YEAR 5 GIRLS

Left: Darcy and Francesca
Middle: Zoliekah
Right:Tayla and Lisa 

Welcome to the Year 5 Girls Blog. We hope you like it.

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                         Descriptive Writing Changed 

Sentences

I woke up and got out of bed
Changed sentence:
I woke to a warm ball of fluff lazing on my face. The cute purring creature stretched all over my bed, just in time for the alarm to go off. My eyes struggled to open, but I knew it was time to get up.
By Francesca 

Changed sentence:
As my mum shouted from down stairs"get up its time to go to school" I thought to my self I wish the relaxing holidays hadn't finished. I flung my soft warm sheet stuffed with feathers off my bed then I said to my self "I hope I don't have to ride the horrible school bus" 
By Zoliekah

Acrostic poem

Kittens are fun to play with
I love kittens
Tiny cats
Tabby is a breed of a kitten 
Ever so cute
Nice adourable kittens

        

MY MAGIC BOX

I will put in my box...

A soft beige bear from a darling baby,
The calm blue ocean on a lovely summer evening,
The beautiful white and pink blossoms falling like confetti.

I will put in my box...

The white glowing moon on a cold winters night,
A hot spark spitting from the red and orange fire,
A siver diamond glistening in the Autumn sun.

I will put in my box...

A snow white flake, drifting to the frosted ground,
The silky black scarf that rests over my shoulders,
The foggy, airy clouds, floating across the bright blue sky.

My box is fashioned from ice, gold and silver,
with secrets and wishes hidden in the dark corners.

I shall fly across the dark midnight sky and rest on a
soft sleepy cloud.

By Francesca

DIMANTIES......



TREE

LEAFY,SHADY

SWAYING,FALLING,BRANCHING

LEAVES,BARK,STEAMM,BERRIES

WAVING,FLOWING,GROWING

DARK,SHADY

BUSH

BY TAYLA.

                                                  

                                

CREATIVE WRITING

RED...

Red is the strawberries being squished in my mouth 

Red is the beating of my heart 

Red is the poppies blooming in Flanders field

Red is the cherries growing on the juicy trees

Red is the apples crunching in my mouth

Red is the lights on the fire engine flashing

By Lisa Kelly 

Poetry 

NETBALL

                                               ball, bibs,

                                        uniform, opponents, 

                                         jump, run, catch,

                                           I love netball 

                                                 hoop

                                         By Lisa Kelly 

         

                                     

                                                   

                                

EXPRESSIVE WRITING

My life flashed in front of me as i faintly flap my long black eylashes,my pale white skin slowly getting colder and colder, was this really the end?

My sad heart taking it's last terrified beats. I can't feel a single bone or muscle in my cold lonely body. I was screaming help, help but no one else can hear me why?  I suddenly realise nothings coming out of my dry, pale lips, I was gone forever. Why do I still have sad memories hovering through my mind?  I couldn't figure out what was happening to my heartbroken sole. Nothing was left except my thoughts... Wait a minute, why can I hear the soft voices of other human beings. I suddenly realise that I might not be alone ! Oddly I start feeling strange zaps moving through my cold leaking veins. I can't figure out what this weird feeling is. A few minutes later the odd zapping starts to fade. In a matter of seconds the feeling in my hard rock arms and legs begins to continue. I start to feel my long, feathery, black eyelashes resuming to slowly lift up and down quietly.

I slowly lift my heavy head back into place. I rub my sore eyes a few times as I stare at the moving objects around me. I feel a weird tingling runing through my legs as I carefully take my first ragid steps, I can't believe I'm actually moving again. The beautiful feeling of the relaxing hot sun shining across my tired face. Wait...where am I .....

 

By Francesca