Today I wandered to the river to take my dog Bandit for a walk. When we arrive I remember about the skimming competition. 

“Should I enter?” I ask Bandit, he barks yes. 

I start practising and Bandit chases my stone but loses his grip. The force of the water tumbles Bandit down the stream.

“Bandit!” I yell as he barks loudly. 

I grab a nearby stick and reach towards him. Bandit frantically leaps into the air, he misses but tries again, this time he bites onto it and launches towards me for soggy cuddles.

“That was too scary!” I say.

JOEL – YEAR 6