I remember my first school trip.
I remember dreaming the bus was going to leave me behind.
I remember the many delicious hotdogs Mama made for me.
I remember that the long trip took one hour.
I remember the smell of the dirty water where crocodiles live.
I remember touching the rough skin of a crocodile.
I remember when they put a large snake called ‘inhlwathi’ on my neck.
I remember I almost peed because I feared that big snake.
I remember that adventurous trip.
I’ll never ever forget it.
This piece of writing was created as part of the WritingMe Writing Clubs with Youth Interactive, KZN. Find out more here.