holiday poem

holiday writing poem

My teacher thinks I am listening, but really I am…
In Auckland running up steep skateboard climbing ramp while parkouring on scooters.
My teacher thinks I am reading, but really I am…
In the pools trying to defend myself from the giant waves while trying to splash my friend.
My teacher thinks I am writing but really I am…

Speeding down the hydroslide at a 47° angle while doing flips around the corners.

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