Down the stairs to the deep, dark basement but to get down there you have to get over the fence. In the dark scary basement is a secret room which not many people know about and there are no lights in the basement so I can not see where I am going so I could walk into anything and anything could happen down here. I have no idea where this goes to or if it does go anywhere. I am hoping that nothing is going to happen. I keep hearing strange noises. I am hoping that I will find some sort of light which I don't think will happen but hopefully it does happen. The noises are getting louder as I walk further. I have never heard these noises before so I don't know what they are. I have to now go to the end and there is another door and there is light coming from inside and this is where the noises are coming from.
1.To get better at spelling.
2.use more descriptive language. Looking for my car then when I find it I find out that there is a dog in the car next to me. When it see's me it start's to bark. When the dog bark's I get a fright and drop what I have in my hand's, the dog keep's barking. Reading: I am improving with reading without stopping .I am trying to get better at saying big words.
Maths: I am good at some times table’s. I need to do more math’s at home. Writing: I am getting neater at writing. I need to get better at spelling. ASPIRE: I was good at making a game. I want to get better with sharing things with the class. Social: I have made some friends. I want to make more friends from other classes. Goals:
Once there was a chicken that was as feathery and fluffy as a wild bear. Its beck was as pointy as a sharp, gleaming knife. The eggs are as fragile as a baby's bones and his neck as long as a giraffe's neck. It is so long it can get stuff from the top of the biggest tree in the world. His wings are as long as a soaring albatross's wings. He is as soft as a fluffy pillow. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle's eye. It looks like a chicken, tastes like a chicken and sounds like a chicken, clucking and rustling. His claws are as pointy as pins. my tent
Waking up because I am freezing cold, looking out of the flapping tent at the freezing cold crunchy white snow. I’m wondering how long this is going to go for,am I going to make it out, wondering if there are any wild animals out side my tent, waiting for me to come out. Wind whistling through through the open tent, and ruffling my hair I shiver. I am feeling very scared, trying to find somewhere outside where there is no snow or water just where it is dry enough to try to light a fire to thaw my cold bones.I am looking for something to make a bow and arrow so I can get some food.If I see any animals and. I am looking I am hoping no wild animals try to attack me. Here I am at camp. I am watching the butter sizzle in the pan so I can start making a pancake, finally now the butter has melted. I have now got the pancake mixture in the pan and flipping them hoping theyy would land in the pan, not on the ground.
Waiting for it to be cooked thinking how much longer is this going to take. It has now finished cooking. I turned off the gas cooker. I keep flipping the pancake in the pan, I am waiting for it to cool down. It has now cooled down. I can now eat it. I am thinking of how good it will taste. It tastes super fan |
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