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    We have written some short paragraphs about the snow!!

    Our short paragraphs

    Alice

    Sledging is so much fun so I was thrilled to see the snow.  I got dressed as  fast as lightning.  After I got my shoes and coats on, which were pink and black, we headed into the woods.  I love sledging! Sliding down the slippery slope was very exhilarating.  We will be going sledging again soon.

    Clara

    Jumping on the trampoline, me and Jess made the snow go flying. The fluffy white snow, which was freezing to the touch, crumbled into tiny pieces. I love snow! I especially love the way it glistens in the light. I must remember to wear my gloves - it gets freezing!

    Annabel

    The fluffy , white snow falling on the lonely valley that's filled with ghost white trees. The beautiful yellow horizon creeping through the gaps in the trees. The icicles shimmer as the sun hits them. The snow gleams sparkling white as it melts happily. The sun glows. It's as warm as a fireplace on a cold winter's night.

    Caitlyn

    Falling slowly as graceful as a swan, snow filled the gardens. The beautiful birds, who were looking for food, hopped around in the soft cold snow. It was deep. When it's cold most birds (not all of them) would fly south towards the equator. In excitement children played and built snowmen outside.

    Alistair

    Falling gently onto the garden floor was a snowflake accompanied by other snowflakes.

    The snowflake colour was a brilliant white like a pint of milk. A boy who was all raped up in warm clothes dashed outside to play in the snow. Suddenly, he tripped. He was now alert and did not trip anymore. He looked down at the ground of snow and wondered should I build a snowman?

    Amber

    Running outside I dashed as the snow fell to the ground. The snow was like a furry fluffy blanket. My mum ,who is very kind, came outside to build a snowman with me. I loved it. I went to the park it was amazing there was loads of snow. I should have built a snowman but I forgot too!

    Freddie

    When it snowed I got really excited because it has not snowed in ages. So I wanted to go sledding all day but my mum and dad were not up for it. But I begged enough and they said “we will go later” .But sledding was bad because I fell of my sled and scraped my whole face on the grown and I had a massive headache. But it was okay because i built a massive snowman, the snow was not the best because I don't live in Wigginton.  

    Take a look at our poetry. We went on a poetry journey and these are the begining and final piece of some of our work. Enjoy!

    My Poem darkness

    The maze of terror.

    The house of horror. 

    The living room of light .        

    The street of night.

    The forest of boredom. 

    The sky of doom.

    And now with edits

    The marvellous maze of trembling terror.

    The hideous house of haunted horror.

    The lovely living room of lazy light.

    The strange street of nauseating night.

    The frightening forest of bleak boredom.

    The shrieking sky of drenching doom. 

    By Alice

    My Poem

    The house of happiness

    The lake of love

    The jungle of joy

    The kitchen of kindness

    The entrance of excitement

    The planet of passion

    The cave of curiosity

    The pond of pride

    The treehouse of truth

    The attic of adventure  

    And now with edits

    As she entered the house of happiness

    A deep warm glow spread through her heart, filling her with joy

    Passing under the grand entrance of excitement

    The archway ignited a flame of anticipation for what may come next

    Inside the busy, bustling kitchen of kindness

    People helping each other, cooking comfort and stirring sympathy   

    Relaxing in the cosy lounge of love

    With overstuffed sofas, colourful beanbags and beautifully stitched cushions

    Falling asleep in the bedroom of bravery

    Dreaming of defeating dangerous dragons and doing daring deeds

    Clambering into the attic of adventure

    Full of nooks and crannies and untold mystery that sparks a glimmer of eagerness

    And also this one… I love the juxtaposition…

    I Got Lost

    I got lost in the shadow of light and couldn’t see a thing

    I got lost on the iceberg of heat and was almost burnt to a crisp

    I got lost in the maze of mayhem while running from a troll

    I got lost under the sea of sympathy because I was too sad to escape 

    I got lost on the planet of passion when I was distracted by an alien

    I got lost in the treehouse of truth searching for some treasure

    I got lost in the cave of curiosity while wondering what was inside

    By Clara

    My Poem

    The haunted house

    The garden of ghosts
    The hallway to hell
    The dining room of doom

    The lounge of limbs

    The cursed kitchen

    The stairs to your nightmares

    The bathroom of brains

    The 3 bedrooms of bravery

    The attic of adventure

    And now with edits

    I hurriedly walked to the haunted house of horrors

    Through the gloomy garden of ghosts

    The hallway to hell, hmm, what’s that smell?

