Friday 26 September 2014

THE FRIENDLY CROCODILE

Once upon a time there was a little girl called pepper. She was going to visit her secret friend the crocodile she was going to feed him. When she arrived at the lake she got a soft feeling. OH NOOOO she shouted I forgot to get the orange so she rushed back home. After she got the orange she ran back to the lake and threw the orange then the crocodile jumped up and caught it in his humongous mouth. Good boy she replied I love you so much you’re the bestes FRIEND in the entire world.  

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CRACK! Suddenly a bolt of lightning appeared and disappeared within a blink of an eye, but not just any human’s eye. They had the colour of an ignited orange flame appeared in the darkness. The eyes beamed into the dark swamp. It was the crocodile that owned this swamp, the crocodile that forgot his name. A soft voice appeared in the darkness. “I know your name crocodile”. Said the cute voice. Ha, ha, “I know you do, you just said it”. Said crocodile. “Your real name not your stupid animal name. It is Pepper”. Said the voice. “Thankyou”.Said Pepper. 

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Croc the crocodile was sitting on the soft sand waiting for the beautiful sun to rise. As it was rising people started turning up to the beach. So croc the crocodile went home. Croc forgot to close the door behind him. When he went inside croc noticed a whole lot of bright orange fish rushing through his door. They were knocking over everything they saw. Like the pepper and salt. He swam as fast as he could to close the door he was so relieved. But there was pepper and salt all over the place. Croc could not stop sneezing.

Tuesday 23 September 2014

A Trip to the Swamp.

A trip to the most desolate swamp on earth was my school’s idea, NOT mine. A swamp filled with exotic animals would assure one less child on the ride back. Our group shuffled with the host as we looked around, the humidity made me sleepy and I forgot where the group went. I had a small container of Pepper in case I had to defend myself. All of a sudden an object that looked like a puddle of Fanta drifted towards me. I let my pepper go before the soft orange crocodile bit me. It sneezed gross green snot everywhere.

Friday 19 September 2014

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Finally the announcement came. It has been 100 years since the bridge has been bombed. Right now there is only half a bridge standing. a part of the announcement was that they are going to build a bigger and better bridge. They wanted some volunteers to help of course I volunteered we started straight away there were so many cranes and trucks. after about a month it was nearly finished but there was still a lot to go . Suddenly all you could hear was rumbling. Out of the corner of my eye a whole lot of water smashed over the bridge.

Friday 12 September 2014

‘Finally we can make a start on moving things’ as I grinned to mum ‘I still don’t know why we had to move houses again mum? I questioned but she didn't reply though. “Come on Cameron help Caitlin move those boxes in to the van. “Uggh I wish we never had to move I can already tell ill hate the new school I just know it” I groaned”. “Can you stop complaining or I’ll tell mum” so I stopped. After hours of unloading and loading the day was gone. After a replenishing long sleep it was time to go to the new school time yay.


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As we were setting up for prep. We had to help eachother get there stalls ready. If we helped other stalls we got 50 misms each to add to our budget. Chirah raced to ask how long we had left. She sprinted back with only ten minutes to go. The chew chew chews rushed to get there product but someone has moved them. We all ran around asking where the chilly bin has gone the all said they don’t know where they went. All of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw our red chilly bin finally we can make a start.

Monday 8 September 2014

100 word Broden

As I walked into the grease like smelling park Jacob yelled “greasy world” then his words echoed throughout the dead carnival, all in sight was old rusty metal rides screeching and pulsing to explode, it was a large park filled with was tents, games, and old rides, Jacob, Tui, and I walked over to the merry go round clipping our self’s in we yell to the old man “wake up” the old man dribbles on the keyboard , big electric sparks crackle all over the cylinder board. Then a speaker slowly explains the instructions I yawned then said “and finally we can start” The final end sea.