Pictures in the Mind

I have been practising using words that give readers pictures in their minds.

A few weeks ago, it was a very beautiful day and that was good because it was my whole school Athletics Day. We did cool sorts of events like high jump, long jump and sprints.

First, I went to high jump. The girls lined up and Jaimee’s mum took our names. I waited nervously behind laekin.

When it was my turn, I closed my eyes to calm down. I took a few breaths then I thought to myself, “I can do this. I can do this.” I ran as fast as a cheetah then I scissor- kicked over the bar, and made it over. All of the others made it over too for the first jump.

As we scissor-kicked over the grey bar, Karla, Jasmine’s mum, lifted it up higher and higher. It got challenging. Some of the girls had to sit down because they didn't make it over. Laekin, Charlotte and I were the only other ones left standing. I ran as fast as I could to the grey bar, I scissor-kicked over it and landed on the blue plastic high jump mat. Laekin didn’t make it and neither did Charlotte. I won. I felt proud of myself.

Athletics Day

Grandads Lesson

Long, long ago, even before my mum and dad were alive, my grandad Uncle Picky lived in a cottage in the woods. His cottage was brown and black wood and had a tin roof. Uncle Picky had black hair and the coolest eyes you could imagine. He had a lovely cottage also everyone who went there loved it, until the accident happened.

On a summery morning, Grandad was really hot so he went fishing. Grandad didn’t know that he wasn’t  meant to be fishing today.

Before he went fishing, he went for a swim. Grandad wasn’t allowed swimming either.

Before he could get out of the water, a rip got Grandad. He tried to swim out of the current but the current was too strong. There was a whirlpool that Grandad was heading straight into. It looked like a swirly lollipop!!!!! Grandad spun around like he was cotton candy on a stick. Grandad went down the whirlpool like he was bungy jumping of the sky tower. Grandad didn’t pass away. He jumped up and out of the current then he doggy-paddled back into shore. Everyone else who was swimming clapped for Grandad. 

“He doesn’t deserve the clap,” said Grandad’s cousin.

Grandad’s cousin who didn’t like Grandad that much was coming on his boat. The boat was coming straight at Grandad as fast as a cheetah but a woman called Janet saved Grandad. She jumped to push his body out of the way. The disaster was that the boat crashed into Grandad’s cottage. Grandad lived with Janet until Grandad’s house was fixed.

Gumdrop's Lesson

Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Percy. She had a cat called Gumdrop. It had black and white fur. They lived in a cottage in the woods and lived happily together.

One day, Gumdrop got a fright from a delivery truck and ran away. Some children saw Gumdrop and chased after her. A dog saw Gumdrop so she had nowhere to run except up a hollow twisty tree so she ran up it.  
At the cottage, Percy was looking for Gumdrop. She didn’t know what was going to happen. Was she hungry, cold or warm? The only thing Percy could think of was, “How did GumDrop get out? GumDrop must have got a fright from the delivery truck!!!”

Percy screamed, "Ahhhhh!!!!!!" as loud as an elephant’s sneeze! "Where is GumDrop?"

Back where Gumdrop was, a little girl walked by with her mum exactly where she was. “Look at that cat in the tree. Can we have her please, please, pretty please?” said the little girl.

The little girl’s mum said, “Ok but if we see one sign, we are handing it in, ok?”

Back in the village where Percy lived, she was panicking. Percy looked out the window. She saw GumDrop walking. Percy ran outside to get Gumdrop. The little girl who found Gumdrop said, “Go away. I will call the police to come and get you!!!’’

Percy knew that she wouldn’t give up too early. Percy had taken the cat and ran as fast as she could, even faster than a cheetah. She got inside and locked everything. Percy and Gumdrop lived happily ever after.

Athletics Practice

We are practising throwing the discus.

Zero Waste

Cross Country