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Tuesday 21 April 2020

Acrostic poem

My Isolation Poem  

Inside my bubble in fabulous Ahipara, New Zealand

Spending far too much time sitting on the couch

On my iPad listening to music

 Lying in bed for too long

At the beach fishing

Television has been a great source of entertainment

Inventing new things 

Opening easter eggs 

Nothing doing absolutely nothing

HIGH FLYER



                                                                     HIGH FLYER

I was bored so I zoomed outside to the giant swing. I jumped on the swing, I went so high it was amazing but, scary at the same time. I went so high it felt like I was on the top of the sky tower. Suddenly I found myself going way to fast, I swung forward and I let go. Oh no I thought I started to scream for about 4 seconds then I opened my eyes I stopped screaming. I started to cheer, I went so far I ended up in the middle of town where everyone, was taking photos. In about 15 mins, my adventure came to end I was back at home. I was happy but sad at the same time. The next day I clicked my fingers and poof I was floating again I clapped and went down slowly my dream has become a reality. It was my dream to fly.