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Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

Thursday, October 27, 2016

A day in the book

A Day In The Book One warm tuesday at school my class watched adf video about a Dream Giver. Firstly I saw some washing on the washing line. Firstly we saw a Mysterious fairy fly by. He checked what number the house was, it was 2655 Kensington Ave. He slowly peeked through and opened the wooden window. Amazingly he flew down to several children. After that I saw the Dream giver open a bag that was on a stick. Inside were 7 glowing eggs. Eventually he started to crack them onto shoes, books and posters. Next a boy accidentally knocked a egg onto a nightmare and it sucked the boy that was in his dream. After that the boy in the dream woke up and found himself in forest. Next he saw ruins all around the forest. He saw a huge big dinosaur. After, he was running straight for a clift. The dino roared liked HELL. After, The dream giver splattered eggs and it made a tree around the dino and the dino died. The boy woke up and he looked at the book, IT WAS HIS DREAM!!!. Finally the dream giver flew outside and the boy was suspicious.

Friday, August 26, 2016

My bike story

By Micah

On my shiny, yellow bike, I was devastated to go on an unsatisfactory biking trip with my unsavory Nan. She was unbelievably 82 years old. She was very fit for her age. She loves to ride bright, yellow bikes. But one day there was a random, slippery banana on the bike path. I went to help her as my Nan fell off her bright, yellow bike because of the banana. She then stood up and she had a bad, bleeding leg. So we decided to get help and a bandage.


After one incredibly long hour walk to find help, we found our town. We then went to my mum and they visited the pharmacy and bought Nan a bandage. Then the yellow bike died because it was an old granny bike. We dug a deep dirty hole at the back of the clean and shiny house for the smashed yellow bike. We placed the  the yellow bike in the hole.