On Friday 4th September, weapons clanged on the floor. It was 9 o’clock and the time of peace had begun. We took the sun chariot to the location of the Gods - Mount Brunswick - where Class 5 of Ancient Shearwater would join its rival Ancient Cape Byron.
But now it was a time of peace and we had to work together. We would be competing in the one and only Greek Olympics where we would attempt to win glory and fame from our almighty king, Zeus. We would be competing within the great city-states of Greece. I am a citizen of Athens. The other competitors were Corinth, Delphi, Thebes and Sparta.
At the end of the day, Zeus blessed us all with good fortune medals for our hard work. It was a day I’ll never forget - in a bad way, too, because I was really sore the next morning!