We have been reading Wonder for the last term and we are nearly at the end! Our teacher has assigned us to make a prediction. I think August will become very popular and not be the "weird, creepy dude" anymore and Jullian will get court and be in Huge trouble!
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
Camp Poem
L ights blind me as everone trudges out of their tents and hears "PRESS UP POISITION."
A ntartic waters rush through my lungs like freezing bits of ice .
N aughty boys hop out of their tents not knowing what their in for.
T he silvery stars glisten in the night sky like dimonds.
E vening milos warm me up as the cold winds freeze my finger tips.
R efreshing summer air glides through my face as if im diving into water.
N oisy children scatter the grounds as we start to play spotlight.
S WOOSH, SPLASH, BOOM, CRASH! The waves thunder against the golden sandy floor of Thortan Beach!
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Write A Story As If You Were A Drop Of Water
I was floating down a cold, gloomy river flowing out of a misty Mountain! I was scared I had no family no friends I was just a little drop of water, seeking an adventure. As the river went on I heard a loud sort of noise it sounded as if it was some sort of ... waterfall, Oh No I thought, I new I was going to die!
I flew into the misty air as though I was flying (I new I wasn't, but it felt like it!) I tried to stay in the air as long as I could but I couldn't help myself, so I landed back in the water. It was quite scary rushing in and out of the ballistic waterfall but it was an adventure.
As soon as I reached the bottom my heart slowed down for a second it felt as if I was in a dream in a completely different world.
The river carried on as the currant pulled me. Just as I was wondering what would come next I bumped into a brown, soggy log that was blocking the river, I thought I could just swim under it but that was blocked off too. I was only little so how could I move that ginormous log I would have to use some help! You see a good thing of being a drop of water is that you can talk to animals it dosent really matter about how big or small it is!
There were some birds nearby, I called them over "Can you please help me move this log" the birds said a pleasant yes and tried, I could see that the birds were struggling but what could I do to help so I told them they could go. I saw some beavers that were pretty close I asked if they would help so they did, gladly. They had razor sharp teeth I was shore they could bite through the dead wood. I was right, I said thank you and they left.
I moved on what else could go wrong in a cold, spooky river (lots I guessed)
..... TO BE CONTINUED......
Friday, February 14, 2014
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