For the blog by Blake

Old man quick write

He was an ancient man, and skin and bone was all that remained. A man of mischief but proud to be so, his face with wrinkles galore, and sags that his eyes had claimed. His hair the shade of snow, the wisps flattened to his skull. But his ancient, bushy eyebrows were nothing to complain.

By Blake

Picture writing by Blake

Some pobble 365 work

This is some Pobble 365 work from earlier this year. Pobble is a website that has a different picture every day with prompts to help you write about it. The first one we did was about a spooky tower and the second about a man lost/trapped in the woods

The night was still. Not a breath of wind could be felt.

The boy was intimidated by the crow statue. In his village the crow was the sign for death, but he was far from his village now. He heard a noise and turned, nothing was there. He turned back, there was now a wicked smile on the crows face. It's now or never I thought I began to enter the mystical tower.

It was horrible having to stay in the woods. I had lost all contact with the outside world, I was scared. So far I was surviving, barely, I had stockpiled my rations, to the best of my ability. I'm weak - ROAR! Oh no here comes that bear again!   

Miss J Fri-yay activity

 

Senior School have started Fri-yay's. Each class is doing something different. We all got to put our names forward for different projects like: cooking, knitting, painting, sculpture design, room design and sport. In room 3 we are doing World of Wearable Art.

In room 3 for our Fri-yay we have been doing WOW designs. We have been working very hard and they are looking great!