On a saturday morning I had rugby. Here is my work.
RUGBY
“Kheean,” my Dad said to me. “Get up, it’s time to get ready for rugby.” I said, “okay” and did it. I got up, put some clothes on and moulded my new mouthguard. I was a little embarrassed because it was pink. I put my shoes in the car, came back inside and made myself some weetbix. Then my dad put on some pies and I said Dad I’m going to tip my weetbix out. When I came back I was staring at the pies for like 5 minutes. I went back to getting ready. I took the pies out and put them on the 2 saucers. I sprinted into the car and went down to the cowshed with Dad.
We were feeding our dogs when suddenly one of my dad’s workmates saw us and had a VERY LONG TALk. I was very bored so I decided to tell my dad to hurry up or I'm gonna be late. I was already 20 minutes late for training for our warm up. Quickly we took off but we had to turn around because my dad forgot his wallet. After I got it we stopped at the shop to buy some cookies for my food plate. Then we finally got to the rugby field. I saw my favourite grandpa and he said hi and I was like hi grandpa. Then I quickly rushed over to the other side and got ready quickly.
Finally the refs said, “it’s time to play and boys no fends to the face and high attacks.” We all said yes dan and played. BAM, the ball went all the way to us from the other side. One of our team mates caught it and one of them went to the goal and got a try. YAY! We all cheered. One try for us. Some of us got hurt really badly like Cheyne. He got power slammed and his Dad came in and picked him up and took him to the side line for a break and then he came back in.
My boots sprinted down the line and got a try. Everyone cheered and cheered for our team. I got player of the day. We had karakia and had a mean meal. We had dougnuts, cookies and more. We had a very sour drink that was made with raro but was still yum.