Friday, August 26, 2011

Journal 1

One day a cheetah was born and was loved by his mother and father. Once he was able to get into school, everybody else noticed that something was wrong with him. Cheetah's have always been known for their speed. Even the little cheetah's that were just born are pretty fast, that is one big trait that a cheetah has. Anyway, Jim, the little cheetah, had a physical education class that first day of school. Everybody was supposed to run as fast as they can for five laps. Once they started Jim found out that he was not as fast as all the other cheetah's. He was not really bothered with it because he knew that he was very little compared to all the other cheetah's. Once they were done running Jim came in last by at least one and a half laps. After he was done, all the cheetah's were making fun of him telling him he was short and very slow. After hearing all this, Jim went into the bathroom and started to cry. He stayed in the bathroom until their next class had started. After school was over Jim went home and told his mom about the whole story as to what happened to him. She felt sorry for him and Jim said that he wanted to try and get faster. He said he was ready to train or practice in order to be as fast as he could be. His mother agreed and started to train with him. Everyday Jim would get faster and faster and his mother would see that he was doing better. During school though, Jim would still be at the end of the line. He figured that once he was done with his training he would be very fast and be first in his class. A couple months later Jim was done training and it was Jim class. All of the cheetah's were lined up and ready to go. The horn went off and everybody started Jim and another cheetah named Steve were head and head throughout the whole race. At the last one-hundred that they had Jim and Steve were so close. At the finish line Jim won the race by a hair. He was so excited and everybody was so surprised. Jim felt great and after that nobody ever made fun of him about being slow.

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