I have enjoyed writing my own poetry. Here is my Emotion poem
Stress
Stress is the colour black like
rubbish bags being left outside all week.
Stress is the tastes of being forts to eat horse poo.
It smells of flaming fire and smoke being breathed into your lungs.
Stress looks like your head is flickering and fluttering on fire.
Now do you want to see my pattern poem OK then here it is.
Ice cream
Milky, ice cream
frozen, milky,ice cream
sweet, frozen, milky,ice cream
creamy, sweet, frozen, milky, ice cream
glossy, creamy, sweet, frozen, milky, ice cream.
Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Tuesday, 27 May 2014
Onomatopoeia poem
The Oceansplashing waves
crashing onto rocks
swishing flippers of the
deep sea diver
chattering dolphins
blob blob blob blob of the snapper
Tuesday, 13 May 2014
My Imagination Poster
Hi, today I'm going to tell you about my... Imagination poste,r but first lets talk about what imagination is. Imagination is not always true or real. It can be funny, crazy, scary and guess what... it doesnt have to make sense. Isn't that cool. In my imagination poster I have drawn a magic carriage and the horses can even fly with magic pixie dust. Also I want to show you a dinosaur seal.
Tuesday, 6 May 2014
Tuesday, 25 February 2014
Pie Chart
In room8 we are doing statistics This is my pie grapf . The pie graph shows what Mrs Hood had for breafast on her toast. Marmite was the most popular spread.
Tuesday, 18 February 2014
Learning how to swimming
I am learning how to swim. It is very fun. Especially when I get to play with my friends in our free swim.
Thursday, 21 November 2013
my favourite part of athletics
My Favourite part about athletics is the 60m running because I came in First place. But there was one thing that I didnt like and that was the . . . high jump because I kept getting scared because the pole was too high.
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