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teacher: Mrs. B (Grade 5 - 2012-2013)

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Article posted February 7, 2013 at 02:30 PM GMT+2 • comment • Reads 305



I made a mistake



I went to PE to play some dodge ball,



I made a mistake… and hit the wall.









I went to Switzerland to see Madonna,







I made a mistake …and saw Dana.









I went to France to eat some snails,







I made a mistake…and hammered some nails









I went to the barber to shave my beard,







I made a mistake…and saw Britney spears









I went to Africa to visit a zoo,







I made a mistake…and went to the loo









I went to Tripoli to go to the farm,







I made a mistake…and got stuck in a some yarn









I went to Korea to see a panda,







I made a mistake…and kid-napped Randa









I went to the hospital to see my grandma,







I made a mistake…And rode a lama.









I went to Lebanon to have some coffee,







I made a mistake…and ate some toffee









I went in a rocket to fly to the moon,







I made a mistake…and watched a cartoon.





Article posted February 7, 2013 at 02:30 PM GMT+2 • comment • Reads 305



Article posted January 25, 2012 at 09:12 AM GMT+2 • comment • Reads 49

Article posted January 25, 2012 at 09:12 AM GMT+2 • comment • Reads 49



Article posted November 4, 2010 at 04:08 PM GMT+2 • comment (5) • Reads 101

Fishing with My Dad  



By Randa



When I was 7 years old I went fishing with my dad. I put my favorite dangly, shiny fishing hat and clothes. I put on my favorite boots and walked out the door. We went to buy a fishing net, slimy worms, and two fishing rods.



 We drove to a huge lake. It was quiet and relaxing. There were no other people there so that made it very special. We dipped our fishing rods into the water and waited patiently until something under my rod started to move. I pulled and pulled, then it came out…



It was a red fish. It looked like a scary devil. Then I put it in my bucket. My dad was asleep so I rowed the boat back to the car. When I got home, me and my mom fried the fish and had it for supper.



Article posted November 4, 2010 at 04:08 PM GMT+2 • comment (5) • Reads 101



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