Kalani@ PaparoreSchool

WALT: We are learning to write descriptive pieces of writing His coal-black pupils, and an island set in a sea of molten gold, stared straight ahead of him. As he broke out into a run, his needle-like talons made a sharp, scraping sound against the lichen-covered rocks beneath him. The wind gusting behind him would be beneficial as he took his leap of faith off the cliff top. It was always a risky business, but when an opportune moment like this came around, he had to make it count. I loved writing this story because an owl is my favourite animal what your favourite animal ?

WALT: We are learning to write descriptive pieces of writing The heavy door of the cage swung shut and the iron bars echoed fiercely around. Menacing ravens circled around, their eyes transfixed on the trapped prisoner. How did she end up in this position? There was nobody around to help her. Barren land stretched as far as the eye could see. If she was to escape, she had to do it herself. Would you rather write or draw ?

WALT: We are learning to write descriptive peices of writing The Mad Hatter  - Story Starter He was a most peculiar looking chap….. Can you write a character description of the Mad Hatter? He was a most peculiar looking chap… He can be unpredictable, Fascinating but most of all he's MAD . The Mad Hatter can be very persuasive and his Emotions, well they are very surfaced. If I had to say what he might smell like I would say he smells like a dead cow perhaps several dead cows. As for his hair. It is something , because sometimes when I look at his hair I think of a gigantic orange porcupine just sitting on his head.  His white paint on his face which would probably taste like  a  white cat.  Have you ever watched Alice in wonderland ?

WALT:  I am learning to write discriptive writing In the early hours of the morning, when the sun was barely peeking its head over the trees that surrounded the lagoon, he lay there. Waiting. The vast creature slid through the water like a partially submerged submarine, the majority of its bulk hidden beneath the green-tinged water. It was a calm morning, and so the shiny surface of the lagoon reflected its surroundings like a window; a window that showed the true beauty of nature for those who looked into it. However,despite its beauty and serenity, the atmosphere in this place could suddenly change. Power, panic and noise could put an end to the peace. The vast creature waited. He had seen something. do you like to write ?

WALT: I am learning to write discriptive peices of writing The White Rabbit. The White Rabbit held his gold pocket watch up, listening to the crisp, satisfying tick-tock as time hurried by. One of his long, white, fluffy ears twitched with the passing of every second. “We’re going to be late!” he exclaimed loudly. He always hated being late. “We’re late!” he repeated once again, this time placing the watch back in his hidden top pocket, dropping down to all fours and springing off across the ground. “Follow me!”  do you like RABBITS ?