mikey



= playing hard =

As soon as i get out of the car i fell pumped.I can't wait to get onto the field,and get muddy.I can see my team warming up. I join the team. The whistle blewI can smell the sweet coming of the playersI run onto the field. Iook like a blue and yellow bumble bee I run,defend,score,tackle ido everything ican to win the game love it Ireally do.

= spring poem!!!!!!!!!! =

the white daises are like cloudes scattering the sky The cloudes are like racing cares in the wind. the Flowers are like supermarkes for the butterflies the purple flowers are like hubba bubba lollies



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= making huts!!!!!!!!!!! = = = We run to the old hay shack.instrulated with polestiring me and my friend move the cowes, and get to work.We move the bales out of the area We in structed room by room creating large like manshions I start to comsume the smoke the night time sky starts to fall above us, we put out the fire and hed to sleep the cows will keep us all night.