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The Adventure of the Little Ants

Hello everyone! I am a tiny ant. I am both a "little" and a "strong" ant. Although we have very little power as ants, and it takes two or more of us to lift a grain of rice, we work together to help each other

By Angela R BillipsPublished 3 years ago 4 min read
The Adventure of the Little Ants
Photo by Holly Mandarich on Unsplash

Hello everyone! I am a tiny ant. I am both a "little" and a "strong" ant. Although we have very little power as ants, and it takes two or more of us to lift a grain of rice, we work together to help each other. If we find a "big guy", we will call each other with our tentacles.

The world is full of wonders and we would like to see them. So I called my good friends: more, less, big, small. Curious, we prepared our luggage and set off on a magical journey, but this time we came out quietly and didn't tell mom and dad!

We were almost jumping all the way, without the nagging of mom and dad, how exhilarating it was! We held hands, sang beautiful songs, and had a great time. Toto and I were the oldest, and we were in the front. Suddenly, "dong - dong - dong" the ground on our feet seemed to be cracked, we huddled together in a group, scared. There was a huge thing with a ball in its hand, running past my eyes. We stood up on tiptoe and looked up, our necks were sore, but we had reached the basketball court where a group of children was playing basketball! The youngest youngster couldn't take his eyes off the ball, and no matter how loudly we shouted, he wouldn't leave. We had to drag him away together.

As we continued to walk hand in hand, a gust of wind blew over and the nasty dust took the opportunity to get into our eyes. We were all very anxious, only Shao was very curious and wanted to fly in the air like a bird. Suddenly, he managed to grab a lifeline. We hugged him tightly, and he looked up at us: "Thank you, dear fellow! Without you, I might have been blown up into the sky and never come back!" Looking at his mischievous appearance, we could only shake our heads and sigh.

As the wind died down, we continued to climb up - oh! This is a kite, where will it take us to float? Where ...... can't be taken to the sky like Shao thinks, right? Oooh ...... we made every effort to hug into a ball and finally returned to the earth, our hearts were finally not so apprehensive at this point.

The stars are extra bright at night, we snuggled together into a sweet dream, suddenly I saw my mother's sweet smile and heard my father's cheerful laughter. I wanted to tell them: "The world outside is wonderful, but I still want to be with you. Don't worry, we will help each other and come back to you in peace.

A fierce tug of war

With the warm sunshine, the wind is blowing with a touch of coolness in the warmth. Today the school is holding the autumn field day. The music was heard from the podium: "Class teachers of all sixth-grade classes go to the podium and prepare to draw lots." As soon as I heard it, I knew the tug of war would start soon.

First, there were eight classes in the preliminary round, and the rules were two against two. Our class took on the fifth class, and after a few minutes, everyone clutched the rope, and the murderous energy in their eyes shot straight at each other with the sunlight. In order to win the game, we implemented a foot against the foot, body against body program. When the referee waved his hand, the rope was as stiff and hard as if it had been put on. My class Li Ke Yu tugged on the rope with both hands and leaned back. The girls were like this, and the boys weren't bad either. Luo Shangsong, a heavyweight, also exerted his whole body strength, he strangled the rope on his shoulder, turned around, and pulled forward with difficulty step by step, and with a whoosh, the game stopped. We won.

We won. We went to the final, and it was against Class 1. The momentum of the first class was stronger than the fifth class, especially the height of the people. This final game was a great effort by our class, and there was a loud "cheer, Class 8 will win."

We won the first game, but the second game was not easy. The students kept shouting cheers, their voices were almost dumb, and some of them were shouting with microphones. But the two sides were on par, and the stalemate lasted for nearly two minutes. Suddenly, our team members slipped and slid like a fat loach, and lost the second game in a blink of an eye. Immediately to the decisive game, the teacher also came, standing next to the team, as if all of a sudden there is a force. At first, it was all right, but soon it was a stalemate, and I knew it was no good, so I shouted "Come on! But it was not to be, and I ended up in third place.

Although the loss of the game, the mood is not good, let us know: only persistence and unity will win. On the contrary, if we didn't put more effort into the preliminary round, we might not even get fourth place. It was an intense and memorable tug of war.

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Angela R Billips

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