Champ

By A M Layet

Harry is 8 and fast: very fast. Sports Day is normally his best day of the year. But it all goes wrong when Mrs Banner, his teacher, partners him with Flora James, a girl who couldn't run even if chased by a hungry wolf. All Harry's hopes are ruined. Will he come up with a plan to save the day or is he facing the worst disaster since the sinking of the Titanic?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Skillywidden
• Release date: Aug 31, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370921966

A M Layet

A M Layet began writing because, like baking, homemade tastes better. If you come across one of her tasty treats, tuck in and enjoy.

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Table of Contents

Chapter One - A Never-ending Competition

Chapter Two - Flora

Chapter Three - Baked Beans and Eggs and Spoons

Chapter Four - Training!

Chapter Five - Trainers!

Chapter Six - Partners

Chapter One - A Never-ending Competition

For Harry Percival Green, life was one long competition, and he wanted to be the champion. When the family walked to school, he had to be in front. When Mum called 'dinner', he had to reach the table first. When the bell rang at the end of the school day, he stuffed his bags, grabbed his coat, and had to be first in the line. For Harry, there was only one position in the line that mattered: first place. All the other children in the line were spectators, just there to watch him win.

Harry enjoyed school. There was no question about that. The chances for competing were endless. He was always first to eat his lunch, first to finish his work, first to pack away, and first to shoot his hand in the air, whenever his teacher, Mrs Banner, asked a question. Harry didn’t care whether he knew the answer or not. That wasn’t the point. What mattered was getting his hand up first.

He never gave up on these regular competitions, even though he won them time after time, and annoyed Mrs Banner, who always ignored his hand. But, to keep life interesting, he had to have different events. Every day he liked to come up with a new idea. Who could score most baskets in the basketball hoop? Who could kick a football the longest? Who could throw a tennis ball the furthest? And, when everything else had been done, and even Harry was feeling tired, who could spit the furthest?

Home was less satisfying. Just like school, it was full of competition, but Mum was not the referee Harry wanted her to be. Instead of giving the winner a high five, or even a chocolate, she kept trying to interfere. Competition in the 'first to the