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I had a lot of fun on camp this year the bad thing was walking up all those hills and moutains. I liked over night camp the best because we played spot light and got to stay up a bit later at night. Mini golf was fun I got one hole in one then it went down hill from then on first I hit it into the bush then I hit it in the water after I got my ball out jesse hit his in to when went to get it he fell in and got very wet. After all that I hit it out of the mini golf area and had to run around and get my golf ball.When we went to the rock pools we found lots of wierd sea snails and fish and even some angry crabs. On the lastday of camp we had breakfast and lunch then got on the coaches and went back to hamilton I was on the best coach because it had tv screens in it so we watch a movie on the way back from camp.
my goals
to increase my spelling age.
to increase my reading age.
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The old rusty shed
In the old rusty death trap
No life is around
Standing steady not one s…
The old rusty shed
In the old rusty death trap
No life is around
Standing steady not one sound
As the sun starts rising
On the bare dead trees
Morning mist comes as it please
No life on land
Just dirt and holes
But one white flower stands by the old wooden poles
Dark wooden windows
No shadow in sight
If you come knocking you’ll leave with a fright
Its long wooden hands
Attached to the tree
Standing steady swaying freely
Elliot, Nick, Tava, Amelia
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WRITING:
The old rusty shed
In the old rusty death trap
No life is around
Standing steady not one sound
As the sun starts rising
On the bare dead trees
Morning mist comes as it please
No life on land
Just dirt and holes
But one white flower stands by the old wooden poles
Dark wooden windows
No shadow in sight
If you come knocking you’ll leave with a fright
Its long wooden hands
Attached to the tree
Standing steady swaying freely
Elliot, Nick, Tava, Amelia
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One evening me and my dad were watch TV when we saw a old cat looking from the corn maze it looked like a stray cat it was quite ugly the breed was tortuous shell. It must of had been pregnant before or it might of been fat when the cat had a owner. We went outside and the cat ran away it must of been a stray for a while because it was scared of people. We started to put ham outside on the other side of the fence then another cat came this cat was black and white that was scared of people to and it had blue eyes and that means the cat was less than six weeks old. We started to put the ham closer and closer to the house. After two weeks we could still not touch them but we could get near them at least I went to the pet shop and got a cat toy it was a mouse I made a hole in the toy and tired a string to the toy. Then I chucked it in the corn maze and I pulled it back and started to real it in then the corn was moving like a wild animal was storming the corn field it was the little black and white cat. I played with it for a while then i got close so close I could touch the little black and white cat. Stroked it for a while then the next day the old cat came and it came in the house and so did the other cat. We decided to keep the cats we named the little black and white one cheeky and the other one we could not decide on a name for it. We have had them for about two years now but another evening a little tabby stray came to our place. We had to do it all over again.
By Elliot Lamont
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The old rusty shed
In the old rusty death trap
No life is around
Standing steady not one s…
The old rusty shed
In the old rusty death trap
No life is around
Standing steady not one sound
As the sun starts rising
On the bare dead trees
Morning mist comes as it please
No life on land
Just dirt and holes
But one white flower stands by the old wooden poles
Dark wooden windows
No shadow in sight
If you come knocking you’ll leave with a fright
Its long wooden hands
Attached to the tree
Standing steady swaying freely
Elliot, Nick, Tava, Amelia
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