I looked down and my pearants was as small as speks.
I hear evry one skreem “one more, one more, one more pull”
My arms wear shaking.
I could berly hold on.
And finily yeah yeah I reached the top.
Evry one klaped hands and the giud let go and I fell down and he cached me and agen evry one cheard.
When I got down my pans was shaking. It was realy skeary…. Trust me
The End
MEET LUC
I am Luc Strydom. I am 8 years old. My mother calls me a miracle - because she never wanted children, then nearly died (and then decided that she wanted a child), and then the doctors told her should will not have a child soon - but then she did - she had me! I live in Cape Town (South Africa). Because my mother and father love airports, I have travelled since I was very small... I have seen many incredible things and I have met many stunning people. I am not keen to write or to read (or do homework - like most 8 year old boys), but my mother makes me write before I can play on my PSP. And because she thinks I am just be best, she has decided that the whole world should read my thoughts. So here it is, copied by my mom from my private memoirs...
Great moments
Meeting Madiba
About Me
- Monique Strydom
- Many years ago I survived a 4-month hostage ordeal in the hands of Al Queda terrorists. This was a life changing experience. I saw many miracles during this time and believe that God looked after all the hostages as part of a bigger plan. Today Callie and I are the proud parents of Luc, born after the ordeal. We have dedicated our lives to help others in need and also enjoy every minute of life!
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