The Gobi Rally Kid
ICHK-Hong Lok Yuen, Daniel White, Fiction Group 2
I
n a town so small that only the people who lived there knew that it existed, lived a very
brave teenager called Alex Cooper. Alex had short hair like any other teenager, he also had
a younger sister called Rebecca along with his Mum and Dad. Alex had a massive dream,
he had had this dream since he was 5 years old. His dream was so big, he couldn’t think
of anything else. His dream was to race across the Gobi Desert in a car rally. It all started when
his Dad was watching a rally and that night he saw what he wanted to do more that anything in
his life. He saw all these cars zooming across the desert, trying to be first. His family were very
supportive, his Dad taught him to drive and passed on everything he knew.
Now he is a teenager and can drive, he practised all day and all night non stop. He wanted
to win more than anyone else. He was the only one in the town that wanted to do the rally and
the whole town wanted him to win. Alex was racing against some of the best rally car racers in
the whole world. He had spent a massive amount of time getting his precious car, a Volkswagen
Touareg V8, ready for the rally.
Alex woke up excitedly - it was the day of the rally. The first ever in the Gobi Desert. Alex
waited at the starting line, he heard the sound of all the cars as they revved their engines. The
sound was as loud as a jet plane taking off. There were hundreds of people in the crowd who all
supported different teams. One very popular team was called The Fox Team, whose driver was the
famous Tom Fox. He had an awesome car, the most popular rally car in history - a Bolder Wildcat
made by Land Rover.
As the cars moved off into the scorching desert, Alex’s heart was beating like a drum
because he had no idea what obstacles lay ahead. The temperature was a burning, fiery, 45
degrees Centigrade. The sun was flaming, strong and bright in the clear blue sky. He saw the
sand spraying into the air as tyres spun and carved up the dunes. A shimmering mirage of desert
bushes appeared in front of Alex. Suddenly, his car tipped forward and dived down a humongous
dune! The wheels dug into the golden, dry, parched sand. Alex tried desperately to free his car
from the roasting dune. He tried to reverse and rock backwards and forwards, but his car just
sank deeper and deeper into the burning valley of sand. He used all of his V8 engine power to try
and zoom out of this terrible catastrophe. He tried every single trick that his Dad had ever taught
him, but nothing worked. He was stuck and worst of all he was out of the race. Not only had his
car crashed, but his childhood dream had crashed with it... he was devastated.
Alex’s GPS had stopped working, so he didn’t know which way was home. He got out of his
wrecked car and climbed the towering dune to see if he could see anyone that could help. He
scanned the horizon in every direction, but there was no one to be seen. Alex was all alone in the
hot, sandy desert. He decided to look for some shade, food and water. As the sun set, Alex could
go no further.
Just as he was about to give up all hope, something in the corner of his eye caught his
attention. The glint of the setting sun’s reflection on the surface of a watering hole! The water
looked so wet and refreshing. It wasn’t a mirage, it was real! Alex used all his energy and ran
to the water’s edge. He fell on his knees and greedily gulped down the water. Once he had had a
long, delightful drink, his eyes focused on a large, round tent. He edged closer, bit by bit, so softly
