Tuesday, 4 March 2014
The storm
The strong wind blew my shiny pink hat flying.The grumbling made lightning flash and thunder crash.The lightning strike picked me up and threw me over the big bright city. I went for a walk through the the hard cold hail. The lightning flashed when it struck in midnight air.
Monday, 3 March 2014
The stingray
This is the fish Maui pulled up from the bottom of the sea.His brothers cut it up with their paddles. Now, it has become the North island, doesn't it look like it.
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