Camp Recount

Go Karts

Swiftly I headed down the narrow hill. I yanked the rope to turn left and instantly I flipped over in what felt like slow motion. I fell in on the grass onto the track. I got up, dusted myself off then had a little laugh. I felt a bit sore and embarrassed. As I was speaking I looked up and another girl came down and didn’t even flinch. I waited for my turn again and when everybody else had finished I took the kart and walked back up the hill.  

“Do you know what you did wrong?” asked Mr Evans.

I shrugged my shoulders.

He said “You yanked it really fast when you are supposed to pull it slowly.”

I giggled and said “Can I go again, on the same level?”

He said confidently, “ Nope you're going to the next one.”

I sighed, “Okayyyy” I said.

We walked to the next level, level 2. I turned around as I dragged the kart and looked down. It was really high.

I turned back around and thought to myself “If I couldn’t make the first level, how can I make the second ?”

We finally got to the second level. I put my kart in place with Mr Evans’ foot behind the tyre. I sat on the sponge and held the rope tightly. Mr Evans slowly moved his foot away then pushed me down the track. I held the rope tightly and when the time came I gently tugged the rope and I had done it. I had finally made it without  tumbling over.

By Ferah