Term 2 Week 2 Homework

My Old Easter
The gate...that gate was thrilling, as I remember it was huge and sliver and cold to the touch but that didn't stop me from grasping on and taking a swing over the deep crater that laid below. The danger of falling off and landing in the deep hole, unable to get out, only made me want to do it more. I would hold on and tilt my head back and gaze at the sky and let the wind blow through my hair. That wasn't the only thing I did that day. It was easter and mum and dad has set out the eggs across the grass and trees. The moment they said 'go' I was off, running through the grass, I was only little so it was a huge deal when I found an egg laying in a green spot. The best moment was yet to come...that was the moment I got to eat them. Now I'm older I don't get to go there, all there is left of my easter adventure is memories and in the hope that one day, I'll get to go there again.