When I was 9 years old, our school had an Athletics Day. We all competed in lots of events, like High Jump, Long Jump, Vortex, Shot Put, Discus and Sprints.It was a cold morning. After we left the courts, people were doing discus. I threw it hard as far as the sun. At first, I got number one then it was out.
Next, we did long jump. I waited patiently in line as long as space. When it was my turn, I got about 27 metres. I felt proud of myself.
After that, we did sprints. I ran as fast as a cheatah. In one race, I came 2nd and in two others, I came 3rd.
Finally, we did shot put. I got number 3. It was pretty good fun. My friends did good too.
I thought it was a cool day, but I was very tired when I got home from school that afternoon.
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