my digital mihi

My piclit

today we used piclit to spark our imagination.

eye art

my poem

Rotoma

                             

     The water clear as glass .

Sky as blue as my chromebook.

The trees as green as as a $20 note.

The bright sun shining on the clear water.

My special place is like that

The children playing in the water.

The native birds chirping day and night.

The sound of the water lapping over the sand.

The sound of the fat from the pork ribs on the barbeque.

My special place is like that

The smell of the great big pine trees.

The smell of the curry on the dinner table.

The smell of the sawdust by the gum trees.

The smell of fish on the chopping board.

Rotoma is like that

  

          By Tobias

quirky quick writes

WALT- use our imagination to write on a variety of topic for 5/10 minutes each day.

 stormy day

22nd Feb

It was a stormy day the clouds were clustered together to make a big clap.

The waves were crashing into our boat as if a rhino was ramming us.

It was a pitch black night, there was not a single boat in sight.

The only visible light was of the caps of the wave and the light in the captain's quarters.

Octopus

3rd march

We sate staring at each other and then out of nowhere Randy Orton came for the RKO. He downed the boy octopus and killed it. the girl octopus started crying and spitting gow on Randy Orton. Then suddenly of herd something. It was JOHN CENA!!  gave Randy Orton  attitude adjustment.

Then John and the girl octopus became husband and wife.