Our weekly writing prompt in fifth grade two weeks ago was to write a story that related to one of the states each student researched for their geography projects. One favorite involved Ponce de Leon discovering the Fountain of Youth in Florida. This was another, combining Maine with the crustaceans they’ve been studying in science class. I have minimally edited grammar and spelling for clarity.
The Race
by J.L.
Hello, I’m a lobster deep down in the ocean off the coast of Maine. One day, I was just walking around when suddenly, I felt a cool shadow drifting over me. I looked up and saw a boat drifting over me. Quickly, I ran away. I ran right into a lobster trap. As the trap rose higher the more scared I got. Then I saw the boat. I tried to escape, but there was no way out!
As the men hauled me aboard, one said, “Well this is quite a catch. Nice and fat.”
“I am not fat,” I yelled! But of course the humans do not speak lobster. Spurred on by anger, I burst out of the cage. I ran around the boat. By the way, I like to run.
“Wow, that’s a fast one!” said the other man. Then they took me to a restaurant. I was put in a tank with many other lobsters. My claws were shut with a rubber band. I learned that the lobster who won a race would be set free into the ocean. I knew I could win it.
Then, finally, one day the race came. “On your marks! Get set! Go!!!!”
I ran as fast as I could. It was a weird race track. Hills and holes were everywhere. Sometimes I tripped, but I got back up. There. There it was. The finish line. I ran toward the finish line. I won, so they put me back in the ocean. I was happy. I made sure I never got caught again.
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