Rubbish looks like heaps of dirty bottles in a pile of dirty surroundings.
Rubbish sounds like paper getting scrunched up in the rain.
Rubbish smells like disgusting poop.
Rubbish tastes like old dust.
Nau Mai haere mai - Welcome to my reflective blog. Please remember I am learning to write my ideas clearly for an audience. There maybe mistakes but I look forward to your helpful, thoughtful and kind comments.
Wednesday, 16 September 2015
Saturday, 5 September 2015
The day off for my sore foot
While other people had Cross-Country I had a sore foot because I had banged it on the playground then on our fireplace. After that, I banged it on the bath tub, then I even banged it on the door. OWWWWWWWWW! So, I stayed home and had a rest on the couch. I played Block City Wars on the iPad and after few hours me and my nana done some work on the tukutuku panel. Next, we fixed up my whip. After few more hours my sister came back from Cross-Country. She told me that she went running off the track and said she didn't have a fun day.
DENHAM DAVEY
While other people had Cross-Country I had a sore foot because I had banged it on the playground then on our fireplace. After that, I banged it on the bath tub, then I even banged it on the door. OWWWWWWWWW! So, I stayed home and had a rest on the couch. I played Block City Wars on the iPad and after few hours me and my nana done some work on the tukutuku panel. Next, we fixed up my whip. After few more hours my sister came back from Cross-Country. She told me that she went running off the track and said she didn't have a fun day.
DENHAM DAVEY
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