Recount Writing

L.I Write a snapshot recount
S.C. Write about one specific event
Include your five senses.

1. Hear
2. See
3. Smell
4. Taste
5. Feel

Check out these four entries below. This is our first attempt at writing a recount in this way. Well done you four!

I have never seen this type of flower before. I stoped to stare at its purple, star-shaped with yellow stripes. I turned around to follow the rest of the group, except there was no group! I turned in all directions, but still there was no sign. I trudged along the riverbed, birds and cicadas chirping all around me. The dense forest loomed over me, making me feel incredibly small. “Aarrgghh” I dropped into a knee-deep pool of mud. I could feel the mud seeping between my toes, sticking to my skin. The mud splashed into my mouth while I waded across the pool. Despite the foul tasting mud in my mouth, I trudged on until I saw some stones lying across the riverbed. I washed my feet in the river and crossed it. The dense vegetation suddenly broke away as I stepped into the shadow of the farm-house. I felt relieved, I was not lost after all.
By Zhong

I felt nervous as a blood like smell filled the air. I could not hear a word but the deep silence around the dreaded room. I could see the worried look in my parents as they faded into a blur. All I could taste was a sweet but weird smell as a doctor put a black mask on me, and then everything faded and the darkness came…
By Leo

I knew that if I failed now, I would be in big trouble but more than that I would be a disgrace at the Chinese Festival and to the Golden Season Dance Academy. I had completed most of the dance but now came the worst bit. I was made to ballet spin with the long, red, Chinese traditional silk ribbon all the way across the stage! Getting tangled in the ribbon would be quite an amusement to the crowd. I waited nervously. My legs and arms were shaking more than ever before. Then, it was my turn. I held out the ribbon and prepared myself to spin and this was when I publicly humiliated myself on stage. I spun and stupidly I was not focusing. I tangled the ribbon around my legs and almost tripped. That was when I tasted doom! It was like a nightmare. I frantically undid the tangle and continued at a steady pace. I heard the loud booming music playing with the audience laughing at my embarrassment. The heavy smell of powdery make-up on my face was making me dizzier every second. Eventually I reached the other side and that was when the realisation hit me that I had failed.
By Vivian

I took off my hat and sat in the middle seat. It was boiling hot, as if the sun was melting the hard plastic. A fat, podgy lady came and pulled the barrier over my head. It was glazed with sweat. “Emily! Why did you agree to doing this?!” I thought to myself furiously. The ride started. Up and up it went taking us up into the clouds. My heart was hammering inside my chest as if it wanted to get out and fly away. I could taste the cool air rushing into my face at the speed of light. The smell of fear was making its way into my nostrils. We were at the top. The view was amazing but I knew what went up had to come down. For a few seconds we were stranded up there. I was starting to wonder if the machine was broken but immediately it flew down. I was gasping for breath. The feeling lasted a few seconds but then everything was silent. My barrier rose and I collapsed. The sound of gasping could be heard clearly. It was then that I realised it was over.
By Emily