Friday, August 12, 2016
Thursday, June 16, 2016
ANZAC
ANZAC
Its cold, wet and muddy
There are guns being fired
Bombs set off
It smells disgusting here.
There are cannons being fired
Aircraft are dropping bombs filled with poison gas.
There is lots of smoke, tanks firing shells.
I hate it here, I want to go home.
From your loving son Jasan
learning about animals
We learned how to take care of dogs and how to use a stethoscope on dogs. Also we learned that there are three types of chickens one is a farm chicken another one is a cage chicken also a free range chicken.
Friday, June 10, 2016
Poem writing
The dark, gloomy entrance whispers...come in.
The cold, bitter wind hits my face
I can smell the salty air.
Taking one step back,
Shall I run?
Should I go in?
By Jasan
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Splashy Tiles
It was exciting to get the splashy tiles back. When I got mine it felt so smooth and bumpy. It was as shiny as silver and was so colourful. It was like I was holding a tropical forest but smooth and bumpy.
Friday, May 13, 2016
The Black Crow
Swoosh, as the dark black bird flies past with a little breeze of
wind. The bird lands on a weird branch. He is looking for some bugs. The black bird finds a juicy worm to eat. Later on the bird lands on the cold hard ground searching for more bugs to eat. The bird´s beak is like a jack hammer hitting the solid ground.
by Jasan
by Jasan
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
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