My class went to walk the Bridle Path. We went there because we wanted to feel like to walk over the Lyttelton Hill to Christchurch. I was at the front when we were going down the other side. It felt like the walk was a hour. But it was actually 45 minutes. Most people fell over but i only fell over once. Why we went there was because we wanted to feel what it would feel like to walk the bridle path. It was exciting because it was a long journey but i got believe in my self half way up. And it was 95% exciting. THE END. By the way my Teacher fell over on a rock.
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