It was the ten year old boys turn and I was feeling nervous, because I thought that I was not going to win the race. I thought I would be the last kid of all. When the race started my heart went bang! I ran as fast as I possibly could. I was tired and exhausted, so exhausted that I had to rest one time. I was determined to stand up and race again. I never gave up until the end of the race. Then I asked the teacher, “what did I come?” She told me that I came fifth! After the races I was left feeling very happy with myself because I had proven that if I never gave up I wouldn’t lose the race!
