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=Saddest moment...= I knew he was sick, I had been told, the doctors said he had about one month to live. I was aware it could happen.

Then one day while i was at technology, Sophie came up to me...she was crying, she told me Ms Smith wanted to see me. The first thing that ran through my mind, am i in trouble...whats happened?I was in a room with only Ms Smith, Sophie and myself. Ms Smith asked Sophie if she wanted to tell me did she want her too.I was getting impatient, I wanted to know what it was, then she said it, it hit me like a high speeding car, I didn't know what to do, what to say.She told me my great grandad had gotten worse and she had received a call from Aunty Lynda saying that she thought we should go see him.I started to cry i just couldn't help it.We walked out,people started to gather and crowd around us,asking us what was wrong

Next thing I knew I was pulling into the driveway of where he was staying, there was family everywhere.As soon as i walked into the room i saw him lying on his bed, I was in shock, he never use to look that way, I could see his pain. The cancer had spread all through his body, I just wanted him to be happy.I spent as much time as i could with him,sitting next to him, talking to him. Even though he couldn't reply I knew he was listening. He was always use to ask hows that little swimmer going?

The next couple of days my parents got a call saying that he had passed away. Dad told me, I just slowly walked away, when i got to my room I started to cry, mum came in and gave me a hug, I still went to school that day, I tried to stay strong...for him.

Now everytime I swim.I know hes watching me,I know he would be so proud.I do the best I can...for him

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Poetry
We are doing poetry in our class at the moment here is some of mine,



Shining through the branches is a golden ray of light, I shield my eyes, for it is so bright, Through the trees the wind blew, But the sky above remained blue, A beautiful day, In the middle of May, Not a sound to be heard, Not even a bird, But still I listen, And the sunlight still glistens, As I steal a last glance, The leaves still prance, In their last dance.

By Katrina Simmonds With the help of Emma Hewitt

Another poem...(ment to be a picture too)

It's about snails

My name is Snail, I live a silent life, No friends, No family, No money, no car, I rely on myself and my swirled shaped shell, My life is Hell, People step on me.

By Katrina Simmonds

toc New literacy unit... We have started a new literacy unit...wacky word We had to choose a nursery rhyme then change the words and make it more descriptive but without changing the story line Paula's and I's Poem.

Three Blind mice

The triple sightless mice, the triple sightless mice Observe how they trot, observe how they trot They all trot after the yeoman’s Mrs Who erased the small creatures tail with machete Have you ever observed such a thing in your life span As triple sightless mice?

Tilly Sails-Absent

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