Athletics
I feel the sand sticking to my feet.
I feel my heart beating as fast as a jack rabbit can run because I am so nervous.
I see my poppa cheering me on.
I see more sporty students surrounding me like little minions.
I hear celebrations from my mates as they win their sprint race across from me.
I hear people screaming ‘go Kieran, you can do it and you will win’.
I taste sand filling my mouth as I land.
I taste the air in my throat as I race to the mat.
