Hot Air Balloon

Another piece of writing.

I jumped out of bed, ran downstairs, gulped down breakfast and ran outside. Today was JUST BRILLIANT. I would have the first hot air balloon ride of my life.

 

I climbed into the balloon; its colourful stripes brightened the sky. The driver a plump cheerful man smiled and let down three or four sandbags. WE ROSE INTO THE SKY. It took the breath away from me. One minute everything was gigantic the next minute things quickly became as small as ants. It was fascinating NOT knowing where we were going to land. The wind blew gently in to my face. The gas lighter crackled calmly and then we were on the ground and the ride was over.

Train Journey

I had to write a thing for english this is what i wrote:

1. Where I travelled from

A tree lined road with two places to access the train platform a short cut with a ramp and one or two stairs straight to the platform or a reception office with a glass screen. To buy a ticket you push money through the slot under the screen and POOF out comes a ticket.

 

2. Where I travelled to

A place called Heaton Park in the outskirts of Manchester. It is mostly farm and trees quite a nice place to go for walks and see farm animals. We even saw a BULL.

 

3. What the train looked like

The train was red, yellow and silver on the outside. Inside there was seats that were blue with patterns on them. As well as that there were sliding doors like Asda but only open when the driver pushes the button to open them. Next to the sliding doors there was a push-lid bin for things like food wrappers.

Another Bizarre Newspaper (by a very ignorant author(me))

Scotland Planet

                 Blasted Blizzards

Over the last few days in Abergavenny in the East Wales. Blizzards are ever going. The weather people think it is due to something in the atmosphere. Traffic is at a standstill.

         

          The whole thing started on Monday and has been raging few a few days. The schools are closed. Evan farmfoods and other shops were closed. People are waiting for this dreadful weather to end. 

   Mrs Brown, the mum of 5 nosy children said. “My children absolutely love it. I myself don’t really mind as long as my children are wrapped up warm.” But a lot of people think quite the opposite.

Chief inspector Gregson of the fire department said. “There is no place to drive so we can’t go on patrol.”

 

          The weather people are hoping it will clear up soon.

By Ruqayyah Alvi

Another Acrostic

i know what you thinking i am never ever going to write an acrostic poem again.YOU ARE WRONG.

Right and left

Under the sea

Queues of fish

Attractive sharks

Yong and old

Yellow coral reefs

Absolutely black

Houses of fish

Can you guess my name now.

VIP (Very Important Powder)

Have you ever written an advert? Well I have. Take a look.

 

VIP

The perfect powder

 

VIP is a food powder that makes your dreams come true. Every day, hundreds of thousands of kids eat everything on their plate thanks to VIP on their food.

Therefore, we recommend VIP for you and everyone else that has problems with getting their children to eat their greens.   

VIP

The perfect powder

 

Your children do not eat their greens? Even after you sprinkle on victory VIP? Blindfold them with the blindfold that comes with the VIP packet, take a spoon and quickly put it in their mouth yum! They’ll always want it after the first try.

 

99% sugar-free but the taste is still there. Unbelievable!

 

99% of children eat the things that you put on their plate even their worst enemies (greens). The remaining 1% eats their veggies with ease.

 

VIP

The perfect

powder

 

Scared of your child’s weight? Try VIP. Makes your child not too heavy or too skinny.

      Got toddlers that do not eat enough? Try VIP

suitable for even toddlers.

 

                 By the way VIP stands for

Very

Important

Powder

 

 

News paper report on a major disaster for England (not real!)

12 October 1966

DISASTER!

England was in a pit of misery they had beaten the Germans in the 2 world war now it was payback time. The worst bit was the Germans were celebrating their score & for overtaking the English in the world cup, to make up for losing the last world war .

It was a million funerals all put together people were weeping their hearts out. Even the police looked miserable. 2or3 people even committed suicide. The English had lost against Germany. The worst day of history.

The score was 1-5 and even more worse it was in the Germans own county. The football match was played in westfalenstadion in Germany. The main football stadium, with everybody watching. The most embracing time for England ever.

The English had lost because they were not paying attention to were the ball was going. Only a fifth of the English team actually concentrated. So they lost and after the match they regretted what they had done. 

By Ruqayyah Alvi

 

The Fly. Seriously serious poetry.

Peoms yuck. Right. well look at this one I wrote some months ago.

The Fly

 When you kill a fly,

Think of a vicious bite

That kills like a sly

Hunter, on its prey.

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Like a hunter’s gun,

Armed with malaria.

It feels like a stun.

 Filled with a dark death.