Beach

Beach

Wizzzzzzzzz, splash!

My line cast out for the third time. Zip! I wound my line in and just as suspected, the bait had disappeared.    

My dad came up to me, laughing. he showed me his bait. it was only skeletons. there must be piranhas in there he laughed.

I sighed and went back to fishing. The only thing we had caught today was a crab and a clam.

Laura, my friend, Sophie from Rotorua, little sister, was  continuing her unsuccessful plan on catching the little cockabullys on the rocks.

I was trying to find out the mystery of the disappearing bait. so far, I’m not having any luck.

I decided to annoy Laura, so I threw all her bait in the water. Laura threw a fit and jumped in the water. Splash! No one took any notice of her, so I watched the cockabullys devorer the bait. They never get caught I thought. that means….. That they are the ones stealing the bait! I’m glad that I found out the mystery.

Flaxrock

Wow I said as I entered flax rock. The walls loomed over me like a flower looming over a ant. I watched the other people climb. it looked tiring. If I had some wings I would fly up there, put some doughnuts up there and mostly everyone will get to the top.

I went over to Mr Fords wall. This must be the hardest wall I thought, as I looked up. While I was watching Josiah climb, I noticed that John had climbed to the top. wow I breathed, he must be related to a monkey or a spider Mr Ford said.

When it was my turn, Mr Ford harnessed me on and I walked to the wall. At first I was going up smoothly, but then I slowed down a bit and I started to struggle. Come on, one more rock Mr Ford urged me on.

I tried to remember what I did last time I climbed but I guess my brain was having a coffee break, because I suddenly felt like a new climber.

I looked up. I saw another rock. I reached my hand up and grabbed it.  Come on Mr Ford encouraged me.  Can I come down now I asked.