A Day in the Wolds
I sat staring out of the car window on one of the days in the 7 years I travelled from Louth to Scamblesby where my school was.
"Wow!" I shouted as I saw a kestrel swoop down to attack its prey upon the green fields and hills of the Wolds. Every day was so different. We would watch the fields change their colours from brown to a lush green.
Near Cadwell, there were woods that we passed every day. During February you would drive past and see what looked like a blanket of snow only it was the snowdrops in full bloom, truly a magnificent sight. Yet in spring there are bright yellow daffodils covering the ground. On some days you could see for miles. May to July would bring the fields of brightly coloured oil seed rape which was sun coloured yellow. If ever we used to open the window it made your nose fizz with the horrid smell but these fields soon turned to plum coloured purple. This was the linseed oil's pretty flower.
Then came the harvest time when tractors looked like tiny dots in the distance constantly slowing down traffic but I didn't mind though, it was school after all! Combine harvesters made bails of hay which on one of the most embarrassing moments of my life I shouted out, "Oh look at the sheep!" But when we got closer I found out it was not a pretty sheep but a perfectly round one ton bail of hay.
But these were the good days travelling through the Wolds, in winter time fog would sit on the hills tops so you could never see more than a few yards in front of you. The drive on the up and down hills especially Corkwell hill was treacherous in icy weather. The snow left us stranded many a time. It blew across the Wolds in great huge drifts. Tractors had to pull stranded at school. Fortunately I got brought home by someone who had a four wheel drive. Sat in that car eating my lunch seeing snow flakes poring down in a blizzard felt terrifying. There were other times that the school was closed in the morning and I didn't have to go at all.
Wildlife was spectacular with kestrels in mornings and barn owls at night. Very rarely you might see a weasel or a badger. One thing you definitely would see coming by the dozen were pheasants running in front the car making you swerves. Sadly you saw dead rabbits or badgers on the grass verge.
The Wolds are fantastic and I'm so lucky to live ten minutes drive away. Even though I do not go to school there are more I sometimes pass it and every time my family and I go out we drive through the magnificent and beautiful Lincolnshire Wolds.
Megan Johnson, aged 11
Winner of Target Series
Short Story Competition 2009
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Lily Watson
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