Farewell Matua Olliver

Farewell Matua Olliver. We are all going to miss you wish you the best of luck for your teaching career.

From room 15/ Sophia

Mysterious Morning

16/9/2016

Last week I wrote a piece of moment in time writing.

It was about the early morning at what was going on.

The morning sky turned into a fiery orange, and pigmented purple colour

as the sun rose from behind the lime green trees. I could see noisy seagulls

sailing across the sky and people going for a morning jog. I wondered where 

the smell of bacon was coming from because it was making my stomach rumble.

The morning became very cold and misty. The wind sounded like it was howling my name. 

                         WOOSHH! The trees were moving from side to side in a very violent way.