This blog is a working document from the room 15 students. The stories, poems and comments may be in draft form. They may include spelling and grammatical errors. This is all part of our learning journey.
Wednesday, 16 March 2016
Casey Anderson's Lemon Story
The sunrise yellow fruit looked like a little sun on the chopping bored. You could hear the knife cutting through the fruit. smells like a minty fresh. feels like a bumpy skin and tastes so so sour.
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