“This is the biggest youth cycling race in Ireland,” I thought to myself.
I hopped on my yellow Trek bicycle and cycled to the start line. I greedily pushed my way to the front. All the while my heart was beating in an erratic pattern from the unbearable excitement. I looked up as the robust commissaire warned us not to go on the wrong side of the road. He exclaimed it in a firm voice so that we got the message.
Eventually, he blew his black whistle and I pushed off. My breath was heavy as I broke away from the main bunch. Suddenly a car turned the sharp corner onto the road. I was desperate to pull my brakes but was not sure if I would get to them fast enough…
Hi Colin,
I like your story this week,I like the way you used the propmt.
Where did you get the idea from?
Keep up the great work
Hi Colin
Really good story
I also made a race
Hi Colin! You’ve done a great job of describing how somebody feels before a race. I hope that you were able to pull your brakes in time. Well done and keep up the great work!
Hi Colin ,
I really liked the way you used this weeks prompt. I hope you continue this story. My favourite part was the last sentence. What was your favourite part?
From Holly ~ Ms Brennocks class
Dear Colin,
I like how you mentioned you riding a bicycle in the story. Did this actually happen to you? Come check out my post at
https://kidblog.org/class/7th-grade-english-19-20/posts/5on1b64zwy5zfff031hsmw32o