My name is Lewis and at the moment I'm reading a book about Mrs Gillbanks nephew and the book is called called See Ya Simon. This book was recommended to me by Mrs Gillbanks and it was a memory of her nephew nick who died. Not because he was growing old and not because he was murded, but because he has muscular dystrophy.
Wednesday 17 October: Simon had a wheel chair that was manual but over the holidays his bones got allot weaker so now he has an electrical wheel chair. Today I read that Simon's class had their photo and you could see the change in Simon's development.From strong and healthy like us to weak and tired.
Friday 19 October: On the way home from school simon's wheel chair battery ran out and so his friend had to push the chair. The downside for his friend is that now simon has an automatic wheel chair it's a lot heavier than his manual chair.
Wednsday 24 October: At the moment the auther is going through simons child hood and how kids parents did'nt feel comtible with their kids near simon. Because some kid started a rumar that simon had aids and that was why he's sick.
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Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Clouds
WALT use information from our reading to write a poem.
Clouds
Rain goes
in a water cycle when rain and water make puddles
then it start’s to evaporate
into the clouds and comes back down,
that’s when it rains,
then keeps going
round and round.
By Taye
WALT use information from our reading to write a poem.
Clouds
Clouds float low and high
in the glimmering blue sky.
They help our plants grow tall and strong.
Clouds give the rivers water to flow.
They also give the sea some water so we can
jump in with a one, two, three.
By Kurtis
WALT use information from our reading to write a poem.
Clouds
Clouds help our
plants grow.
They travel
through the sky.
They make me
happy-they make me sad.
They bring me joy-
they make me mad.
Clouds are
wonderful every season of the year.
By Elizabeth
Clouds
WALT use information from our reading to write a poem.
CLOUDS
CLOUDS
Clouds fly in the sky.
They look beautiful when they are high.
You wish you were tall enough to see that every cloud is different.
By Alyssa
WALT use our new knowledge about clouds to write a poem.
CLOUDS
Clouds floating in the sky
sometimes low sometimes high.
Some clouds are black
and some clouds are white
and when it rains and it has
finished
the clouds evaporate the left over
drops of rain.
By Joshua
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