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 My recount writing reflection Well it all started when me and my family got invited to my nesses 1st Birthday her name was kelijae when we arrived we had somthink to eat when we fineshed eating me and my cousins jumped on the bounceycastle we jumped so high we could almost touch the roof. then we help my Kelijae open her presents she had so many presents her room was filled of them then it came to the end of the Birthday when everyone started to head home Holiday recount (reworked with teacher conferencing) The fast biscuit I went on a fast biscuit. The biscuit was so big that 3 people could fit in it. We had gone to the lake to give it a go. It went so fast it felt like I was riding on a chettahs back. We went far out into the ddep. I felt a tickle feeling on my legs so I looked down. It was an enormouse pile of seaweed. The seaweed felt limy like a slug leaving its trail on my legs. It felt so weird that I screamed my hardest. We zoomed back to the hot golden sand. Where I laid down in our big blue tent. Below is my reflection on my writing
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