Balloons at silverdale  

Boom! Children are screaming as their skin is becoming a dozen roasted sausages. Boom! Again, the engine is like an erupting volcano bursting into flames. Mr A tries to calm the children down with his loud screaming voice “everyone settle down” he was saying, but the children cautiously walked away from the whistling flames coming from the bamboo basket.

Chitter chatter, pitter patter was all you could hear as the boiling heat whipped our spines as if we were horses at racing competition. In the distance an enormous balloon with red and blue and green. Hot flamethrower flames filling up the envelope. The huge balloon was bouncing like a retarded pogo stick wrapped around in ropes. The crew expert came along and talked about how if this extremely long rope got pulled a magical parachute would open up and let all the hot air out so the balloon floats down gently on to the green gully of grass (the field)ab

Universe

blackout horrifying

leaping flying eating

jupiter saturn earth venus

floating risking exploring

planets earthquakes

craters

Mr Willy Wonka

Once upon a time in the village of chocolate was a tremendous chocolate factory, owned by mr willy wonka. The marvellous man has an extraordinary crazy imagination covered by his top hat which is tall as a ruler. His dangling pink coat warms him like a pot of boiling water strapped around him, He wears a large spotted bow and tight swag jeans. He wears fluffy puffy  Yellow socks and pointed shoes that massage his tiny feet, as he eats his home made delicious chocolate bars quickly. Because he’s a little old he needs his wobbly walking stick to balance himself.    

The runathon!

Excitement began to rise as the bouncy castles were blown up on the courts outside. Foggy skies raised above thb expansive, loud crowd. Parents and guests filled up the field waiting impatiently to see the children run.

After lunch, all the classes dashed to the middle of the field, where the race began. Superhero teachers scrambled around like bees fighting for pollen while mr harrop played music to somehow try to calm everyone down.

Once the countdown had finished, the children took off as fast as bullets travelling out of a gun. Strolling,sprinting,skipping all the way round the track for fifteen minutes, in the now vivid sunlight. Cool blooded juices were munched on, coffee was drunk and lots of fun was had.

Unfortunatelythe day came had come to a end. Exhausted kids limped home happy and proud to have contributed in the 2016 S.N.S runathon. Today was succesful.

by:Almas