“He’s on the ropes! Left right left right uppercut oooo! The champ falls the champ falls! Will he get up in time? 1 2 3. Oh no folks it looks like it is over. 7 8 9… he’s up! The champ is up. Here they go. Who will get the next punch, who will seal the deal? Who has more heart and who wants it more?”

My name is Felix and I am a kangaroo and I live in South Australia and I like to box. One time I boxed ten fights in one night. I am a mean destructive machine. My coach’s name is Thomas and is five foot eight and weighs one hundred and eighty five pounds and he was one of the greatest fighters I have ever seen until he got hurt badly. He was going to competing for the world championship title. He was supposed to fight Alexander Krod a rad Russian fighter. The day before the fight he was going on a mountain hike and then it happened. He tore his ACL when he was trying to jump over a small stream. This ended Thomas’s career. What a stupid way to tear your ACL he could have done it when he was riding a Segway or when he was doing taking a snowboarding lesson in southern Indiana on the hills.

I guess some people have bad luck. Personally I think I have very good luck. The morning started off bad. The water wasn’t working so we had to take showers in the pond outside. Our neighbors gave us the funniest look I have ever seen it looked like Chewbacca from star wars mixed with Count Dracula. I laughed so hard I hit the deck. Then they went back inside. It was hilarious I couldn’t stop laughing. When I finally stopped laughing we were able to get in the truck and go to the Rocky Mountains in Tennessee. It was the longest drive of my life so that sucks because that was the longest time I have had to sit still and not jump around. When we got there we ate lunch and drove to the mountain. When we got out we stretched and when we were done stretching we started slow and picked up speed.

When we got three fourths of the way up we were a decline at that point and then I hear a yell. It was Thomas he was sliding down the hill on his side, when he stopped he said “Get the emergency phone when I looked for it on his backpack it wasn’t there. I searched franticly, if we lost the phone then we have no way of communicating with people that can help. After about three minutes of searching I spotted the black bag containing the emergency phone it must have fell off the clip and slid down the side of the mountain and got hooked on the tree branch it was on. So what I did is peeled bark off the trees and had Thomas tie them together so I could use them to slide down the side of the mountain and grab the phone so I could bring it to Thomas. After Thomas got done tying the knots I put my plan into action and it worked. Finally I could hear the sirens and that excited me so then I hopped up and started down the mountain to lead them to Thomas. When they saw me they freaked out but eventually understood to follow me. That is the day I became a snowboarding kangaroo.

My career really took off that year I started practicing on longboards going down steep roads, ramps, and just regular flat roads. My biggest accomplishment was winning the X-games. When I got done with that I practiced wakeboarding. I wasn’t good enough to go pro but I did hit speeds around thirty to thirty five miles per hour. So I wasn’t bad but I wasn’t pro material. I did that for a while. Then I moved to skiing and won the Special Olympics and here I am now at the local snowboarding plaza getting my morning warmup for the Olympics. Not the Special Olympics I am going to win the regular Olympics for the U.S. this year.

The biggest threat is Don Apollo, From Italy. After practice I head home for lunch. I had about three hours to kill so I went over film of Don Apollo. Just to get the advantage. It came time to get to the location. So Thomas and I loaded up in the black SUV and we were on our way I wanted Thomas to experience this moment so I had a go pro and speaker that he could talk to me. He might do a little trash talking to Don Apollo because I have heard he is a mean person and will most likely do the same.

It is the first run I got a 7.5 and Don got an 8.0. The second round I got an 8.5 and Don got an 8.0 again that is when the trash talk began. Don said “I’m going to squash u like a bug next run.” Then Thomas said “No I’m going to kick your butt” “Well we will see” On the third run I got an 8.5 he got an 8.0. We had to wait a long time to do the final run it is tied up between me and Dom he got a 9.5 so if I am going to win I have to get a perfect score. He came back to the top and said “beat that stupid kangaroo” Then Thomas said “gladly” It is the moment of truth I start my run and at the end I look over at the score cards and I did it I got a perfect score! I won!