Wednesday, 5 April 2017
Prove It Workshop 24
On camp our class walked through the tall green itchy grass. We needed to climbed over a fence to get to the mud run, the dirt path to the mud run was very squishy and browner then my eyes. We finally got to the mud run. We walked in the gooey squishy mud. All of the mud was sticking to my red, crimson shirt. The mud was taller then me I could barely touch the ground. The dirt inside of the mud was wetter then a seal. The mud made me feel like I was in a giant bowl of pudding. The sticky mud was pulling me to the ground. When we were all out every one was covered in mud like they came out of a chocolate fountain shower.