28th Jan 2025
It's Saturday, and the air buzzes with excitement! "Are you ready for the camel race, Dad?" I ask, bouncing on my feet. We head to the large camel racing field, where bright colors and cheers fill the atmosphere. The sun shines above, casting a warm glow on the brown camels ready to run.
As we arrive, I see lots of camels. Each one has long hair and sparkling eyes. I spot a particularly cute camel with long legs and big, expressive eyes. "Hey, look at that one!" I shout. Dad smiles and replies, "She looks fast! What do you think her name is?"
"I think her name is Farha!" I declare confidently. Dad laughs, "Does your camel run fast?" I nod vigorously, imagining Farha zooming past all the other camels. The crowd gathers as the race announcer calls out the names of the camels, and I feel the thrill in the air.
The race begins! The camels burst from the starting line, running quickly on the track. Excited cheers ring out as I spot Farha among them. She starts out strong, but then, to my surprise, she suddenly stops!
I think hard and get an idea. "I can help her!" I say to Dad, who looks curious. I grab a juicy peach from Dad's picnic basket and hop on my bike. "Keep an eye on Farha!" I call out as I pedal towards her quickly, my heart pounding with hope.
As I approach, Farha looks at me with her big, round eyes. I hold up the peach and call out, "Farha! Look what I've got!" The moment she sees the peach, a spark ignites in her! Suddenly, she dashes forward, chasing after me with newfound energy!
"Go, Farha, go!" I cheer as she gallops after me, her long legs moving powerfully. The crowd starts to roar, excited by her sudden burst of speed. I can hardly believe my eyes as she begins to overtake the other camels!
Farha runs after the peach as if it's the most exciting treat in the world! She zooms ahead of the competition, her spirit shining bright. The finish line comes closer, and I can feel the tension in the air. Will she make it?
With one last joyful leap, Farha crosses the finish line first! I jump off my bike and rush to her, a huge smile on my face. I hand over the peach, and her eyes light up. "Well done, Farha!" I shout with joy, patting her gently. She happily munches the peach, and I know we've created a special bond today.
As we celebrate, I look at Dad, and he smiles back at me. Today was not just about the race, but about the joy of friendship and teamwork. I feel proud of Farha and can't wait for the next adventure together!