Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

Monday, 20 July 2015

OUR BEST ALWAYS!


OUR BEST ALWAYS!!!

All my friends at other schools say school is SO boring. But NOT when you go to Botany Downs Primary! There are awesome teachers that teach you. There are so many things to do, like Sports, Clubs, Trips and much, much more.

We have Peer Mediators, House Leaders, Road Patrollers, Enviro Club, Sports Monitors, Travel Wise Reps, Library Monitors and AV Monitors.

We have caring children at this school. Whenever somebody is down, we always help them up.

Everyone out there, the school you should come to is Botany Downs Primary! 
 
by SE room 16 

Sunday, 19 July 2015

Writing


Kings of the Throne

 
Cold flesh runs down his pale face. King Volter had killed heaps of innocent people with a swipe of his finger. The war between the kings seemed like it was never going to end.


Corpse littered the floor. King Volter had just wiped out the whole cloud army. Countless attacks collapsed the flanks causing the centre to get ambushed. Volter won the small battle with the help of the Giants. They secretly made an alliance .I’m king Zec my kingdom is filled with warriors throughout history.

The war has been around for centuries it all started when Volter was thirsty for royalty. He set up the kings reacting to it the way they did caused them to hate each other. My guts were twisting and turning that day. Today we were going to try and convince the futuriods to make an alliance. They have advanced technology capable of ripping apart Volters army, except we heard stories that Root soldiers were planning to do what we did but they came back beheaded. The rain started to kick in we had to set up the horses through the brute weather. I had a feeling that this was going to be a hard journey.
By WH

Writing

My Story

The year is 1916. I’m in platoon Ciara.

A war has sprung to life and the British have penetrated a spot where we could win this war. Little did we know they were waiting for us.

‘Tiger tanks flanking us from left and right!’ bellows our commander.

An explosion hits our trench and sends dirt hurtling to the ground. A bullet penetrates my rifle, and splinters dig into my flesh. The bullet drops and hits my comrade in the chest. Not far from me I see a Sherman tank in a blazing fire ball. The fire is rising and shouts echo through the crumbling wreak.

Without thinking I race through the hatch and see a motionless driver. It looks like they took the hit there. My flesh is starting to burn and every second is a precious piece of time. I grab the shouting man, and haul him through the wreck. We stumble onto the top of the tank, but it explodes. We hurtle through the air.

I feel a stab of excruciating pain in the right side of my chest as I land on the ground and roll violently across the dirt. I put my hand up to my chest and am horrified by the bloody hand I pull back. I realise I am the only one alive from my platoon but I am losing blood fast. I hide in a small hole but am eventually found.

By RO

Monday, 23 March 2015

Dogs on the Beach

I stare with great interest at the two marshmallow, fluffy dogs, sprinting down the beach. Every drop of water splinters into the air like an explosive detonation. The sand under the dogs' feet buckle as they hurtle across.
The bitter smell of salt invades my nose and the dogs screech to a halt. They both pull outrageously funny faces. I chuckle at the sight. Now covered in water, the dogs both look like my hair on a Sunday night after a shower.
Suddenly, out of the blue, I hear the sound of a seagull. The dogs start barking furiously at the seagull and start to hurtle towards it. The battle suddenly turned into a barking and screeching frenzy. The ending is horrific, so I think I'll stop here....
by RO

Sunday, 8 March 2015

Swimming Sports

 Swimming

I can remember the freezing water coming right up to my torso. I started shivering endlessly. I even made some little ripples in the water. I started feeling really nervous! It wasn’t like I was the only one. I stared down the row of people I could easily tell we all felt the same way.
“On your marks,” it sounded really croaky. But I wasn’t focused on it anyway I had other thing to worry about. “Get set” he said. I looked to the end of the pool where the crowd of kids were cheering. “Bang!” I jumped into streamline and dived under water.

The bottom of the pool looked crystal blue. I came up for a breath of air and went straight into freestyle. I couldn’t tell if I was in the lead but I knew I wasn’t last. For me it seemed like it was never going to end. It was also hard to focus when you had Wayne screaming in your ear. “Slap” my hand hit the wall. I stood up “DANG!” I came 2nd to my brother who came 1st and of course it was in the final.            By WH