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Friday, 29 July 2016

Monday Morning

WALT: Write a piece showing us about you Monday Morning.
On Monday morning Mum wakes me up “Just a few more minutes” I say to Mum pulling the blankets back over my head. About a minute later I hear Mum telling my brother to get up. I decide to get up knowing my brother will probably start yelling soon. But still so much for a sleep-in I think to myself.


I slowly crawl out of bed and stumble down the hallway to have breakfast. I grab a bowl and pour myself a bowl of cornies. I’m about halfway through my breakfast when Mum comes out and continues making the lunch boxes. I finish my breakfast and walk back to my room, on the way my brother punches me. “Hey what was that for?” I ask as I spin around and kick him. My brother turns, lets loose a guttural roar, lowers his head and charges like a rampaging BOAR! EEK! I sprint past him like a gazelle which is being pursued by a hungry lion, and back out to the lounge but he is still hot on my heels. I try everything to get away from him but nothing works, finally I know the only thing to do is just to grab a pillow and club him over the head with it. My brother keeps coming and dives at me pushing me onto the couch./


He’s on top of me punching and kicking. “Boys, stop fighting” Mum yells and I breath a sigh of relief. Once I am dressed I grab my chromebook, check that it’s charged (it is) grab my backpack and put them in the car. My brother and I jump in and do up our seat belts. Mum gets into the car and the engine starts.

Tuesday, 5 July 2016

Hide & Seek

WALT: Write about a time you hid.

I wait and wait finally I hear a door creak open my brother comes sneaking around the corner “RAR!!” I yell “AH” my brother jumps backwards, I double over laughing. “Ha ha ha ha” my brother gets back up “whose turn is it to be in” he asks me. “Um, I think it’s Mum’s turn.” I reply. Once Mum starts counting I turn round and sprint off down the hallway. I dive onto my bed and burrow under the covers (no I am not a rabbit.) Once I think I am deep enough pull two pillows and a blanket down with me pretty soon I have a decent hut made.  “Ready or not here I come” I hear Mum say. Then I hear something charging towards me like an enraged buffalo! Luckily it’s only my brother. “Go away you’re going to make Mum find me” I whisper. To late “found you” Mum says, quickly followed by “do you know where Jack is.” “ummm, no” my brother replies. Mum walks out of the room. “Few that was close” I mutter to myself. Sticking my head out of the blankets “you need to need to stay out of my room or else Mum will know something is up” I say to my brother. “Ok” he grumbles walking out of the room. I wait ten minutes. Then a hour, no one enters. RRRRRRR! RRRRRRRR! I hear a noise like a rubbish disposal. RRRRRRRR! Their it is again, I dive deeper into the bed trying to block out the noise. Another two hours pass I poke my head out of the blankets and look around then I remember Mum was going to a meeting and that noise I heard must of been the car. Oh no!