A special reflection from Year 4 camp: ‘The Flying Fox’ by Felix

At the top of the hill I stood.
Facing the great blue sky.
Up I climbed the endless stairs to get to the flying fox.
I was exited to go on the giant ride.

Off I flew through the giant sky.
Down I went.
The end came fast.

At the bottom of the flying fox hands pulled me up.
My friends unhooked me off the flying fox.
I wish I could go again. ...