Tuesday, 22 March 2016
Thursday, 17 March 2016
1st draft
The camp was not the best or even near a fun camp, it was all extremely boring but the exciting thing was going home.
I Woke up at 6 am with
Mr Wood singing ‘good morning good morning we slept the whole night threw good morning good morning to you’ it was bloody annoying, then talked to Bauldrick aka Harry for a bit, which was probably the most exciting thing on camp! Then we had to sweep and i basically did everything, then Mr Becwith waults on in and leaves a trail of grass and god knows what else on our cabin floor when i confronted him about it he just said, ‘no it wasnt me because im a good person’ oh bullshivers i thought, i clearly saw the grass and whatever the other stuff was fall off his shoe!!! And then Mr Wood running around like a mad man with a broom, took awhile to get him for a final inspection, finally done we head to the hall dining thing. breakfast was the same, damn boring then bible crap even more boring the trip home was boring, having to sit next to Zak, which wouldnt be a bad thing if he hadn't kept saying ‘be like cool kids, like cool kids’ and it got worse at one stage he took his shirt off!! Finally got home, ahhhh got to relax.
Thursday, 10 March 2016
1.finally going home
waking up at 6 am with Mr Wood singing!!! `good morning good morning we slept the whole night through good morning good morning to you!` it was bloody annoying
got up and talked to Bauldrik for a bit aka Harry about going home
sweeping, then Mr B comes in and makes more mess to sweep!
he had mud and everything on his shoes. he left a trail of mud and grass on our cabin floor. when i asked him about the mess he said that he didn’t do it because he’s a good person but i clearly saw the grass come off his shoe
finally had breakfast, toast and porridge, were i went up to the lady to put my plate away and she gave me 2 scoops of poridge!! and doing bible stuff which was very extremely boring!
arrived at school and went home oh goody!!
By Shaun, this is a draft if anyone has any thoughts, comments, or ideas please let me know. oh and how do you spell poridgge!!!
Friday, 6 November 2015
Wednesday, 12 August 2015
A Winters Morning (memory poem)
Memory Poem
What is a memory poem?
a memory poem is a poem that starts with ‘remember’
and does not rhyme.
a memory poem is when you write about a memory that is special or not special that you had in the past.
WINTERS MORNING
Remember
Waking up
Dreading getting out of bed.
The coldness shaking you,
Making your teeth hit each other
The magic of winter making your nose numb.
Feet feeling like they’re about to fall off.
Going outside, ready to go to school.
Startled by how cold it is.
Arriving to school,
finally able to get inside,
Safe and warm.
That was a winter’s morning
Thursday, 23 July 2015
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