Personal Narrative: Field Day

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It was a hot, Thursday afternoon. So hot you could burn your hand by touching a window. So hot, you could fry an egg on the sidewalk. Three weeks from now was the best day in 2th grade, field day. Today we were picking relay teams The relay was the largest event in field day and everybody wanted a good team. I had six people on my team. 4 would run the relay, and 2 would be cut. Since I was the team captain, I had the luxury of making the cuts. The two people who I thought we should cut, Chris and Hemanth, started to cry and yell. Our coach came over and told us to have a race, the two losers would be cut. Unfortunately, the same two people, Chris and Hemanth, lost and Chris started to cry even more. Out of frustration I said, “Its

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