My slow writing on the Koru Games: The ball flew across the table at an imense speed coming right at me. I hit a front hand. I watch the ball closely like a hawk hoping for my best shot yet! I blink only for a split slither of a second but I loose track of the brightly coloured ball. Madly I shout at my team- mate Romilly telling her to take a hit. By Nina, 22/9/17
