Shot Put

                                                          Shot Put

As I was lining up for shot put it was exiting. I was nervous. I was in first place, after that second, then last, next 4th.  My arm was sore.  I was getting hungry. “Hey how did you get in front of me?” I said to Harry. I felt confident.  I sent the shot put flying. I was happy. I was prouder than ever.
              

 By George.