In the playground I feel a cilly breeze and I can feel the cold wood on my skin. I can hear kids talking and stones clashing together. I can hear the choking wind on my face. I can see the still playground siting peacefully on this foggy day.
Monday, 14 April 2014
Monday, 7 April 2014
Wednesday, 2 April 2014
Play ground
In this story I worked on using interesting sentences with joiners and correct capitals and full stops.
Tuesday, 11 March 2014
Swimming
When I dangle my legs in the pool. I feel a chilly breeze on my feet. When I do freestyle I feel the water rushing through my fingers. And when I open my ears I can hear kids splashing and playing.Sometimes I can taste the chlorine in the pool. And I can see the shimmering pool gleaming in the sun.
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