We have been doing a really awesome literacy topic where we have been learning to write poems and stories with pictures.
This is my work. Looking for a friend
A long time ago there lived a little bird called Budgie She lived all
by herself in the and was getting very lonely.
There was nobody to play with. She had tried to make new friends with the other birds
but they wouldn’t let her play. So she decided to pack up her house and took her special spoon and some food. She left all she knew behind and started her long trip to find a new friend.
First she came to the forest but nothing there would be her friend,not even
the toadstools would be her friend so she keep on flying to see if she could
find herself a best friend somewhere else.
She next came to the desert the desert was huge it was so big and plane. She
started to look around the desert to see if anyone here would be her friend.
It was just about night time now and she needed to find a place to she she had
had no luck with finding some friends, so she went off again to see if she could find a new friend somewhere else.
It was getting late now and she was getting really tired she had been going
all day. Just when she thought she would have no luck he bumped in to a
Old cat and a little turtle.
“Hello my name is Fred and this is Edward we come from the jungle and we are trying to find our way home,can you help us.
“I can try said Budgie. Im looking for a friend will you be my friend?”
“Sure thing” said Fred. So they all lived happily ever after.
A beautiful Flower
As the old frail man stood gazing out on the edge on the land
holding a flower with such radiance in his hand
for he realized a world with her, was a world with was a sunshine and romance
with fine silks and fine foods,
and as he held the beautifully scented flower in his tired, gnarled hands
he smiled to himself as he thought pf his delicate late wife.
By Ale All Alone
Hungry and alone
With the ground for a home
In a darkened world I stay
I have no family, no friends
No way for a mends
Nothing to eat nor a drop of water to drink
I sit wide eyed and waiting
In a ghostlike world
In a darkened world I stay
Silent and frail as I gaze petrified hoping for a better world some day.
By Ale
The Flame
As the magnificent flame started to flare,
flickering and flaring in the dark lonely night.
It began to dance beautifully,
in amazing blues and oranges,
twisting and turning ever moving,
the colours so beautiful,
and so enchanting.
By Ale
A beautiful morning
The beautiful sun was shinning so bright
in the new morning light.
A little magpie high up in the tree started to sing
with its new stolen bling.
Then the little magpie began to fly
in the glistening blue sky
The leaves on the huge tree rustled loudly as the autumn day started
as it knew it would soon be parted.
by Ale and Cheryl.
Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winky sprinted through the village,
up the elevator and down the elevator
In his nightshirt knocking at the glass and screaming through the keyhole,
are all the chidlers in their boudoirs,
its past 20 o clock.
Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Tapping at the window and crying through the lock,
Are all the children in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?
By Ale and Madeline
A man named Bob
One day I saw a nam mamed Bob,
He sas witting on a bench,
with his hands on kis hnees
and cis hat resting on lis hap
sust jitting there under the trees.
By Ale
LITERACY
We have been doing a really awesome literacy topic where we have been learning to write poems and stories with pictures.
This is my work.
Looking for a friend
A long time ago there lived a little bird called Budgie She lived all
by herself in the and was getting very lonely.
There was nobody to play with. She had tried to make new friends with the other birds
but they wouldn’t let her play. So she decided to pack up her house and took her special spoon and some food. She left all she knew behind and started her long trip to find a new friend.
First she came to the forest but nothing there would be her friend,not even
the toadstools would be her friend so she keep on flying to see if she could
find herself a best friend somewhere else.
She next came to the desert the desert was huge it was so big and plane. She
started to look around the desert to see if anyone here would be her friend.
It was just about night time now and she needed to find a place to she she had
had no luck with finding some friends, so she went off again to see if she could find a new friend somewhere else.
It was getting late now and she was getting really tired she had been going
all day. Just when she thought she would have no luck he bumped in to a
Old cat and a little turtle.
“Hello my name is Fred and this is Edward we come from the jungle and we are trying to find our way home,can you help us.
“I can try said Budgie. Im looking for a friend will you be my friend?”
“Sure thing” said Fred. So they all lived happily ever after.
A beautiful Flower
As the old frail man stood gazing out on the edge on the land
holding a flower with such radiance in his hand
for he realized a world with her, was a world with was a sunshine and romance
with fine silks and fine foods,
and as he held the beautifully scented flower in his tired, gnarled hands
he smiled to himself as he thought pf his delicate late wife.
By Ale
All Alone
Hungry and alone
With the ground for a home
In a darkened world I stay
I have no family, no friends
No way for a mends
Nothing to eat nor a drop of water to drink
I sit wide eyed and waiting
In a ghostlike world
In a darkened world I stay
Silent and frail as I gaze petrified hoping for a better world some day.
By Ale
The Flame
As the magnificent flame started to flare,
flickering and flaring in the dark lonely night.
It began to dance beautifully,
in amazing blues and oranges,
twisting and turning ever moving,
the colours so beautiful,
and so enchanting.
By Ale
A beautiful morning
The beautiful sun was shinning so bright
in the new morning light.
A little magpie high up in the tree started to sing
with its new stolen bling.
Then the little magpie began to fly
in the glistening blue sky
The leaves on the huge tree rustled loudly as the autumn day started
as it knew it would soon be parted.
by Ale and Cheryl.
Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winky sprinted through the village,
up the elevator and down the elevator
In his nightshirt knocking at the glass and screaming through the keyhole,
are all the chidlers in their boudoirs,
its past 20 o clock.
Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Tapping at the window and crying through the lock,
Are all the children in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?
By Ale and Madeline
A man named Bob
One day I saw a nam mamed Bob,
He sas witting on a bench,
with his hands on kis hnees
and cis hat resting on lis hap
sust jitting there under the trees.
By Ale
My made up word!