Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Boyfriends over the time at fendalton school
Year 6: Ben H
Year 5: Sam F
Year 4: Nick F
Year 3: Anthony D
Year 2: No One
Year 1; George P
Year 5: Sam F
Year 4: Nick F
Year 3: Anthony D
Year 2: No One
Year 1; George P
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Jokes
What do u do if u find a bra in the forest?
leave it cause there might be booby traps! Ha Ha Ha Ha
Me and Emmas joke.
What do u do if u find poo bears jar of honey in the street?
U eat it and leave him with his fur in a bundal. Ha Ha Ha Ha SHAME ON U POO BEAR!
How do u make a tissue dance?
Put a little boggie on it. HA HA
What do u get when u cross a snow man and a vampire?
Frostbite! HAHA
What did the grape do wen it got steped on?
Let out alittle wine! Ha Ha
What did the water say to the boat?
Nothing he just waved! Ha ha
leave it cause there might be booby traps! Ha Ha Ha Ha
Me and Emmas joke.
What do u do if u find poo bears jar of honey in the street?
U eat it and leave him with his fur in a bundal. Ha Ha Ha Ha SHAME ON U POO BEAR!
How do u make a tissue dance?
Put a little boggie on it. HA HA
What do u get when u cross a snow man and a vampire?
Frostbite! HAHA
What did the grape do wen it got steped on?
Let out alittle wine! Ha Ha
What did the water say to the boat?
Nothing he just waved! Ha ha
Thursday, July 19, 2007
My Farm poem
Farm.
The farm is a memory of when we were young,
with lots of cow and sheep dung,
long grass and fresh air brings our family togerther and kids everywere.
There's a beautiful view of the beach,
Sometimes I wish I could put my hand out and reach.
The farm is like a huge green land,
You can walk down to the beach and get lots of sand.
The animals are big cute and always around,
Leaving presents all over the ground.
Every few years we go mushrooming,
Cooking it up with meat that is lean.
Every few years easter come's around,
Leaving easter eggs scattered all of the ground,
We have fun hunting for eggs,
Sometimes there are clues hanging by pegs.
Our farm seams very famous because of Mercedes Bend,
Where the path will lead us to were the farm may end.
By Anna and Ellie. (2006)
The farm is a memory of when we were young,
with lots of cow and sheep dung,
long grass and fresh air brings our family togerther and kids everywere.
There's a beautiful view of the beach,
Sometimes I wish I could put my hand out and reach.
The farm is like a huge green land,
You can walk down to the beach and get lots of sand.
The animals are big cute and always around,
Leaving presents all over the ground.
Every few years we go mushrooming,
Cooking it up with meat that is lean.
Every few years easter come's around,
Leaving easter eggs scattered all of the ground,
We have fun hunting for eggs,
Sometimes there are clues hanging by pegs.
Our farm seams very famous because of Mercedes Bend,
Where the path will lead us to were the farm may end.
By Anna and Ellie. (2006)
Poem about Mum.
Mum
You smell like a beautiful new red rose blosseming,
you look like a shinning star in the night sky,
you feel like a pool of water smooth and adictive,
you pull me closer and closer just like a magnet,
you have a very special loving touch,
that lives in the middle of my heart,
thats where it will always stay.
By Anna.
You smell like a beautiful new red rose blosseming,
you look like a shinning star in the night sky,
you feel like a pool of water smooth and adictive,
you pull me closer and closer just like a magnet,
you have a very special loving touch,
that lives in the middle of my heart,
thats where it will always stay.
By Anna.
Cinquain.
Ocean
Greeny blue sea
Movement, rolling, curling
There's a beautiful underworld
Water.
By Anna.
Greeny blue sea
Movement, rolling, curling
There's a beautiful underworld
Water.
By Anna.
Cinquains
Leaflike
Brown and green leaves
Free falling and twisting
a current of air brushing me
ripple.
By Anna.
Brown and green leaves
Free falling and twisting
a current of air brushing me
ripple.
By Anna.
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