were talking I was contemplating to go sit with my family because they were so much better than sitting and listening to this conversation I can't recall.

After the long wait my age group and race was called, I quickly got up but was swarmed with butterflies and thoughts of bumping into a rail lane or swallowing a mouth full of water, or bumping my head on the wall since I have no sense of direction as I can't see the wall in backstroke.

The whistle blew, I jumped in the pool getting ready to push of the wall to start. 1……..2……..3 and I push off the wall with as much strength as my legs would take. Using as much force I try to finish, making sure I don't hit my head on the wall. Then finally my fingers brush the wall and my hand makes full contact.

I hopped out of the pool with the thought that I had finished. I’m not the best at swimming but I’m not the worst and I know personally, I did my best to my ability. I go back to where I sit and grab my biscuits.

Swimming Sports Recount by Hannah F

It was Friday the 12 of February 2016 the dreadful day of the Christ the King school Swimming Sports. This event is a chance for competitive swimmers to race against other people in their age group. For this day each child from year 5-8 had to compete in two or more swimming races. As I am not the best swimmer I entered the 25 metre backstroke and 25 metre freestyle.

I was waiting for my name to be called giving myself a hard time, as I thought about all the bad things that could happen whilst I was in the pool. Suddenly I heard “11 year old girls backstroke 25metres.” It was time. I waited anxiously in the line.  Standing on the block, I couldn’t believe I went through with it.  My biggest threat in the race was Abby and Bailey. Although both of them were my friends I was still competitive with them. My hands were shaking. Everything was making me worried. I felt sick; I didn’t think I could go any further.

“Take your marks.”  Suddenly I heard the deafening bang of the wooden clappers. I had a delayed start, then it made me click I have to start, I pushed off the wall with as much power that I had, my arms started to ache before I even got the to the halfway line. I didn’t bother looking around to see the other competitors, I knew I wasn’t going as well as I thought I was hoping but it didn’t matter at the time all I was worrying about was how close I was to the wall. My arms were smacking against the warm water and I could hear everyone cheering for their house groups. Luckily I suddenly touched the wall relieved that it was over, I knew I didn’t go too well but I did beat one person and that was a huge achievement for me considering I usually come last.

To be honest it was an amazing feeling it was over even though I didn’t do very well I did try. The feeling of knowing that it was over was a better feeling than opening Christmas presents.  I knew that it wasn’t going to be easy but when the weight was off my shoulders I was happy and slightly pleased with the results I mean I could have done better but at least I tried.

Overall the Christ the King school swimming sports 2016 were dreadful as I thought, but I was happy with the result and I am already dreading next year’s Swimming Sports.