Writing is GOLD

This week with Ms Wrack we had started to find ways how to write and why we need to read our writing. She taught us that our is gold we have to read our write like its GOLD and write like its gold. Here is my piece of writing. 

I felt the freezing cold water crash between my legs

I saw soldiers charging towards a safe place to save their lives

I heard intense piercing gun shots passing my ear and heading towards the air.

I felt my chest pounding so momentary like it never happened in my life.

I saw bullets sticking out from my friends deformed body 

I heard soldiers scream in a displeasing way. 

I smelt gun smoke coming behind me almost about to destroy my lungs.

I tasted the salt water coming from the ocean and about to give me a heart attack 

Anzac Peek

For ANZAC day we had to write a story about this Image. Here is my story. Hope you enjoy. 

As I walk on sidewalk on a beautiful fine dazzling clear morning, with a smile on my face. Sprinting towards the bright red poppies,remembering those who fought to save our country. While I am walking I have a look down and see the remarkable sparkling ocean. I tilted my head and jogged a little to the left and saw the spectacular view from the rough stony sidewalk of the cliff.