It was my house that went up in smoke…Why mine? Out of all the houses in the street, in the town, in the country, it had to be mine. Why not anyone else’s? Those terrorists chose my home.
But why? Why haven’t they been caught yet? Why was it my house that has to be nothing but ash? Why, why and why again? What did I do in life, to deserve this? Then it hits me. I did do something… If I had to build my own house, I’d…make it a small red-brick cottage. The cottage would be in the Foothills of the Canadian Mountains. There would only be two bedrooms, one lounge, one bathroom, and a kitchen.
There would be a Foresty Haven fell about it with rows and rows of wild flowers, roses, forget-me-nots, tulips and poppies. These would all be at the front of the house lining up on each side of the stepping stone pavers in the middle leading up to the front door. At the entrance way a vine of honey-suckle would be surrounding the top of the door. In my bedroom there would be an old-fashioned wooden bed, a patchwork quilt and a lovely design of flowers on the feature wall, surrounding the rest of the room would be cream walls. It was this code and I had no idea what it meant… It was so tempting to just run out of the classroom, get onto a computer and search up the answer. I was so frustrated, irritated, upset I was surprised I hadn’t exploded…yet.
Why can’t I figure it out?I think in my head, I’m usually good at this stuff. Then it hits me. It’s not a code at all, or a riddle, not evern a puzzle. It’s a stupid question! If there were 100 berries on a bush and some blackbirds came and ate a fraction of the berries. How many blackbirds were left? I mean, could you answer that? 5 minute writing
Bees are good and bad because… The good reasons- they re-pollinate our flowers, filling the air with a fluorescent scent, the create for us their delicious, soft, flavour-filled honey. Now for the bad reasons- Their sharp, painful, always poised for attack... stingers. Also their annoying buzz, the irritating way they land on your flowery shirts, and they way they spin round and round your head constantly bothering you. That is why I highly dislike, uh bees. GOAL 1:
I am making GOOD progress, this term I need to stay on track. GOAL 2: I making NO progress, this term I need to get stuck into my book and read away. GOAL 3: I am making OKAY progress, this term I need to get some help using the planner. The highlight of Term 1 would have to be the Library. It was so peaceful you could just relax and put your nose into a book.
For Term 2 Wednesday sport I'm doing Netball. For the holidays I'm celebrating my birthdays which is tomorrow on Good Friday. I've really enjoyed my first Term at Mt Hutt College. |