Sunday, 8 March 2015

The Sea

Seaweed curing through the rough waves.

Pesky seagulls stealing food from the picnic tables.

Creping crabs stealing fish in the water.

Seagulls squawking in the air.

Waves roaring through the water.


Charlie
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  1. Anonymous13 March 2015 at 23:53

    Good job Charlie. This story is very descriptive and interesting to read. MIRIAMA

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  2. Tanya (Charlie's Mum)22 June 2015 at 14:18

    Charlie this is a beautiful poem. I can imagine I am at the beach when I read this, very descriptive!

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  3. Anonymous17 September 2015 at 15:21

    Good deciptive writing Charlie...by Jack (RM14)

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  4. Anonymous22 October 2015 at 15:35

    good simale byRYLEY

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  5. Anonymous22 October 2015 at 15:38

    WOW! I can really picture your discription. Kallum rm 14

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  6. Anonymous22 October 2015 at 15:44

    Good peaceful writing Charlie Like how you used detail...JACK





















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  7. Anonymous19 November 2015 at 14:51

    We can pichter in our mind of the beach and the roaring waves.By Jessica and Bailey.

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