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Friday 28 July 2017

White stones

WALT: Write a weather poem using strong verbs


Children were dashing across the court, as the hail tackled and fought.

The trees are having a real big fit, as the grass begins to get hit. It gets so cold outside the animals begin to hide. If a fire was lit it would be sure to go out, I bet you 1k it would be freezing someone's snout. The hail is bouncing up and down as it hits hard against the ground.