lunchtime sport

For school we won lunchtime sport these are some photos.

soldiers tale

 My Never Ending Story

Cold muddy heart beating stumbling in the battle field falling in the muddy path.Shell shocked and ripped clothes will I stay alive.

Tumbling everywhere wet clothes dark skies but bombs blow. Up the mountain up i go half way up and there i go.

Too tired to walk falling everywhere bombs blow up and guns go off. Men crying ticks in cuts nurses helping and people dieing. Trying to run and pick up my past and as i look behind i see people fall on their face.trying to go back but get shot. falling over in fear and pain hope i get back but slowly dieing what do i do

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Help help i try to run back covering my mouth and sweating on my back i roll on my tummy and pray.

‘Everybody gas masks on i yell’ and chuck on my mask. But one person a sleep I try to leap over to grab him and I stumble to the ground and fail.As I look up I try to run but then I feel a tug on the back of my shirt. I see him choking on the gas and drop to the ground and I cry.

Clouds appearing in front  of my face i look at the back of me and see people running. Wait for me I yell but they all keep running i try to run but the smell has hooked me. And stumble to the ground.

I see my friend rushing towards me and falls to the ground trying to crawling his way back to me. Because of the gas  I did not know what to do.

Green  eyes brown hair and tanned skinned guy in my hands dying in pain twitching and moving all about. As I  look down i'm in hurt and pain.

Crying struggling and trucked into the wagon uneven and wiggling around and moving a lot why my friend why him why not the guy always sitting in the corner he does nothing but sing joyful songs that are not even joyful. All  the guts on it and all the innocent people that were not supposed to die

Been through bombing and gunning other people.Trench foot or even ticks do you think it’s still awesome to die for your country. Or not after you have heard all of the rommers and guns and bombs and tricks and trench foot. What about the never ending  nits in your hair and the never ending itching.

By Caitlin

Anzac Art

Today we did art we used black paper, white paper and an image this is mine.

My goal this year

my goal in reading is...  to achieve what i need to achieve

to achieve this i... will need to work hard

the people that will help me achieve this are... miss Fisher


my personal goal is... my maths

my goal in maths is... to achieve standed

Homework

This is our homework for this week.We had to make a art the leads somehow to Anzac day. This is my art that i made from cardboard, newspaper,straw,glue red pants and tape.

pumkins

At school we are having a pumpkin competition. We have to bring a pumpkin if we want to enter. There will be a prize for the biggest smallest and many more this is the pumpkins so far.