Tag Archive: Malyka Yr6

Nov 15

Moods Of The River

As the water drifts over the rocks, He says a friendly hello. His friends are the swans and the frogs, He tickles their feet as he goes. QUACK,QUACK,QUACK! ¬†laughed the swans RABBIT ,RABBIT, RABBIT laughed the frogs as he swerved a away. All of a sudden where the sun should be, the clouds come in …

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Oct 16

The Spectater

The waves were crashing into a boat as hard as a wrecking ball;¬†the distant clouds were as high as sky scrapers. Spectating this all was a man from the top of a submarine. “Should I help them ?” he whispered to himself.