Wednesday, 20 June 2018
Thursday, 31 May 2018
Ballad poem
Over the past few weekes room six and i have been working on our own ballad poems and my one is about lossing your best friend a few weeks bake i lost my cat he was my best friend and this is what it is about
Every cat has its day.
Even though it may.
Seam like a cry for help.
And you wish you could hit replay.
As it seems there gonna yelp.
As the world suddenly turns gray.
As you find them on the ground that you lay.
When they tack their final breath.
And you start to pray.
When you wish you knew when they would have their death.
As I sit in a spot.
That we liked a lot.
I stare into the sky.
My family wants me to come down i thought not.
And i wonder why.
What happened to him.
He was quite slim.
And I try to think of an answer.
I won't forget him.
When they say he he had ……. Cancer.
I drop to the ground.
I turn around.
And run for the stears.
And my tears make a sound.
And the one of my loudest tears.
We have time to remember him.
And I think nothing could replace him.
And I fell as my world ben upside down.
And be moved like a fish fin.
And I try to get rid of my frown.
Grandad says he's in a better place now.
And I say wow.
At least his suffering is over.
But I will miss his weird meows.
And I want to the changeover.
as the dogs sit and howl.
and some growl.
I think of the good times we had together.
and my guts start to growl.
and then there is a slight change to the weather.
And sometimes it may seem as there is a unopenable door
There is always more
Love in this world
Like the number one to fore
So when in doubt visit them in your own world dreamworld
There is lots of love to go around
By naiema
Every cat has its day.
Even though it may.
Seam like a cry for help.
And you wish you could hit replay.
As it seems there gonna yelp.
As the world suddenly turns gray.
As you find them on the ground that you lay.
When they tack their final breath.
And you start to pray.
When you wish you knew when they would have their death.
As I sit in a spot.
That we liked a lot.
I stare into the sky.
My family wants me to come down i thought not.
And i wonder why.
What happened to him.
He was quite slim.
And I try to think of an answer.
I won't forget him.
When they say he he had ……. Cancer.
I drop to the ground.
I turn around.
And run for the stears.
And my tears make a sound.
And the one of my loudest tears.
We have time to remember him.
And I think nothing could replace him.
And I fell as my world ben upside down.
And be moved like a fish fin.
And I try to get rid of my frown.
Grandad says he's in a better place now.
And I say wow.
At least his suffering is over.
But I will miss his weird meows.
And I want to the changeover.
as the dogs sit and howl.
and some growl.
I think of the good times we had together.
and my guts start to growl.
and then there is a slight change to the weather.
And sometimes it may seem as there is a unopenable door
There is always more
Love in this world
Like the number one to fore
So when in doubt visit them in your own world dreamworld
There is lots of love to go around
By naiema
Friday, 25 May 2018
Amazing angle
Over the past three weeks we have been. Lurning about angles i lurst so ,uch about this and now u unders stand a bit better than i use to. And i hope that,y slide will help you the hard bit was undre standing the work and then trying to explan it your you was even harder the easy bit was the khoot i enjoyde makeing this and i enjoyed makeing this and u hoe you enjoy it is to
The spine chilling sleepover
This week we had to writ a story about our holladsy snd i wright about how i went to my friends house and it was like nothing you ever ecpected i relly enjoyed writing this and it was hard to remember what happens
The spine-chilling sleepover
On Tuesday the second week of the school holidays, I went to visit an old friend her name is Ella. her dad (Nick) picked me up off the quite rode.
When we got to there house my legs got goosebumps and we entered the shadow driveway I started to get chills up my legs as we entered the dark house I was surprised by a big hairy... golden retriever oh I said it's Hunter and Jack my heart stopped pounding like a drum. Me along with Ella and her sneaky little sister lucy all played on there flying fox out in the yard we all had fun but we heard a sound and her dad was calling us in for lunch we had spectacular pizza yummy.
following the next thing on the agenda was to make a stupendous blanket fort. We played horror home what we did was made the house as dark as possible and had to go through the whole house my hairs whereas straight as a stick. After the game, I was a bit ok a lot paranoid the worst thing is in the country it was windy. Part by part my spine started to shudder as we watched a horror I jumped out of my skin when Ella scared the living daylights out of me.
As the night grew old we all drifted off into our own worlds before I know it I woke up to Ella still sleeping LAZY but we had a night I won't forget in a rush. The next day was the same but all we did was go to the park and invent a game it was splendid but like all fun times, they must come to an end so the next day I packed my bag and said goodbye.
I will miss our thriller of a Night until our next horrerrifeck sleepover I will miss you, Ella.
The spine-chilling sleepover
On Tuesday the second week of the school holidays, I went to visit an old friend her name is Ella. her dad (Nick) picked me up off the quite rode.
When we got to there house my legs got goosebumps and we entered the shadow driveway I started to get chills up my legs as we entered the dark house I was surprised by a big hairy... golden retriever oh I said it's Hunter and Jack my heart stopped pounding like a drum. Me along with Ella and her sneaky little sister lucy all played on there flying fox out in the yard we all had fun but we heard a sound and her dad was calling us in for lunch we had spectacular pizza yummy.
following the next thing on the agenda was to make a stupendous blanket fort. We played horror home what we did was made the house as dark as possible and had to go through the whole house my hairs whereas straight as a stick. After the game, I was a bit ok a lot paranoid the worst thing is in the country it was windy. Part by part my spine started to shudder as we watched a horror I jumped out of my skin when Ella scared the living daylights out of me.
As the night grew old we all drifted off into our own worlds before I know it I woke up to Ella still sleeping LAZY but we had a night I won't forget in a rush. The next day was the same but all we did was go to the park and invent a game it was splendid but like all fun times, they must come to an end so the next day I packed my bag and said goodbye.
I will miss our thriller of a Night until our next horrerrifeck sleepover I will miss you, Ella.
Tuesday, 10 April 2018
Diment poem
W.A.l.t Write a diment poem my faveret part it my bake ground and next time i might try a different bake ground
Transformation
W.A.L.A ( we are luring about )
transformation and what all of them mean and look like my best part of my work i think is the image that i drew and next time i could add in more detail.
transformation and what all of them mean and look like my best part of my work i think is the image that i drew and next time i could add in more detail.
Thursday, 1 March 2018
Winter olimpics
this week we had to do recherche on the winter Olympic and if information the thing that was hard was getting the information done and the easy thing was rest
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