Flax Rock

On Friday we went to Flax Rock. Flax rock is a rock climbing place in Flaxmere. We had lots of fun! Here is my reflection of that day. 

FlaX rock Reflection

Something I was pleased with was how many times I got to the top because the first time I tried rock climbing I wasn’t very good.

I really enjoyed was get to climb lots of different rock walls because I really like rock climbing.

Something I found hard was finding the right rock at the right time because sometimes I had to look down to find a place for my foot.

Something that made me think was how I was getting to the top.

Broken

WALT use different sentence starters and lengths.

To do this, I will try to:

• Start sentences with different words
• Start sentences with capital letters
• Use other punctuation (check the ladder)
• Show my feelings
• Use my senses to describe
• Include strong verbs

BROKEN

I dashed through the fresh morning air with my friends by my side up the steep rocky mountain. My phone was in my pocket but I didn’t care. I keep running through the bush. “Come on guys the checkpoints just around the corner” I yell as turn the corner. It was the day of the great bush run, we had to run  through the rough terrain of cliff peak, swim through the ice cold water the water fall and do a 2 km bike back down to the finish line. And I had accidentally packed my phone! It was too late to turn back not now. We were almost at the waterfall.

I took off my bag off and gave it to one of the bag carriers. Leaving my phone with it. I swam fast through the cool stream. Through my goggles I could see my friends still beside me.

I jumped out of the water and grabbed my bag. I ran to the bike stands. I found my helmet and jumped on my bike. I hit a stone and fell back onto my bag. “OH NO!” I thought “MY PHONE!”.

I quickly hopped back on my bike and started off the bike again. I soon caught up to my friend and continued the race. I was almost at the end My chances of winning were high. I was almost there yes I won. But what about my phone. I parked my bike and opened my bag. I took out my phone it was ok. “Phew” I said relieved.  At that moment dad came over and gave me a big pat on the back. My phone slid out my hand and crashed to the ground. It was BROKEN.

Parkvale Today

This is my poem called Parkvale Today and here is a  link to the original somewhere today.

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