The Present By Eli Q

Hah I’m so bored. My team is not winning again. I know it’s because of me. If I don’t play football again our team will be in store for a huge anticlimax to the season. “Wahoo! The crowd screams. The other team gets another goal. I get in my wheelchair and return sadly to my room. I just can’t watch any longer.

I come back and have one more glimpse of the TV. I see a professional player on the other team. He has an artificial leg. My eyes are suddenly glued to the TV. I can’t stop watching him. I start thinking about whether a leg like that is something I could get. I ask dad and mum about getting a mechanical leg. They say that they will give the doctor a call to find out.

After many doctors appointments, the day finally arrives for me to get my new leg. I am as excited as a kid in a lollie shop. The doctor approaches me with a box in his hands. He carefully lifts the lid. I can finally see the thing I have been wanting all along. It’s my magnificent mechanical leg. The look of the leg catches my eyes. They carefully lift the magnificent mechanical leg out of the box. The doctor slowly and surely fits the leg on my thigh. The doctor tells me to have a little walk around the room and try it out. I feel stronger, tougher and invincible! Finally … I can walk like everyone else. 

The siren booms across the ground as I sprint onto the field. After months and months of training, it’s finally time to play for my team again. I feel so nervous. I start heading to the centre of the field. I think maybe I should get ready for the game and do ten push ups and twenty star jumps. The game begins. The coach calls me in for the ruck. The coach                                                                                                                                                                             throws the ball up in the air and I tap the ball down. It lands in the hands of number thirty five. I start running like the wind down the field. It feels so different to run on two legs. Someone grabs the ball and kicks it through the goals!

At the end of my first game back we have won! “Wahoo!” My friends cheer. The crowd screams “YES!” My friend says, “I’m glad your back. Without you we wouldn't have won.” As I walk away from the field that day I feel better about my leg, my sport and my life.

My life is so much better with my magnificently, awesome mechanical leg.