COLOUR POEM

green.

feels like long grass.

tastes like green popcorn.

smells like green shampoo.

sounds like green leaves waving in the wind.

looks like an apple.

                                                                     

black.

feels like dark shadow.

tastes like yummy chochlote cake.

smells like gas.

sounds like fart.

looks like slimy goo.

     

in the garden

                                                                 in the garden.


in the garden we planted a new plant. first we dig a hole.second we put sheep pooh in the hole. third we put the plant in to 
the hole then your done

  

book report

After the war

By bob kerr

When my father came home from the war we planted a tree in front of the house. We watered it is sheltered it in winter  . The tree grew strong and tall.It flowered in spring summer, and .  in summer,starling built nests in in its branches.in autumn we picked the apples. In winter, the tree would wait for spring.seasons came and went. One winter , a storm cut the tree  we’ll have to clear the tree away, said my son. There’s something we must do first,i said . we planted a tree in front of the house.

            By alekisio.