Saturday, November 10, 2012

Africa Run


by Sean and Michael

There was a tiger in the tree eating a snake. It’s a tiger, watch out, it is ferocious. We carefully walked toward it through the trees. We crouched behind a bush while preparing my camera. Quickly we both snapped a photo of him and we ran, he started to chase us. The tiger was soon at our heels as we ran for the car where our friend John was waiting. So we jumped in the orange Honda Fit and drove away at a speed of 110 MPH. We looked back and saw the tiger stop in its tracks. “It must have seen a antilope,” said Eddie! We all laughed at Eddie’s joke as we took a look at the photo.

Then we saw a log blocking our path and John said, “Oh no”. We closely examined the blocked path until we found we would have to walk back to the village and come back for the car later.

“We're at the part where the tiger stopped”, John said. “Look out”! The tiger was racing towards us at full speed!  

“It’s so scary that I think I wet myself,”  I said, pointed towards a small opening in the forest.

“Let’s go that way ,” said John. “Look there is a village right there”. We ran towards the forest but the tiger jumped right in our path roaring.   

“Were trapped!” I  cried. We heard a gunshot and a voice said “No you're not!”. Some tribal warriors with shotguns stepped out of the brush firing another warning shot before the tiger pounced on one of them, slashing its claws at him and roaring. We all said,  “Thank you a million times”. They took us back to their tribe while some of the warriors battled the tiger. At the village we found a man named Tok to escort us back to our car.

          Tok escorted us to our car where we drove to the docks to sail back to America. “So we're back at the boat,” said Eddie. We scrambled onto the boat called the Drifter walking across the bow.

“Finally, it is nice to be on the water again, is isn’t it?” When we left the bay the motor in full throttle when suddenly the engine stopped. “We are stranded” yelled John. Then I heard a helicopter. We got picked up and went home.

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