Swimming Sports

In Room Five we have been learning to write a description and use present tense. After our swimming sports we had to write about it. We wrote how we felt, what was happening, and we had to include some dialogue. Here is my description of swimming sports.

As I walk into the pool building I start getting nervous already. I have butterflies in my stomach too, while I’m waiting for my first race. Suddenly it’s time for people to start swimming in the pool and doing five lengths of overarm. As I nervously wait for my number to come up I cheer for my school. Finally it’s time for me to swim! Waiting for other people to finish their races, I queue up with my opponents. “YAY MY TURN!” My excitement fades away as I step onto the outline of the pool. Then all of a sudden.. CRACK! I dive straight into the pool and get a big shock when I hit the cold water. During my first length of overarm I’m going as slow as my opponents then I speed up on my second length. I’m racing ahead of everyone else and winning. “FIRST PLACE!” I yell. I grab the time on my piece of paper that I take to determine who came first, second, or third. My next number is twenty-nine. The number on the board is already twenty and I am not that ready because I only just got out.

I chatter to my friends, waiting for my turn. “I’M UP!” This time I’m doing two lengths backstroke. Jumping into the water, I get a big shock as the two wooden blocks SLAMMMMMM! With the water splashing into my face I can’t see anything while I’m doing backstroke, and thinking I might come fourth. While I’m splashing my way through the water I can’t see, and when the water splashes into my mouth I can’t breathe. I taste the disgusting chlorine water, feeling like I’m going to bang my head against the wall. “First place again.” I say to myself in surprise, peeking at everyone else still in the pool. Splash Splash Splash is all I can hear from everyone else. Taking my piece of paper, knowing that I wouldn’t come first before the race, I was really surprised once I found out that I came first place out of five people.

My backstroke and overarm lengths done now it’s time to wait for my medley against my friend and it’s just us two boys, me and Alex, that are competing. “I am very nervous that I will lose.” I say in my head. All of a sudden… SLAMMM! Rushing off into backstroke first. Smelling and tasting the chlorine water in my mouth. “Gross.” I think to myself. I’m now at the end of backstroke and turning around for breaststroke wondering who will come first (even though I don’t really care.) I am nervous competing in breaststroke but my confidence feels like it just hovered away. SLAP! I slap the wall with my hand and I’m already racing through in freestyle. Splashing through the water and I don’t see Alex, thinking he might be ahead of me. Slapping my hand against the wall, and I realise I won. I had lots of fun during that race, now it’s time to wait for my underwater swim.

Waiting for my turn again, this time I’m doing underwater swim. “I really don’t know if I’m gonna come first.” I whisper to my friends. Feeling so much pressure on myself waiting for my turn then all of a sudden I realise It’s underwater swim time. Two more numbers away then it’s my turn. I don’t know who I’m racing against and think I might come in the top three for my underwater swim. Then I hear my name from one of my friends “DEAKYN, IT’S OUR TURN!” I slowly walk over waiting for my turn watching other people race as I line up with my opponents. There is only one more person that needs to come up then it’s my turn. It’s now my turn. I step up onto the outline of the pool and get into a diving position and then… BAMMMM! I glide into the pool and go as deep as I can, trying so hard to hold my breath. Then I look around me to see who is still under water. It is now just me and Miro racing because everyone bobbed up out of the water. I can hear everyone cheering for me. I keep on going and going trying my best. Then… Miro finally pops up. “I can do it!” I say in my head. I’m floating up and now, I can’t get to the end and I am also running out of oxygen. I pop up and am at least a metre away from the end. “DAMN!” I yell when I get out of the pool. Just waiting and waiting. Wait, I just remember I don’t have any more races. “YAY!” Now I am allowed to go get changed and I know that I will make it into West Coast because I got first in all my races. I’m changed and now people are doing a relay.

My Opinion

My swimming sports has finished and I enjoyed everything about it. I really want to do my swimming sports again. Maybe we will write about it in the future. I wonder what West Coast will be like and the worst thing is that I heard the Westport is five metres longer than ours! I really hope I will come first in at least one race at West Coast. Will I make it into West Coast next year? The only way I can find out is if I try hard at my swimming.