November 16

Joy poem.

This is my joy poem.

 

Joy at the sound of the after school bell.

Joy at the freedom as you leave school.

Joy at the sound of your dog greeting you.

Joy at the happiness of being with your dog.

Joy at the sound of your cat purring.

Joy at the cat lying on your feet.

Joy at the sound of the birds singing.

Joy at the realization that it is the weekend.

Joy at the door slamming as your siblings leave the house.

Joy at the idea of a day without your siblings.

Joy at the sound of your brothers riding away.

Joy at the weekend.

November 1

HWC challenge

Yesterday, I had a weird dream. It was weirder than usual, with weird things and weird stuff. I was swimming through a pool of flame. I had just celebrated Halloween and was stuffing my face with white lollies. The pool kept on changing colour and then I ended up floating in the middle of a giant room full of potatoes. Soon, I fell onto the potatoes and then they turned into chocolate. Then I turned into a cat and started turning on a 180 degree angle for ages in the middle of a river of chocolate.

Hopefully tomorrow is this fun.

October 24

HWC

Another HWC. this time the prompt is as the door slammed, I knew. 

As the door slammed, I knew I was in trouble.

The loud bang of wood hitting wood echoed around the house for a few seconds. Then the sound of somebody stomping down the stairs like a crazed hippo followed not long after. I listened to the sound of somebody throwing themselves onto the couch and sighing loudly. When somebody slams the door in my house, there’s trouble, or something has gone horribly wrong.

When I heard that sound, I knew that something bad would happen.

Yep. When he’s mad or sad or angry my brother eats all the good food.

October 19

HWC week 6 ’18

Here is my HWC. I found this hard to do.

 

WANTED

Name:

Angus Losboot

Age:

?

Crime:

throwing 8 outfits into a lake.

Last seen:

at a shopping centre.

History:

18 parking tickets, 25 speeding fines, 17 other crimes committed (such as murder, robbery and refusing to serve dinner), served 9 years in jail at a time. First started crimes in 1914. Usually seen wearing darkly coloured clothes (black)

Things you should know:

Likes to drink beer. Travels all around the globe and is attracted to snakes and other poisonous creatures.

 

If seen, do not approach because he is very grumpy. Call 911 or 000 If he is ever sighted.

WANTED

Name:

Angus Losboot

Age:

?

Crime:

throwing 8 outfits into a lake.

Last seen:

at a shopping centre.

History:

18 parking tickets, 25 speeding fines, 17 other crimes committed (such as murder, robbery and refusing to serve dinner), served 9 years in jail at a time. First started crimes in 1914. Usually seen wearing darkly coloured clothes (black)

Things you should know:

Likes to drink beer. Travels all around the globe and is attracted to snakes and other poisonous creatures.

 

If seen, do not approach because he is very grumpy. Call 911 or 000 If he is ever sighted.

October 18

Forest Poems

I wrote 3 poems about forests. Here they are.

 

F is for forgotten, as most of these are.

O is for oak, as some of the trees are.

R is for rare, as there aren’t many left.

E is for excellent, because that’s what they are.

S is for saving, which is what we should do.

T is for trees, because that’s what they’re full of.

 

Progress

As we know,

Some things will go.

Once calm and tall

Now weak and small

Things we love

People will shove

Away from us

It’s quite serious.

Soon the world,

When it is quite old,

Our forests will be gone.

 

Forests

Beautiful and calm, it’s amazing and unreal.

It’s age and wisdom can make one feel

Small and insignificant

Like a mouse next to an elephant

Its age and beauty makes me sad

Because some people are quite bad

How long will this forest last?

Will it disappear slowly or leave fast?

 

October 12

HWC: most treasured object.

My most treasured object is small and has golden brown hair.

It has large ears and a long tail with long hairs and it has a long wet tongue and loves to run around in the garden. my most treasured object is gentle and sweet and loves to eat food. My most treasured object is cute and has brown eyes and is mostly happy. My most treasured object is like the glue that unites my family. My most treasured object is a nice adorable thing who likes everyone she meets.

I love my most treasured object, and it loves me.

That was my HWC about my most treasured object. Can you guess what it is?

October 11

I am me

We had to do a poem for class about who we are. Here’s mine

I am the girl who loves animals

I am the student who is very calm.

I am the friend that is nice to people.

I am the sister who doesn’t like her brothers.

I am the cousin who gets annoyed by her family.

I am the youngest child who is always annoyed by her siblings.

I am the person that is usually happy.

I am the girl who cares for others.

I am Emma.

September 13

HWC prompt is: so, what lies ahead of

I hope you enjoy this.

If you don’t then that’s YOUR problem. Here it is!

 

“So, what lies ahead of these mountains?” I asked, pulling my legs in towards my chest and staring at the clouds that covered the view.

“Nobody’s ever gone there.” said my dad, patting my shoulder. “it’s a bit of a mystery.”

“I wonder what’s there.” I said.

 

Twenty years later…

I stood up straighter, holding the straps of my backpack and looking at the vast emptiness that stretched before me. I knew there was a secret there, something powerful and ancient that had been lost and forgotten for millions of years.

And I think I know how to get there.

September 7

HWC homework✅

Here is my HWC. The prompt is underneath it.  Enjoy!

 

 

I could sense something was wrong.

Ever since the storm started, sending my hair flapping in my face and freezing my ears off with the cold chunks of hail I could feel a looming sense of wrongness in my stomach.

What was it?

Maybe there was some horrible, man-eating giant …

Stop it! I chided myself you’ll kill yourself worrying.

Once the wind had died down I hiked down the hill over to the meadow, to look for something there.

I found a set of giant footprints.

And a shadow, larger than anything I had ever seen, appeared behind me.