Personal Narrative: My Special Experience

As an 8 year, old girl who was new to the county, a young, scared girl that didn’t know any kids or anyone in this new place. My special was spending time with my mum, we’d go out on the early weekend morning, mum and I would take our pug for a walk along the foreshore. Zigbee the pug would run at the fastest speed he could into the sand and sink down with his small legs, as each step he took he’d jump into the air until he reaches the waterline, he stops…he places his stands, takes a breath and… leaps to the waves trying to each wave as each wave comes, making me and mum laugh so hard.

As I got older and I started to join sporting groups and making new friends, and my special place changed, as my weekends changed because I had a new favourite place.

We reached the lady and she introduce herself not realising it was Mandy one of my mum’s friends from high school. After Mandy finished greeting us I turned to mum and asked what we were doing, she replied “I thought you would like to try doing little athletics, would you like to give it a try?”. Out of excitement I jumped up and said yes! Mandy asked if I wanted to see what we did, we walked around watching kids run, throw, jump in events. We finished wondering to looking at the group, mum said to Mandy “we will see you Friday”. That Friday I walked down the hill to the school’s oval, were the grass was as green as grass can be, I walked up looking for under 11s age group sign, heading off to my first race, as the weeks went on the weeks as running followed, turning in to three years, as a under 14-year-old girl holding multiple state