Describing Amy on the Trampoline
"Did you just fart Alvin?" I said.
"No," he said with an evil grin. "I didn't fart, it was Nicole."Nicole."
My dark brown eyes peeped out from under my fringe. They were big and wide like saucers. My pony tails jumpedjumped up and down on my shoulders, slappingslapping on my neck. SometimesSometimes my neck gets red. I felt excitedexcited when I was jumpingjumping on the trampoline.trampoline. My mouth was shapedshaped like a half moon. My arms were flyingflying backwardsbackwards like a bird flappingflapping its wings. Because my toes were pointinging down and my knees were straight, my legs lookedlooked like sticks. FlutteringFluttering on my hips, my skirt was like a white butterflybutterfly with grey spots.
The cars outsideoutside the house were beepingbeeping and zooming.zooming. The birds were flyingflying aroundaround with a tweet and a twitter.twitter.
A fresh green smell floated over to my nose. My Dad was cuttingcutting the grass nearbynearby the trampoline. I could still smell the stinkystinky fart. I told Alvin not to eat that vegetablevegetable and now he is farting!farting!
Under my feet were dry crunchycrunchy leafleaves. Jumping as high as I could, the leaves on the branchesbranches aboveabove tickledtickled my face. The two littlelittle clumsyclumsy childrenchildren bumpedbumped intointo me when they were jumping besidebeside me.
I practisedpractised hard to tuck my legs in when I did my flips.
"Come in now, eat your afternoonafternoon tea!" shoutedshouted Mum. FinallyFinally I jumped down, watchingwatching my little sistersister and brotherbrother hop down and rush inside.inside.
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