On the Queen's birthday me, my dad, my sister, my uncle and my cousin went to Mangere Mountain. When we got there some men were playing soccer on the field. When we were going up there was lots of poo, the poo belonged to the cows. When we were climbing up one tall mountain I started to crawl because it was very high. When we went down the last mountain we had to go home.
I have been to mangere its half motor way
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