The school field appeals to many of my senses. Picturing it, I see the immense field and the green grass surrounding me. On a sunny day, the sky is bright blue and the clouds are fluffy and white. It seems that no matter what the weather is like, there is seldom a soothing breeze, in fact, it is scorching hot. During the day, it smells of honeysuckle and the sounds of birds chirping above. However
I am not sure what it looks like at night time. Perhaps sparkly stars which light up the sky and the moon which casts a soft glow onto the grass? This area is large, but so perfectly enclosed that I feel comfortable and not so accessible to the world during training sessions. On rainy days, we may slip on the wet and shiny grass. The fresh smell of rain mixed with soil was tangling my nose but I
had to move on , so as to take a further step in my dream of becoming the best javelin thrower. Encouraged by the sound of my spikes digging through the ground, I continue training with sheer determination.

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