My class has read hatchet its amazing I hope they make another book of brian because I would read it or even make a movie it was good and we did journals
My favorite part about poetry is you’re free and you can let your imagination take over and be creative speak your feelings without any one criticizing you or getting mad. It just means something to me and all the words on the front of my booklet explain what I think of poetry. When writing poetry there i no limits no requirements witch is just relaxing to me. Learning intention: I can write poetry in all forms using the poetic devices alliteration, simile, metaphor, rhyme and anomatpia.
Fall is waking up and looking outside your window to the the chilly autumn mist while bundled up in a warm blanket.
Fall is drinking hot chocolate and mum tell’s you every mashmallow that sinks makes an island sink. Fall is raking the leaves to jump in them over again and it is all worth it because of the extreme whistling of the wind as the red and yellow vibrant leaves fly into the air. Fall is sleeping in and wearing your pajamas all day. Spending days inside hanging out with your friends playing X-box and listening to music. Fall is playing games when it’s too wet and and cold to go outside. Making forts with my sisters from the blankets we’ve ripped off our beds. Fall is watching the rain fall like bullets from the sky as it hits the ground like charging bulls. Storms of thunder and lightning, me and my mom sit at the window and watch the flashing in the sky. Fall is getting the family together for Halloween all dressed up in spooky costumes to have a good time. Seeing who comes back with the biggest bag of candy. Me and my cousins roaming the streets with my friend Matthew on our scooters playing scoot witch, a game where you do a trick and the person that can not do trick gets eliminated. Fall is spending Thanksgiving with my grandparents, cousins, uncles and aunts, all gathering around the table to eat stuffing and turkey. The table crowded with food and family. Going to the pumpkin patch and hunting for the biggest pumpkin there. When you first walk into the pumpkin patch it look’s like a whole bunch of face’s are looking at you, and you can’t wait to carve it and watch it glow with flickering candlelight in the dark of night. The dricriptive language was good because I used words like vibrant autumn mist wistle of the | AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |
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