Cricket in Hawaii

With my head held up high, I stand as proud as a lion staring into my opponent's eye with massive determination. Preparing to play cricket in Hawaii, I stomp my feet against the ground. The sand I stand on hurries its way through the strong wind to inform the others that I am ready to bat. As I tighten my grip and take my final breath before the game, the evening breeze dashes into my face, and the inspiring fragrance of Hawaii encourages me to win this season.

BAM! The referee shoots the bullet into the air, and I whack the ball with sudden force. With no time to waste, I run rapidly to each base as if I were in a forest being chased by a million cheetahs all at once. Stopping to bat once more, I notice the ball rallying towards me like a bull. Fighting back through the eyes of a knight, I continue to lead my young stallion to victory. When I look up into the sky, I spot the sun pulling its way through the clouds and shining onto me in this hectic game. Listening carefully, I hear the hummingbirds and trees cheering me on while the crows howl a hideous chant. This noise, this pressure, it makes me want to take over the world! Speed. Determination. Courage. This is what the game is about, and my dream is to conquer it.