Thursday, 27 February 2014

THE ISLAND - By Harry


When I sailed to an island I saw a glittery, sparkly, colourful, amazing flying fish fly over my face.  It shot as fast as a bullet.  The island was a triangle shape.  When I got closer to the deserted island I saw snakes rustling in the old, old trees.  Just before I got to the island, heaps of big and little fish jumped up and over my huge boat, then I arrived at the deserted island.  The sand was all over my face.  Then I saw a poisonous snake.  I couldn’t get to my boat because it had gotten eaten by the snake.  “HELP!” I cried.  I survived by swimming into the salty sea.  Then manta rays came charging at me.  They pulled me under deep, deep, to the dark bottom of the sea.  Then I kicked them and swam to shore and I was safe.

3 comments:

  1. Harry - that is an awesome story - Dad and Chloe and Fletcher and Emerson loved reading your story - you are very clever

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  2. Harry - that was an awesome story - Dad and Chloe and Fletcher and Emerson loved reading it - well done

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  3. Hi Harry I liked the way you used the words glittery and sparkly in your writing.
    Aliya

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