The Tortoise And The Hare by Ashleigh

Long ago, in a small land, a race was held for all to see. There were only two contestants (a tortoise and a hare). The hare was a very good runner: he was sure to win the race. However, the tortoise was determined to beat him. They stood at the starting line and got ready to sprint. 

“Pfffffffffffffff!” the whistle blew and they were off. It was a rocky, curvy track with tall, green trees scattered all around. The hare set off, but the tortoise was trailing behind. As slow as a snail, the tortoise dragged his stubby legs along the path and bowed his head. Everyone was cheering for the hare; the tortoise felt that he had no chance. The hare ran along quickly and skilfully in front of the poor tortoise. After a while, the hare started to get tired from running and he decided to sit under a tree and have just a quick rest while the tortoise caught up. Tired, run down and aching, the hare drifted off into a deep sleep. Now it was all up to tortoise to win this race. Tortoise, who was not far behind, took his chance and trotted gleefully along. The longer the hare was asleep, the more time the tortoise had to win the race. The sun smiled down on him, which made him feel more confident. This was exciting: everyone was cheering and tortoise had almost won this race. Just as he was about to cross the finish line, he stopped to look back at hare, who was rubbing his eyes and looking around to see where tortoise was. Tortoise smiled cheerfully and stepped over the finish line with a sigh of relief. He tied a medal around his neck and stood on the podium by himself as the hare ran over in embarrassment. The hare’s ears flopped over his face and he drooped down to the floor. Everyone cheered for tortoise: he must have been fast after all!