There I was looking for crabs, having a great time. I could hear waves splashing and crashing! I could hear laughs when people got soaked. It was awesome because it was my type of activity. It almost felt like a treasure hunt for crabs because you can see all these people search for them.
We had to look under rocks to find any. I was a bit nervous as the rocks go Bang! Boom! Pow! bashing together, which is a warning sign that the tide is coming in. We all climbed back up to the grassy patch. We looked at the time, 1 hour to tide changes. It was more time than we had expected. We carried on. I lifted up a giant heavy rock. I thought am I going to drop it on my toe? I shrieked like crazy, saying can someone help me.
Finally I found one. I picked it up, my finger trembled with a bit of blood coming out as it nipped me. I said to Max "Take it! Take it! Take it!" He said just put it on the sheet.
Then Mrs Pageot screeched "No big ones just babies!" as I put it down. I bolted and whizzed off the rocks like Usain Bolt but in my mind I thought “Come on, be a man and hold it for at least ten seconds.”
I doddered back to the the rocks filled with fear. Max was holding it. I put it on my in my hand and I counted 1 2 3 4 and by the time of 5 it was too much to take in. I couldn't handle it. I tried to play it cool through 6 7 8 9 10. Hip-hooray! Finally, the death chamber was over. I was proud of myself. What a fun but crazy last activity at Wainui camp.