Thursday, July 31, 2014

Sophie's Commonwealth Games Poem

Fencing
As I grip my Sword and Start to sweat
The referee shouts out fence,
I thrust My blade at my opponent's Chest
He obviously think that hes the best,
I feel my pulse Beating Hard
I can’t believe I've Come this Far,
I'm At the Commonwealth Games
My Family are all so amazed,
My opponent thrusts at me
I block his hits all with ease,
With one last hit I knock him down
The Celebration echoes all around,
I've Won it I've done it  
I hear the Cheers,
After all that training
After all those years,
Its finished its done
I've been crowned number one
And I shall cherish this memory for years to come
For the Art of fencing is my number one.

By Sophie

Caitlin's Swimming poem

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WALT: Show not Tell
WALT:  Use Adjectives

Swimming
I feel the freezing coldness touch the tips of my fingers
I kick as I am under water
I come up out of the water
I hear the crowd screaming at me
As I start my stroke                 
I feel a rush of excitement rushing through my body
I touch the wall I look around.
I had a feeling that I won the race.
They call out the winners
I hear my name called I listen
I won I actually won the race.
I walk up to the podem I stand at the top
I feel the heaviness  on my neck
It feels great I won
Whoooooooo.

Monday, July 28, 2014