Archery at camp

Archery at Camp. Waimairi school 2015

Here I am listening to the instructor tell us some 'important' information about the parts of the bow. Then, finally we finish talking and start doing. Yay! It is group one's turn first

(me,awesome!) I am on the end (Oh no!) a bad spot to be. Ping! My first arrow hits the blue (good for me)I fit my second arrow into my bow, I aim it. Ping, but it hit the grass.

"No!"  I say inside my head, that is bad! I put my third arrow into my bow and twang! It hits a red. "Ok, go and collect all of your arrows," says the instructor,

"Ok" I say. I walk up to the target and pull out my first arrow. Then the same with the second arrow, I tug at my third arrow. "Bulls eye!" I say. "Yes".

"That was awesome!" I say on the way back from archery. I really want to do that again. But sadly that was the last activity that I was to do on this camp.

By Casper Smith.

Totaranui

The sensation of this huge Jump overwhelms me. I am at the top of a 5 or 6 metre jump off a horrific, massive, natural rock. Boom! Splash! My cousin Felix has just made the jump. His head pops up from the water. "Casper, you should really do this jump!"

"Ok". I say, trembling all over with fright. Then I step backwards, take a big run up, then sprint up to the edge of the rock, and jump of it. I see the deep deep water below me. I can smell water, feel the air rushing past me. I taste the water spray, and feel the water hitting my legs. More and more water engulfs me into it's treacherous depths. I see fish scatter around, trying to avoid me. There, now I am in the water so now I can try to touch the bottom. I swim breaststroke down to the bottom of the sea. "Uh oh! I need to go up!" I let myself float to the top.

I say: "Man that was extremely amazing! I am going to do it all over again!"

So I do it again.

The end by Casper smith.