Beech archive 2016

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

RAHMA'S POEM

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i can hear the foot steps, it is loud

i can see the lake that has ducks in it

i can smell the trees, it is gross

i can taste the rain, it is cold

i can feel the trees,it is hard

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Merkeyria poem

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I can see trees which are as brour as my hair.

I can hear brids softly tweetin.

I can taeste cold rain form the sky.

I can touch the barck of the tree.

I can smell nature.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Radiah Poem

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I can see the Ducks waddling.

Ican smell the beatiful blossom.

I can taste the refreshing rain.

I can touch the nice tree.

I can hear the birds tweating.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Rui's senses poem

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I can see trees as big as big ben.

I can hear birds tweating in a tune.                                                                                                                          

I can taste the the reafreshing rain on my tongue.                                                                                                                             

I can feel the mossy bark on the trees.

I can smell the rain on the rocks.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Salha s poem

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I can hear birds tweeting in harmony.

i can see the bigest puddle in the world.

i can smell the graet fresh air

i can taste the refreshing rain

I can feel the cold air.

 

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

horaja fadumo

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I  can trees, which are as brown as my hair

I can hear birds tweeting softly

 I can see wet Emralds lesafs

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

ALL ABOUT WRITING WEEK

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IN WRITING WEEK WE HAVE BEEN TO EASTVILLE PARK

FOR ARE LEARNING.THE WHOLE ICE CREEM VAN IS

FULL OF ICE CREEM'S FOR EVERYONE THAT IS HOT.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Adil's poem

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I can hear te leaves shivering

I can see the brown trees

I can smell the dogs that were moving

I can taste the cold rain that was landing on my tongue

I can feel the rain boucing of my hand

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

My poem by louie

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I can see trees as rough as concrete

Ican hear birds tweeting quietly to a tune 

I can taste sweet raindrops comming from the clouds

I can smell the fresh air running up my nose

I can feel raindrops softly tapping on my coat.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

My poem by louie

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I can see trees as rough as concrete

Ican hear birds tweeting quietly to a tune 

I can taste sweet raindrops comming from the clouds

I can smell the fresh air running up my nose

I can feel raindrops softly tapping on my coat.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Emilia&Kayne's poems

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I can see the low,loud and brown and sparkling water 

I can hear birds tweeting fiersly

I can smell discusting bark

I can taste nice rain

 I can feel the soft mud.

Emilia's poem:

I can see a lake full of ducks

I can hear the leaves russeling in the wind

I can feel the rough bark

I can smell the fresh smell of growing grass

I can taste the refreshing taste of cold raindrops.

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

SAED poem

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I can hear birds tweeting                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             I can see  leaves that  are green                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I can smell the tree it smells dusgustin                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         I can taste the cold rain                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               I can feel the soft tree

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

zainab and ahmad poem

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I can touch the rough and green tall trees.

I can hear birds tweeting camly.

I can see white fog in a far dististance

I can taste the rain dropping on the floor.

I can smell green leaves.

I can hear the birds tweeting loudly and happily.

I can see swans swimming softly and calmy

I can smell th bench very nice and clean

I can taste the raindrops clean like tiles

i can feel the trees as rough as sand

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

zainab and ahmad poem

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I can touch the rough and green tall trees.

I can hear birds tweeting camly.

I can see white fog in a far dististance

I can taste the rain dropping on the floor.

I can smell green leaves.

I can hear the birds tweeting loudly and happily.

I can see swans swimming softly and calmy

I can smell th bench very nice and clean

I can taste the raindrops clean like tiles

i can feel the trees as rough as sand

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

zainab and ahmad poem

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I can touch the rough and green tall trees.

I can hear birds tweeting camly.

I can see white fog in a far dististance

I can taste the rain dropping on the floor.

I can smell green leaves.

I can hear the birds tweeting loudly and happily.

I can see swans swimming softly and calmy

I can smell th bench very nice and clean

I can taste the raindrops clean like tiles

i can feel the trees as rough as sand

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Dilwyn's senses poem

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I can see a duck pond.

I can hear bird's tweeting.

I can taste the rain falling from the cloud's.

I can touch.

Thursday, 14 April 2016 00:00

Dilwyn's senses poem

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I can see a duck pond.

I can hear bird's tweeting.

I can taste the rain falling from the cloud's.

I can touch.

Tuesday, 12 April 2016 00:00

Eastville Park

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Eastville Park

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At Eastville there is a football pich plus a basket and tennis court

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Tuesday, 12 April 2016 00:00

Eastville Park

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At Eastville there is a football pich plus a basket and tennis court

Tuesday, 12 April 2016 00:00

Rahim-U-Din's poem

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I can hear some duck making quack noises.

I can see a pond with a duck.

I can taste rain and it is soft.

I can feel the branch, it feels wet. 

Tuesday, 12 April 2016 00:00

ALL ABOUT WRITING WEEK

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WRITING WEEK IS WHEN YOU WRITE A LOT OF STUFF THROUGH THE WEEK

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