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Saturday 17 March 2018

From a Shoe's perspective


Rafting from a shoe’s perspective!

The ground was soggy. It squelched against my sole. Amelia took me and my
brother off her feet. Phew!  We hoped she would leave us off until she came back
from the river, but no luck. She returned, saying she had to wear her shoes in the
water. We were devastated! She slipped us on, all dry, but we knew that soon we
would be the opposite of that. Amelia wore us across the rocky river bank.
"Oh, I don’t want to get wet!"  my brother complained.
"Well, we’re about to!" I replied.
Amelia slowly stepped into the muddy water. It was freezing! She ambled
deeper and deeper into the river. Soon, we weren’t as cold as before. Amelia
jumped onto the raft, with us still dangling in the water, and the raft sped down
the rapids. The river splashed against her legs above us. Then my brother’s sole
curved in - it did that when he was scared.
I looked where he was looking, below the water. I realised why his sole hunched
… it was really deep. We couldn’t see the bottom. But after the raft drifted for a
while, the water became shallower, and we could see the grey stones of the river
bed. I knew my brother was relieved because his sole straightened.
We were near the shore. Amelia heaved the raft to the bank. She hopped off and
onto the rocks. We were so happy it was over. Then Amelia shouted something
that made both our laces shake…
“Let’s go again!”
by Amelia

Squishy squelchy, she pushed me into the mucky water soaking me right through. What was that at the underneath me? I wondered. I didn’t want to be here, what was this person doing to me... filling me up with water? I tried to annoy her by pushing grit and gravel onto her sole but she was very persistent. Suddenly I could breathe again. She had surfaced me from the river but then she began to kick, knocking me hard against the branches surrounding the tyres.
by Jorja

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