Monday, 30 June 2014
One night when I was a weasel we went to the woods to go hunting with my mum and my dad. When we to go the woods we went and put the trap by the tree.Then we went to go hunt for some mustelids so I can have it for dinner. after that we got back from hunting from in the woods.then we went back home as soon as we got back home I devoured up as fast as I could then I went to bed.
Friday, 13 June 2014
Two days ago, we read a poem called ‘The Prayer Of The Little Ducks.’ The very next day the heavens opened up and big buckets of water poured down. We could hear the sound of rain drops plopping onto the school windows.the rain felt like it was a littel drops It was a perfect day...for a duck.’