Jacks page

A little bit about myself:

I'm really into rugby and I play for Pakuranga rugby club.

I also enjoy playing on my Xbox 360.

Mass effect & Assassins creed are cool games I like to play.

I mountain bike in the summer.

I've made it into the black rugby team for pakuranaga rugby club and we have training in wednesdays and games on saturdays.

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My motu moana recount

I was at the top of a 35m high structure, the abseiling tower, a moment I will never forget. There was a strong wind making me uneasy and nervous, being so high was not a fear of mine but I was scared. The instructor gave me a little talk and strapped me onto the rope. I took a leap of faith the first step. I leaned back trusting the harness fastened tight around my waist, holding my rope I slowly let it slip through my hands letting me slowly descend.


I heard seagulls singing and screeching. I looked over my shoulder down at the ground; I was 20 meters off the high. A cool breeze swiped my nostril as I slowly lowered myself down. Sweat oozed out of my pours and into my eyes from my head as fear poured into me. The wall seemed to go on forever, but I was only half way there and my hand had serious rope burns but I persisted. People were waiting at the bottom of the wall shouting phrases. The thrill thrived through.

I am at the bottom, like the leaving of a memory; the rush of adrenaline had stopped. “Phew” I said. A feeling of safety and relief was running threw my veins. Saliva was over flowing in my mouth, I was in need of a drink. Mum came to congratulate me for my success I had on the wall, that’s when I knew the memory was set in stone.

My pin ball poem

As the pin ball fell
His life turned to hell
He didn't know what to do
Not a singal clue
He was badly hurt
As he hit the dirt
When he got up
A guy said "sup"
He was at the end
Just around the bend