The uncomfortable iron seat on which I sit on has a strange pattern. The blue bar across the front of the seat stops me falling off when Sachi (deliberately) rocks the seat. I hope two things: he doesn't rock the seat while we are moving, and we get a nice long ride on the Ferris Wheel.
Blue sky above me with clouds scattered across it like candy floss. Talking about candy floss I take a big munch of a pink fluffy lump of it which is in my hand.
Suddenly the seat gives a jolt, and we are soon rising up. When we are at the top I can see the whole of the Rangiora A&P Show. I see the Titanic, the Chair-o-plane, and a thing that looks like torture: the Round Up. I really, really, really don't want to go on the Round Up.
Below me I can see a crowd of people looking at the Ferris Wheel. In the middle of the crowd is Thea, Sachi’s Mum. She waves at us as we come down, and then WHOOP, we are up again.
This time I notice a lot more of the A&P show. The sheep, the quad-bikes, the lolly stores, and the field beyond. I see the horse-racing, the toy store, and the Irish Dancing. But NOTHING can beat the Ferris Wheel.
When we come up a third time I can see the reddish roofs of houses. Then the mountains, purple-coloured and far away. Then the sky, with the candy-floss clouds. Oops. I ate all my candy-floss.
I take out my iPad and take a few videos and selfies. Sachi is doing the same with his iPod. He always has a way to making things dramatic. This is what he says,
“We are more than five kilometres above the ground in the most unsafe Ferris Wheel in the world. More than 1,000 people have died falling off here. There is no safety bar, and I may fall off. If I drop my iPod, it will smash down below on concrete.”
“Grass.” I corrected him.
“Be quiet Naima, you’re ruining my video!” Sachi snapped.
“Fine… fine…” I sigh.
Sometimes Sachi is a great big liar.
I start taking another video, that is more realistic.
“Here we are at the Rangiora A&P show on the Ferris wheel! We are having so much fun!”
Sachi is wiggling his iPod around, making the viewers thinking he is going to drop his iPod, but he isn't.
Suddenly the Ferris Wheel stops. We are at the bottom.
“Awwwww!” Sachi and I groan together, because we are the first ones to get off the Ferris Wheel.
We jump off onto the grass and rush over to Thea.
The first thing I ask is, “Can we get some more Candy Floss please?”