Thursday, 30 August 2018
siosiua
The mother sheep followed me along the path, picking up her pace as she realised I was within
touching distance of her lamb. She let out a loud low bleat which echoed across the paddock. The sleeping lamb lifted it’s head and turned toward us, before slowly returning to it’s sleep. As the sheep got closer and closer, I thought about whether I should turn and run. I began to panic, “Was she going to attack me?” Holding my breath, I froze. I sighed as the sheep dodged me and ran protectively towards its lamb. “Phew, that was a close call.
touching distance of her lamb. She let out a loud low bleat which echoed across the paddock. The sleeping lamb lifted it’s head and turned toward us, before slowly returning to it’s sleep. As the sheep got closer and closer, I thought about whether I should turn and run. I began to panic, “Was she going to attack me?” Holding my breath, I froze. I sighed as the sheep dodged me and ran protectively towards its lamb. “Phew, that was a close call.
Wednesday, 29 August 2018
Tuesday, 28 August 2018
my writing
The mother sheep followed me along the path, picking up her pace as she realised I was within touching distance of her lamb. She let out a loud low bleat which echoed across the paddock. The sleeping lamb lifted it’s head and turned toward us, before slowly returning to it’s sleep. As the sheep got closer and closer, I thought about whether I should turn and run. I began to panic, “Was she going to attack me?” Holding my breath, I froze. I sighed as the sheep dodged me and ran protectively towards its lamb. “Phew, that was a close call
Friday, 24 August 2018
Narrative Writing
One day I had a friend who was a fat zombie who couldn’t fit through the gate
Once upon a time I had a best friend who Live in a castle far far away and me and my other friend were Driving dther
And it Took us 100 hars bat we cat dther
And we getting out of the car and we got to the gat
My best friend was waiting for as and when we were walking
My Ada fat zombie friend
Tuesday, 21 August 2018
Monday, 20 August 2018
narratve
Here is the plan for my writing for this week.
Friday, 17 August 2018
Narrative
One morning I was walking to school with my friend and my teacher Miss West told my friend to climb up and get the ball with a ladder and my friend’s leg slipped and he fell down and broke his leg very bad. He was going to die but I saved the day and took him to the Tongan hospital.
Later on that day the doctor said his leg was paralyzed and that afternoon my poor friend died. I was so sad but while I was sitting in the hospital room some of our other friends came to visit but it was too late our friend was already dead.
We didn’t know but in the other room our friend was turning
into a zombie and my friends were scared when we heard him growling he came crawling in the room that we were in so we ran away and were hiding inside the hospital cupboard and he was looking for us. We could hear him breathing outside of the door we running we saw him and we all laughed at him while he was trying to get us.
Thursday, 9 August 2018
Tuesday, 7 August 2018
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