Monthly Archives: November 2016

We have been learning to write a short story October 14th, 2016 The two of us we were the only ones left. The only ones who made it to this island. As I sat up with the taste of salt … Continue reading →

We have been learning to write a setting description. Falling vegetation masked the damp and soggy dirt. The ebony abyss is surrounded by vines, struggling to walk through the tangled path he moved forward. Scared yet cautious he stepped into the abyss. Stepping in the huge, … Continue reading →

We have been learning to write a recount October 1st Today we went to sunny Spain to have a lovely meal. Dad had some barbequed meat with chips, mum was boring and had a plain salad with vegetables. I had … Continue reading →

We have been learning to write a setting description. As he approached the tangled vines, he could still hear the waterfall cascading. Above him, he could hear the foreign birds conspiring against him. After stepping into the blue pond his … Continue reading →

We have been learning to write a setting description With his shoes squelching in the mud he approached the concealed opening to the temple. The vines around the entrance slithered from side-to-side, looking like snakes. In the distance he could hear … Continue reading →

We have been learning to write a setting description. With  his shoes making a squidgy sound he approached the concealed opening to the temple. The fingers of vines where like snakes guarding the entrance the distance birds screeched in pain … Continue reading →

LO: we have been learning to write a character description. Then the war began. Kensuke heard a gun shot from the depths of the ocean. He could hear screams and brave soldiers shouting for back-up. Hair stood up on his neck. … Continue reading →

We have been learning to write a recount 10th October 2016 August 10 Today we visited sunny Spain to sunbathe on one of their golden, sandy beaches. Before we got there I saw: jelly-fish, dolphins, turtles and a shark off … Continue reading →

In the distance, he could still hear the birds’ eerie whistle. Finger-like vines lurked in the ebony abyss reaching out to grab him. Mossy damp walls surrounded the approach. He could still hear the slowly crashing water, taking a big … Continue reading →

He was diminutive, no taller  than me, and a old a man as I had ever seen. He wore nothing but a pair of tattered breeches bunched at the waist, and there was a large knife in his belt. He … Continue reading →