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Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Thursday, March 16, 2017
THE MUD RUN
The smell was ghastly, just like fresh cow poo.
The oozing mud crept up on my feet like carnivorous snakes pulling me down into the mud.
Every crack in my body got covered in mud.
My leg had dug down into the pit of mud.
I was stuck in a concoction of dirt, rain and acute sticks.
Kate had to tug me out of the mud with great heaves.
When we got to the end I had learned about friendship, teamwork and getting involved.
I'm defentlty not going again!
The oozing mud crept up on my feet like carnivorous snakes pulling me down into the mud.
Every crack in my body got covered in mud.
My leg had dug down into the pit of mud.
I was stuck in a concoction of dirt, rain and acute sticks.
Kate had to tug me out of the mud with great heaves.
When we got to the end I had learned about friendship, teamwork and getting involved.
I'm defentlty not going again!
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