Writing game

Walking outside with the class to the bright sun. The teacher was holding a bucket of yellow splashing water. We sat on the two brown benches so the teacher could tell us the rules of the game. 

The game was called full teacher bucket. The rules where we had a cup and a ice cream container each and we had to hold the cup in our mouth to the bucket then we had our left hand to grab the water, walk back to with it in our mouth and put it in the container and do that over again for one minute.

We lined up in a line on the concrete, we had the cup in our mouth and my friend Summer had the cup in her mouth too. Everybody was ready. 

The teacher said go we ran to the bucket I got a cup of water the water felt warm and it tasted like water. We ran back and forth. I got a bit tired running but it was fun. I heard our class saying go, go,go but mostly to Charlie. The yellow water made my hands yellow.

The teacher said stop. I was happy how much I got in the container. Why did we do that? I don’t know, but the teacher said that we were doing it for our writing. It was fun to write.

I walk outside

Walking to the bench outside. I see the leaves falling off the trees and the birds flying in the. The birds are chirping in the tree with the people walking through the rustling leaves. I feel the green grass through my fingertips.

I smell the fresh air through my nose. The empty trees and all you can see is the branches. I moved my feet around in the mud. I felt the cold air hit my face. I saw the birds flying in and out of the trees. My hands touched the bark of the trees it was rufe and gray. The gray dark clouds covered the sky.

Art

This week I did art for my get creative.

Art

We are drawing art for our passion project.

Bob The Dog

The yellow dog jumped on the owner's bed. Hello my name is Bob The Dog well that is what my owner called me. My owner likes me because of my bright yellow colour and what about my big blue eyes. I have a happy bushy tail that wags every day even if I’m sad. But I think he really likes my big chubby body and my really short legs. I don’t think I’m very chubby but he thinks I am. Do you know how old I am? Well I don’t either because I don’t know what years are. I’m cute on the outside but bad on the inside do you know when I don’t get what I want I will get angry.

My Art

In class we are drawing art for get creative.