- by Quinn Hancock
This week I went for a Helicopter ride,
If I had fallen off, I’d probably have died.
We took off in the sky so very fast,
I hope this ride isn’t my last.
We turned and flew up so high,
It was almost like we were part of the sky.
The helicopter was so, so, loud,
It made more noise than a screaming crowd.
If I had a helicopter it would be so cool,
I’d fly everywhere, even to school.