Into The Cave

Walt: write a narrative Walt: demonstrate understanding of a number of strategies and skills for writing.

Image Attribution: By Doug Knuth from Woodstock, IL (Son Doong-47) [CC BY-SA 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Walking through a magnificent dark cave were three best friends, and their names were Cacy, Maddie, Teresa. They were trying to get to the other side. Walking deeper and deeper the 3 friends got scared. Suddenly they see three dark shadows ahead of them. They slowly walked closer and closer

So Cacy, Maddie, Teresa kept on walking and walking till they got three different tunnels. “ Oh no, how are we going to get to the other side ” said Teresa. “ Ok” said Cacy, “ We will all split up into each tunnel, and if you find the way out then come out and led the way” said Cacy speaking so fast, and nearly ran out of breath. Teresa replied “ Ok, then LET’S GO”. Splitting up the girls felt scared. “ My cave isn’t is yelled out Cacy, “ So isn’t mine” said Teresa. “ Well, mine is” said Maddi in the middle tunnel. “ Come on Teresa said Cacy.

Heading through the middle was scarey, because it was the darkest tunnel of all. Finally reaching the end of the tunnel, their adventure through the darkest tunnel of all was over. Even do the cave and the tunnel was so dark and scarey the three best friend, Cacy, Maddi, Taresha  had a  good time out on a hike.

Task description: To do this task I had to learn how to writing a full narritive. But only in 40 minutes. I had to write about a group of friends in a cave lost. First I had to do my planning, the Characters, Problem and the End.   

Interpreting Poems

Walt: To write Interpreting Poems 

Tulip Sunday In the Botanical Gardens bright tulips spread out like a yellow tablecloth on a table with thousands of legs. Some tulips have red lips and dark black eyes. They bow and curtsy in the wind. By Laura Ranger Rags The night wind rips a cloud sheet into rags, then rubs, rubs the October moon until it shines like a brass doorknob. By Judith Thurman Paperclips A jumbled sight, The sheets I write – High time for paperclips To take a bite And clasp them tight Between bright bulldog lips! By X. J. Kennedy Lawnmower The lawnmower Grinds its teeth Over the grass, Spitting out a thick Green spray; Its head is too full Of iron and oil To know What it throws Away: The lawn's whole Crop of chopped Soft, Delicious Green hay. By Valerie Worth Sun The sun Is a leaping fire Too hot To go near, But it will still Lie down In warm yellow squares On the floor Like a flat Quilt, where The cat can curl And purr. By Valerie Worth Task description:To do this task I had to write down ways in which the object describe to make it seem alive.

Poems

Walt: Writing Poems using, Verbs, Nouns and Adjectives.

Science class

Sinence class