When Mrs Barks was teaching at Pt England School this was her class blog.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Prickly, Ticklish Grass
I couldn't believe it when room 12 was told to got outside and lie down on the prickly, ticklish grass. I looked up at the billowy clouds and I was so hot that I couldn't feel my skin. Screeching seagulls were loudly crying and I couldn't hear anything else. That day, the gentle whispering wind was floating in the peaceful sky.