Thursday, July 23, 2020
The camping trip
On the second week of the school holidays my family and I went camping at Taputaputa bay and there was a mucky muddy surface so we stayed in the dry field,it was likely surprising first but that's just the beginning because at the end of the campsite is a ready built metal and mesh track for hikers who would like to walk over the sharp pointy mountains to spirits bay but would you want to walk 8 hours and 27 kilometers if it was me I wouldn't , any way I got lucky because at the start of the track is a 100 year old tree and next to it was a blue cross bow screw on tip.
As warm day turned into starry night I fell asleZzzzz. When the morning dawn arises we packed camp and drove to Spirits bay, and as campfinnaly finished I sat down in wonder and s asked my dad “what's it like underwater” and my dad replied “will my child it's cold and the current washes you away. And the fisa are called Mou Mou and Moke, those are the most common fish there.” I thought it was interesting so I tried it the next day, so in the afternoon I got dress in my wet suit and walked to the rocks to dive but as I was walking in a started hyperventilating so many bubbles rushing through my head but all was good because my dad was their once i hopped out I froze to death. By Kaycee
Monday, July 20, 2020
Friday, September 6, 2019
My Bunny Story
In class, I chose to write a story about my favourite toy.
Once upon a time there was a small bunny. Her name was Wildstyle, and she was green and fluffy. She lived in a mansion and she did ballet classes. Her teacher was Mr Ezra. Sometimes she did the splits. Sometimes she did kung fu with Master Wong.
She loved her five sisters and four brothers. All of her brothers are twins. They do the same thing every day - well not really the same thing... they just copy each other. Another thing that Wildstyle liked to do is to watch tv. She had her own golden remote. While she is doing that, all her brothers and sisters come to annoy her and to watch a movie with her tv, and sit on her shiny couch.
I love my bunny toy, which is why I want her to be real. But not just her, I mean all my toys! I love my toys and I love playing with them too.
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