Autumn poem by Emma

Dancing, floating leaves flittering to the grass,
the ground of many colours, 
orange, yellow and brown
leaves falling to the ground, 
like a ballerina twirling round and round.
red like blood,
yellow like sun,
brown like dirt
and orange like a carrot
never blue like sea 
or purple like a plum.

The Snow Day

"Hannah,! Wake up! It's an emergancy!!" 
I felt an icy chill through my spine as she grabbed me.
"No, it's a prank"
 I thought. Her icy fingers gripped my wrist tightly as I was dragged out of bed.
"It's a prank," I kept thinking " I know it is." 
At least that's what I thought, until she opened the curtain. I gasped. I cupped my hands over my mouth. I froze. I stared out into the endless white snow. It looked like a giant teddy bear had been ripped apart and the stuffing was spread everywhere, like a white abyss.

Emma's snow memoir

The snow was falling harder than ever, hitting my eyes making them sting. I could hear the motorbike pulling the wool bale bag I was sitting on. Snow was up my gloves making my hands freeze. "Are you still on Emma?" Dad yelled.
 I could barely get out a word because I was frozen. "Am I on?" I asked myself.
 I could still feel the bag so I decided that I was fighting the snow and holding on tightly so that means I'm still on. "Yep!" I exclaimed surprised to still be sitting on. The bag was slipping and sliding across the hill.

Later Dad drove me back up to the house. I took off my waterproof clothes and went inside. "Oh no," I thought "There's still a power cut."

Autumn leaves by Casey A

Leaves dancing to the ground.
Gently floating in the air.
Crunching, scrunching and breaking leaves.
Blending colours.
Red, green, brown and orange leaves everywhere.
Leaves rustling,
Trying to hold on.

Autumn Leaves Fall

By Ben McGechan

In Autumn the leaves fall,

swaying to the beat of the wind.

The flaming leaves in Arrowtown

will come out

in the middle of Winter

When Spring comes

the deciduous trees will smile

as the new coat of green leaves

will arrive.

The Earthquake

I gulped. I turned as white as a sheet. My legs were as wobbly as jelly.

"Get under the table everyone! yelled Mrs Lees. I darted under the nearest table and clung to the table leg like a limpet clings to a rock, but the earthquake kept on shaking the earth like an angry giant shakes his club. 

I could see everyone huddled together under tables, most of them looked as pale and as scared as me. I felt sick, nauseous and my heart was going "boom boom" as it thumped away in my

chest. I could hear a slight rumble and the frightened murmurs of the people around

me. 

The earthquake stopped suddenly and everyone allowed themselves a moment

to breathe. We slowly crawled out from under the tables. 

Even though the earthquake had stopped I still felt sick. 

By Kaia.

Laid Down

Laid Down       

By Ben McGechan

Soldiers falling like shot ducks

once alive now in a endless sleep many pray

but don’t get their wish

and are laid down to rest

now we remember them

for what they did for our country
.

We Will Remember them