That was summer

Room 7 had fun writing about our holidays this week. We used a poem by Marci Ridlon called summer as motivation. We brainstormed all of the different things that we did then used our senses to describe the experience.

Here are a few of our finished poems...

Remember when me and mum went to the beach.

I could feel the soft sand on my warm feet.

That was summer!

Remember the day when me and my friends

had a humongous water fight at Nan's house.

I could feel the cold water running down my face.

That was summer!

By Harlem

 

 

Remember the day at the cold beach when

mum splashed the water in my face.

That was summer!

Remember when I was jumping on the trampoline.

I jumped so high that I almost touched the top of my large, tall house.

That was summer!

Remember the day when my mum and me ate fish and chips.

I could taste the salty chips in my mouth.

That was summer!

 

By Giovanna

 

 

Remember when I was at the top of the fearfall.

I could see for miles and miles and all the mountains.

That was summer!

Remember when I went fishing and I could smell the dead fish.

Remember when I went bowling with Laz

and I knocked down all the pins.

That was summer!

 

By Lacrae