Sunday, 9 April 2017

Hard out poem

Around lunch time, a warmish day, I've just had morning tea. I find a seat and relax my mind, if I panic then I won't do my best. I feel pumped but nervous at the same time. I will try my best. I am given a paper.

I answer the first three questions but then I get stuck on one question. I think and think, then I figure it out. I do a celebration inside my head five, minutes left one question to go and I’ve done it. I clench my fist in celebration,then I walk out the door as happy as could be.                

                 
 By Jonty Lang


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