Riley's Cross Country Poem

 Cross Country Poem

I was so hot I felt like I was cooking in a pot,

I was so sore I could lie on the floor,

Everyone was cheering I felt like disappearing,

I was so happy even though I was clammy.

Oark Hong's Poem - Cross Country

At cross country I feel like I’m going so much faster than an arrow.

I feel like I’m wet and I’m so thirsty and  hot.

I see the finish.

I am so sweaty and  I ran hard to pass the finish  line.

I feel  like I’m going to DIE…..