School picnic.

‘Beep beep beep’, my alarm clock went off. Today was just an ordinary Friday, with softball training at 8 am. There is nothing special about today I thought, so I kept getting on with my morning. Then it hit me. I had totally forgotten, until I was about half way down the road, that the picnic was on today!

Looking up at the sky, I said aloud “It won’t be sunny today will it?” I didn’t know that the forecast would change after training was over, and I was in class.

“Okay c’mon room 20, time to line up! We have to get ready for the picnic” Ms Squires said to us.  I had just sat down and my feet were aching. At least I knew that the picnic definitely was on, and that FINALLY I would be able to sit down in the hall, while Mr Burt told us the drill and said a Karakia. Before long we would be off in a flash.

I think that we are such a lucky school, not only because we have the awesome support of parents and teachers, but also that it only takes about 5 minutes to walk to the Pt England Reserve! How cool is that? Of course when we got there we would ALL talk, even the teachers!!! Mr Burt had told us where we could and could not play. In a matter of time, we were all off to our class areas. It was cool seeing red t-shirts speeding to get to a good spot to play in.

I was amazed when I stood up, because our beach had just finished getting renovated, so more people would come to it. I thought that it looked great! There was a big balcony like thing, with stairs going down from each side, AND there was even a big big rock that was placed in the middle of the shore. It was fake, but it looked really realistic. I thought that it was real! But to my surprise it was man made!!! It was built from concrete, with chicken netting forming the frame underneath, to hold it up. “Why was it placed there?” I asked myself. I found out that it was there, because people had put new sand on the beach and didn’t want it to be dragged out to sea. They put this big massive rock there to stop the tide from stealing our new sand!!! It is a pretty cool idea if you ask me!

I didn’t really want to play any sports so I decided to sit by my bags and watch the little kids swimming about. I was sitting with one of my friends Rita. We kept laughing and then we heard this AWFUL NOISE!!!!! It was someone playing the guitar. That someone was Gabriel. He was funny because he was acting like a little short rock star. He gave me that guitar and I started playing a song that my dad had taught me. I think I was playing it right, and I must have been, because Rita was making up lyrics to the tune. It was awesome.

Well a few hours passed and I was really relaxed just talking, and chasing people(I know right, how can I be relaxed by that? I am weird that’s why) and playing the guitar. I have always enjoyed the picnic and this year was the best EVER. I was just sad that I would only have one more picnic left (that is next year)  until the annual Pt England picnics at the reserve, will just be the best memories of my life!!!! Anyway all and all, this picnic was the best and I can’t wait until next year.