Reflection:Changemakers

Olympics Writing sample

We step up to the starting line.My entire body buzzing with excitement.I can’t believe that I am actually doing this.Somehow I can feel the suporters crouching around the televison hoping and wishing that their country would come back succesful.Butterflies invade my stomach.The time for glory was coming very soon.

This was it.My heartbeat slows,my prayers go up to the man in the sky.I could feel that a gold was coming my way.BANG!The gun goes off.The whole world slows.Time is irrelevant,The whole world seems to be calling my name.Time starts to get faster.I’m not ready,IM NOT READY!

My head bangs like a drum and I feel sick.But we’re off all the same.The other racers pull ahead but I’m not going to be pushed out of this race like an unwanted toy.I start to bring the heat up on the other racers.Like I’m the gas and their the pan.This was going to be difficult but I was going to win all the same

Legs working like an overweight joggers I start to pass the other competitors.I started to feel like this was going well.But tragedy always strikes at the best of times.I wipe the sweat off my brow and my concentration wavers.My mind slips and my ankle rolls.I cry out desprately and lash out at the closest thing to me.

As it happens the closest thing to me happened to be 3rd place.We both stumble and tumble over onto the soft synthetic lawn next to the track.But unluckily for me I just happened to land face first.In that moment I felt like giving up.But I just couldn’t.I had trained and trained and TRAINED for this.So now I was angry.But as it happens so was formerly third place.He roared like a wild animal and came charging at me.

But his anger spurs me on and I scramble up and onto my feet.His eyes bulged and his mouth hung open in a strange fashion.Both of us were running faster than ever before.But 2nd to last place was surely engraved into my tombstone.The bunch of runners in front of us loomed.

Suddenly I realised the crowd was chanting my name. The stadium seemed to bristle with the thought of me winning.It brightened my mind considerably.My mind set on not coming last I grimaced and turned up the heat even more.I was figuratively burning up.I begin to pant like a dog and my legs turn to jelly.A strange feeling creeps up on me.I beging to pass the other runners.They seem to all jump in shock.The other racer was still chasing me!The finishing line was in sight, my countries flag waves in the unrelenting breeze.1st place was surely in my sights.NEARLY THERE!!

Once again time slows and I stumble and fall.Gold was out of my sights possibly silver.Maybe even bronze.But all was not lost.

Paralympics writing

The sweat slowly drips down my forehead and tumbles and into the shadowy water below.A ripple spreads from the zone it fell into.The other racers silently waited for the buzzer to go.My prayers flow silently.My head rumbles with anticipation.A war rages on in my stomach.

Red falls across the screen.It fell to the box below and the box below.The last box.This it  the moment I had been waiting for.TRAINING FOR.The world slows I turn my head.My coach gives me a reasuring grin.I put my poker face on and wait for the inevitable colour.GREEN.The buzzer blasts out a sound like a strangled goat.

We dive majestically into the deep blue water and submerge. My missing leg slows me down and for a moment I go nostalgic and watery, memories flood my head,but they fall away slowly like a petal from a flower or a leaf from a tree. It was a bad start and I knew it.So did my coach I don’t dare look up but I could sense him grinding his teeth and biting his fingernails.Angry and worried strange when put together.

The other swimmers were ahead and all hope was lost in my head.No postive thoughts were racing around inside.I could see my diasapointed fans in my mind.My family staring down at me laughing and mouthing cripple. Tears flood my eyes and mist my goggles, anger soon taking the better of me.

We reach the hard stone wall and thrust ourselves backwards in a flip like motion.The last lap was upon me and god I wish it wasn’t.The other racers were visibly starting to slow.Energy draining.There efforts starting to weaken.I came to a fork in the road hesitated but drove myself down the lane titled glory.My arms and leg were beating a rhythm worthy of a gold medal finish.Nothing could stop me now.I was coming to an absaloute thrashing.Nothing else was in the air abut from the excellent taste of victory. Everything was finally falling into place.The crowd shouted my name.Some even screamed.1st place was mine.What a glorious gold!

My coach leaps up and down and screams like a little girl.He was enjoying this even more than me.He gives a smug grin to the other coaches then ambles over to haul me out of the pool.”You did it”!The podium awaits my eyes avert from my coach and stare at in wonder at the cheering crowd.I trod over to the podium,coach gladfully giving a helping hand to bring me up.Joyfully we step up to the top step.The gold step but most importantly,the winning step.

A grin breaks out and my medal is placed around my neck.I cheer with the crowd and share a joyous occasion with thousands of people I barely know.But it is the best feeling in the world.

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Olympic Diving Writing.

Diving.A popular pastime around the world.But also an intricate professional sport.It came from people jumping off man made or natural structures.Divers perform an incredible display of flips and moves to impress the adjuticators(judges).The adjudicators then score you on the difficulty and how well the diver performed.It was first introduced officially at the 1904 Olympic games.But it can be dangerous if not done properly.When diving you can hit the pool at a staggering speed of up to 34 mph.Even proffesionals can die.One of those unfortunate people was Sergei Chalbashvili who hit his neck on the 10m platform and fractured his skull.He died of heart failure.

Has diving been an Olympic Sport since ancient times or only recently?Diving became an Olympic sport at the 1904 St Louis Games.It was first known as fancy diving hence the routines full of somersaults and twists. In the 1908 Stockholm games Springboard events were added to the schedule.At first it was only men but two olympics after it was officially introduced Women’s diving made it’s debut featuring the games,at first it was only platform diving but in the 1920 Antwerp games the Women’s Springboard event featured for the first timeThe country with the most medals since Olympics has featured in the games is USA with 138 medals!(including Rio 2016)

Jumping off cliffs and rocks?How did Diving come to be?Diving first came to be when people started to get bored,so they thought let’s go and throw ourselves of that cliff!But seriously now,Diving was first played when people dived or jumped off man made structures or natural formations such as rocks or cliffs to amuse themselves .It was thought to have first been developed in the 1800s. The first recorded competition in the UK was in 1889 in Scotland.

Did diving come from India,Slovakia or even Ukraine?Diving was becoming a popular sport in Sweden and Germany and popularity all around the world was soon too follow.In the late 1890s Otto Hagborg and C F Mauritzi came to London to introduce Fancy Diving which was being developed in Sweden and Germany.Fancy Diving was when divers performed acrobatics in mid air before splashingdown skillfully. It became a popular pastime and gradually became a world renowned sport(now known plainly as diving).

So just to recap.It came from Sweden and Germany,It came from jumping off structures and formations and it has been in the Olympics since 1904.Diving.It is a sport that is constantly changing.Even the meaning of diving has developed over time,at the beginning a dive started when you first touch the water but now it means the process of leaping and springing into the water.So you never know what it will be like in the future….

To write this piece of writing we had to use a burger plan and research our topic.