A Chair

I cried as the girl pulled me out my home.

When she pulled me out she was holding 

on to my shoulders like I was a thin pencil.

She sat on my lap just like that and she 

didn't even ask me.Besides the girl 

didn't need to sit on my lap because 

she wasn't a baby.

olepa

Rocking Reader

A reward for all those that choose to read over the long holidays and flash up a wee review here with labels of reviews and reading:

Review Instructions:
When writing a book review, you must explain the following things:

TITLE:

AUTHOR:

RATING: score out of 5

Who
What
Where
When
Theme

Recommended for
Your opinion of the book

Reviewed by:

 EXAMPLE

Title: Baa Baa Smart Sheep

Author:  Mark Sommerset

Rating: 4/5

This book is a picture book with wee little speech bubbles to tell the story. It is based around two characters, the Sheep and Quirkey Turkey.  It could be set either on a farm or in a field, the illustrations are quite simple so it’s hard to tell. The characters show great expressions in their faces throughout the book. The story is based around the Sheep telling Quirkey Turkey that his poo is actually smart tablets. It’s awesome the way the sheep convinces him to  eat the tablets – and obviously there are some interesting consequences.

I would recommend this book to all children who love funny books, and some teachers too.

It’s a great read aloud book! Hilarious!

Reviewed by: Claire Cheeseman

octopus voicethread from a book

we did it from a book we read in our group

by Tamir & Liutu,

Personification Poem : Books

I sit on a shelf beside a window feeling hot and cold some of my pages can't hold.
I've been trampelled on jumped on by my grumpy owner. Someday I'll have a lovely owner that won't break my spine because they don't own that kind of mind.
I am made of trees can't you see from branches to leaves into a factory. My poor paper has been in a typing machine for too long it feels longer than 3,600 songs.
When I try to speak zero words come out I feel daft and want to shout.
Screaming for help just like in my words I've meet two pairs of eyes but not lemon curd..mmmm If I had a mouth I would die from wetness would never be dry would never be read.

Thanks

By Tori-Grace

personification Poem ~ Axe

An axes life isn't a good one, after they use me they dump me in a dark shed until they want to use me again. Every day I get used to cut stupid trees with my amazing shinning head after I cut a tree down I scream for joy, I also get painful headaches after a hard days of work I come in small sizes and big sizes, I also have cracks and scratches on me, why can't I be used for something else.    

Personification poem - Wind

The wind blew me away from where I was standing it was taking me somewhere safe and beautiful.

 Where a lake would flow and trees would grow bright green.

 Then it would be my guide for the rest of the day its like my family it would visit me everyday, take me somewhere special and lots more.

Whenever I called wind it would reply with a blow leaves and mucky stuff would come into my bedroom that meant he was coming.

When midnight  came I would hear nothing so I would fall asleep.

By:

Nawshi

Personification: Clock

I am a clock my arms move from place to place, I just sit there hanging, relaxing and looking outside. There are old clocks like me and new clocks thats just the good stuff. The bad thing about me is that I just sit in one place moving my arms, I don't get any precious sleep and I get picked on by cuckoo clocks.