Thursday, 27 February 2014

THE ISLAND - By Harris

I rocked past a deserted island.  I threw the tiny anchor in and started to admire the little island.  I saw the shimmering golden sand and smouldering black rocks.  I smell dead fish and the smell of the damp forest.  I feel the swaying of the boat and the chill down my spine as the chilly wind hits me.  A blinding white fish blasted out of the water and belly flopped into the water on the other side of the boat.  I could still see the little fish because of the glimmering white scales.  I saw a glimmering fish do a half somersault and face plant into the water.


  1. Hi Harris - well done with your use of such great imagery. I wonder why you admired the island when it smelt so bad? Maybe things sometimes are not as good as we think them to be. Keep up the great work. Mrs Wood :)

  2. Hey.... cool use of adjectives, Harris!
    I am very impressed.
    Keep it up.... MUM XXX

  3. Cool job on the describing words Harris (adjectives.
    Well done and keep it up!

  4. My favourite part was how you used adjectives to describe the sand. I liked the word shimmering. It helped to give us a better picture in our head. Did you visit this island? What kind of fish was it?

    By Room 8, Matarau School