Monday, 5 September 2016
Leo 's Post on Tuesday, 6 September 2016
My favourite piece of writing One rainy night Mum was cooking dinner. The dinner was very yummy. Mum was very hungry too. The pots were full of food. The food was spaghetti and meatballs. Mum went to talk on the phone so the pots jumped of the stove. They went out for dinner. Leo
Lewis's Post on Tuesday, 6 September 2016
My favourite piece of writing Winter is when I go to the snow with my family. It looks like lots of rain. It sounds like ice cracking on the ground. It feels like freezing on my fingers. It smells like my wet dog when he has been for a walk in the rain. When I come in and my mum gives me French toast. Lewis
Claire 's Post on Tuesday, 6 September 2016
My favourite piece of writing One sunny day a girl wanted to climb a tree and she was hungry. She had blonde plaits. She was thirsty. She said, "Mum, can I have that Apple?" She wore a tee shirt. She saw a shiny red apple up high in a tree. She wanted to get the apple. She was wobbling and she fell down. She hurt her head and she cried and cried. Claire
Yan Er 's Post on Tuesday, 6 September 2016
My favourite piece of writing One hot day a very hungry caterpillar ate one red and juicy apple and two pears. The pears were crunchy. He also ate some ice cream, salami, cake, lollipop and orange. Then he had a tummy ache. The next day he got in his chrysalis. He was a long time in the chrysalis. Then he came out and was a butterfly. Yan Er
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