I made my art work with blue and green dye I blew black paint with a straw to make my tree.
I am a year 4 learner at Tautoro School in Tautoro Northland, New Zealand. I am in Room 5 and my teacher is Mrs Paraha.
Monday, August 24, 2020
Monday, August 3, 2020
Recount Writing-The flood.
The flood
On Friday morning I woke up with a fright. I got up and
ran to the window. I saw the heavy rain pouring down
from the sky. There was water everywhere. The road
was flooded, the paddocks were flooded everywhere.
The paddock looked like a creek. The water was very dirty and it looked yuck. My dad woke up. I told him to look out the window. He was mad. Our table was floating away in the dirty flood water. I went outside and hopped on the table. The table stopped floating and I hopped off it.
Then I told my Dad how the flood happened. I know why the flood happened, the ground was too filled up with water because the rain kept going hard out. It didn´t stop.
We stayed inside. My dad kept checking outside.
At the end of the day the rain slowed down.
I felt happy because I knew the flood would be going away.
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