Friday, 26 September 2014

NARRATIVE WRITING



                     UNDER THE RU G


I had just finished putting out the furniture in my new house, when I saw something quickly run out from under the stripy rug. I ran to see what was under the rug. Nothing was there. I said to myself I was just seeing things.

A month passed and I was walking into the living room. I saw a small hill like shape, it was under the rug. I picked up a wooden chair and started bashing the rug with all my might. Whatever it was started crawling to the corner of the rug.

Suddenly two big red eyes were staring right at me. I screamed a bloodcurdling scream. I sprinted to the other side of the house only to find the monster in another room. I ran in to my bedroom and slammed the door shut.

 I knew that the stripy rug was the monster's home. So I sneakily picked up the rug and dashed to the car and put the rug in the boot, hoping that monster was still in the rug. I heard a tearing sound. Good it's in the boot, I thought.

I got to the dump. I picked up the rug to throw it in the dump before the monster could get back in the car. I quickly speed off home. I was glad it was all over.

Thursday, 18 September 2014

Acrostic poem



OBEDIENT LEARNERS 

ACTIVE THINKERS

KIND TO OTHERS

LOVES TO LEARN

ALWAYS USING C.A.R.E VALUES

NEVER GIVE UP

DOING GREAT LEARNING

SHARING WITH OTHERS

                            BY ISABELLA