    Past the dining room of doom, that looks more like a tomb.

    Looking into the lounge of limbs, did that arm just move? I don’t like it here

    Moving on to the cursed kitchen, complete with a cauldron 

    Up the stairs to your nightmares, I dare you to sleep here

    A bathroom of brains, but not very smart

    The 3 bedrooms of bravery, Get ready for battle

    The attic of adventure is waiting for you.

    And finally…

    On the sea of silence a sailor would sail,

    On the sea of silence no waves to be seen,

    On the sea of silence seagulls don’t squawk,

    On the sea of silence no fish seen swimming,

    On the sea of silence where are the wales,

    On the sea of silence where are the crabs? 

    By Caitlyn

    My Poem

    The school of secrets, 

    The willow tree of whispers,

    The forest of fear,

    The hills of happiness,

    The well of wishes,

    The tower of tears,

    The sea of silence.             

    And now with edits…

    The happy home of strong hope,

    The heavenly castle of everlasting peace,

    The magical mountains of growing evil,

    The beautiful, vast hills of kindness,

    The amazing school of inspiring friendship.

    And then this one…

    The well of wishes, where fairs flutter all around you,                        

    the well of wishes where dreams come true,                                        

    the well of wishes where only people who believe will seek the fairy tale to be told,                                                                               

    the well of wishes where only some may enter.

    The forest of fear is where evil lives,                                                 

    the forest of fear from where many have not returned,                                

    the forest of fear where thick, frosty fog lurks,                                             

    the forest of fear where you are advised not to go.                 

    By Alannah

    Feelings

    The cow of cowering

    The city of kindness

    The living room of boredom

    The t-rex of tiredness

    The cow of cowering

    The snail of sadness

    The juggler of joy

    And this one…

    The dragon of life smelt the fear inside him,

    The dragon of life is home to hope,

    The dragon of life wants you to be his friend,

    The dragon of life can help you out.

    By Monty

    My Poem

    The Disco of Dreams

    You’ll be sure to give it esteem!

    The cafe of confusion

    You’ll fall into delusion!

    The House of Happiness

    It’ll make you speechless!

    The Park of Positivity

    Where there’s always an activity!

    The Train of Trust

    Go there? You must!

    And now with edits

    The divine disco of dreams

    You’ll be sure to give it esteem!

    The creative cafe of confusion

    Where you’ll fall into delusion!

    The house of heart-warming happiness

    It’s sure to make you speechless!

    The perfect park of positivity

    Where there’s always an activity!

    The train of terrific trust

    Go there? You must!

    And…

    When I was young and dreamed at nights, I saw the most amazing sights!

    In the dungeon of doom, I saw a witch on a broom!

    In the sea of ice, I saw a house made of rice!

    In the desert of snow, I saw a terrible foe!

    When I was young and dreamed at nights, I saw the most amazing sights!

    In the cave of wonder, I saw coloured thunder!

    In the waterfall of pain, I felt I’d never see sun again!

    In the house of riddles, I saw cats playing fiddles!

    When I was young and dreamed at nights, I saw the most amazing sights!

    In the tunnel of love, I saw a black and white dove!

    In the street of mercy, I saw someone with my purse-y!

    In the end of course, I saw my beloved horse!

    By Violet

    My Poem

    The Hill of Horror

    The House of Hope

    The City of Courage 

    The Park of Peace

    The World of Worry

    By Amber

    My Poem

    The lion of fear 

    The llama of curiosity

    The horse of happiness

    The frog of scaredness

    The pig of anxiety

    The tiger of generosity

    The dog of elegance.

    And

    The lion 

    The lion ran round the jungle

    Not eating a heartbeat

    The lion of care, did not make a sound…

    The lion of care ,did not like bugs …

    The lion of care ,could not find his friend 

    The lion of care ,was not hungry any more...

    By Freddie

    My final edit

    I adventure into the hallway of hope,

    I tiptoe past the office of opinion,

    To seek food from the kitchen of kindness,

    The lounge of cosiness calls me to relax,

    While the bedroom of dreams floats my head,

    The spray of the shower of singing awakes me,

    As the loft of laughter comforts me with happiness.

    And

    The burning snow of winter

    The burning snow of winter awoke me from my slumber

    The burning snow of winter made me feel alive

    The burning snow of winter is so much fun to play in

    The burning snow of winter is fun when it arrives. 

    By Barnaby