Tuesday, 20 July 2010

On a frosty morning





A frosty morning proved to be a great way of igniting the children's writing. We used our senses to help us with ideas.



On a frosty morning we saw white stuff on the grass. We heard a crunchy sound on the grass when we walked on it. My hands got cold and they ached.

Alex H


On a frosty morning I saw frost in my garden. It was white and cold. We put our hands on the frost and it was cold. It melted.

Brooklyn M

On a frosty morning I saw some frost on the grass. When I stood on it, it made a scrunchy noise. Then I put my hands on the grass and my hands got sore and the grass felt cold. I looked at it and it looked white. When I took my hand off the grass, it had made a hand print on the grass. I saw some crystals.

Paris


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