My pepeha

blue coulor poem

WALT: Use figurative language in our writing

Blue reminds me of water gushing down a waterfall.

Blue tastes like fresh water from a mountain spring.

Blue is the immense force of rain spreading down my windowsill like tears on a sad face.

Blue smells like dirty socks in the washing.

Blue feels like sadness filling me up like a bucket of water .

Blue reminds me of feet going “Splash”in a puddle.

Blue looks like the slide on the junior playground.

Blue sounds like rain streaming on the window.

last week ,we created our own colour poem using a range of descriptive language

my Diorama

Ducks take over the world part 9

Ducks take over the world part 9

By isaac,Neelansh

Quaaaaaaaaaaak quaking news the ultimate wolf has escaped hushi bushi quack jail look “oh no” what has happened

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we all are doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomed. Mean while the 5 friends were sleeping but then blob farted which blowed up the house and made the 4 other friends wake up And they walked out of the house and opened their eyes and they were surrounded by wolves. Oh nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.( mean while in duck village the escaped wolf pack was attacking duck village.)

“Get the bread gun 2000 duck soldiers” “quack sir” (the bread gun 2000. )

that gun can’t harm us. “Quackkkkk!”(in translation : “Then this duck atomic crumb bomb will blow this wolfie up yeah right take cover”.)Then some bread bomb duck planes started to drop bread bombs on the wolfs “QUACK!”(in translation:”Ha that should teach that wolfie a lesson!” (right now where the five friends campsite is.) Wait blob did you use that forcefield source as a  toilet yeah everyone get their gas masks. “Hey blob can I have your phone.” ok action drama potty hold

it right there cameraman that's not in the script.oh a where was I oh yeah boom poof all that boring vocab from school.yuck the pain the agiany.Quick get the bread mobile bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread Bread guy sort of. Ok enough of the song just get us on the bread road. Hey put my favorite song on blob ok.They see me quacking they hate it controlling yu gotta catch me ridin dirty gotta catch me ridin dirty.OMG stop the car the duck village is being attacked. Done Done Done !

To be continued.

Where am I?

WHERE AM I?
You are able to see the long white cloud stretching across the land.
You are able to see long bay across the coast filled with swimmers and lifeguards.
The height of the famous tower is 328 meters high. You are able to see the towering heights up above the Ground

Where am I?

beach art

Red

Red looks like lava erupting from a volcano, engulfing everything in its path in flames.

Red looks like a majestic sunset on a beautiful summer day.

Red smells like a delicious apple pie and tomato sauce.

Red tastes like yummy, fiery pizza and spicy ghost pepper.

Red feels like the warm, cozy sun.

Red feels like rose petals touching my skin.

Red reminds me of fire destroying everything in its path.

Red reminds me of the blood we contain in our veins.

Red is hot, furious and represents anger.