27/02/2014 SHOW POEM

Gearing up …

Metal hooks, fishing line

Rods, reels

The ‘reel’ deal

The rocks and weed

Snagging the line

The tip of the rod bending over

The line speeding off the reel

Watching the white water

Waiting for the big fish

Behind the boat

Searching for little fish

Bait for big fish

Waiting for a bite  

From a boat

Watching dolphins

Frolicking in the wide deep ocean

Wondering if the fish are still there

Or scared away

By the majestic creatures of the sea

The extreme moment

When the fish takes lure

The rush to your rod

When the fish steals the bait

And races out to sea.  

Into the deep waters

Of the Tasman Sea

When the line goes tight

The cranking of each wind as you reel it in.

All the pressure pushed off you

When the fish comes ashore  

And who can forget …

The delicious pan fried fillets.

Roman King

As I walk up on the Yellow sands of the Roman village, I can hear swords clashing from the arena. The gladiators are fighting for the king. I hear cheering as some one had won. When I walk down the road a man asked me if I was going to the big fight. I walk closer to the Colosseum. 
"Hi," I said.
"Hi," they said back... 
They looked just like me except Derek had a spear and Tyler had a bow. I went over to them and started hit a clump of hay. I asked who we were facing. They pointed at two of the kings best knights. They had gold armor and fancy feathers on their helmets. The feathers were dyed red to represent blood. 
Suddenly a great noise came from somewhere in the arena, 
"The fight will now begin!!!!!" A great knight came charging towards us. Tyler and Derek moaned. They did not wanted to fight the king's knights because it was a fight to the death. Finally Tyler fired an arrow. It landed right inside the helmet and knock him out cold. A spear came flying out of Tyler so fast it went straight through the armor like a knife through butter. He fell solidly. Just then the knight got up. He came charging towards us. I stared to spin like a helicopter. I started to fly over to him. My sword went straight through him.
WE had won the fight .Three gladiators came in carrying gold crowns .You are now the kings. We put on the crowns and everyone lived happily ever after. 
"Oh no," I said. I was too late. Suddenly I was taken by the arm by a guard. He took me to the gladiators' quarter. He placed a helmet on my head and armor all over me and he gave two swords. He pushed me out and I see my old friends, Tyler and Derek. 

Christmas letter

To Jackson

It is fun being friends with you. I like doing crazy stuff with you.

Have a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Bug Buddies

With a heavy crack the slab of concert hit the ground with a slap. What's that ...
"It's a huge spider," Tyler said.
I WANT THAT SPIDER.
As fast as he said "I want that spider", I put it in his box.We went to the class room and looked at it through the magnifying glass. It was so hairy and its fangs were so sharp I couldn't bear to look at them.
After that we went to the native area. We looked under a stump.
"Aah!" Tyler screamed jumping backwards. He landed in a bush. I saw a huge spider at least 10 cm long. It  scampered away into a hole.                    

Smokers

Puff, puff, toot, toot!

Black smoke puffed out of the steam engine. 

Hooray ... the steam tractors  are coming.

Black ones, green ones, little ones, big ones. 

My favourite one is called "Dirty girl". It is big and black with gold stripes. A man came and told as how it works. We got to go in the tractors. It was a great day.          

Skiing 2013

As we drove up the mountain, I could see the snow. It looked like a big bowl of ice cream.
When we got to the rental area we had to get the ski gear. On the slope, there I was racing down at lightening speeds.
When I fell I got a mouthful of snow.
At the lesson we learnt stopping, jumping and lots of other maneuvers. After that I went up the Giant and Park lane.
It was a great day.    

My Marble

Sparkling in the sun.  The streaks of green glistening.  The sun throws tiny rainbows to the sphere's surface. 

by Dylan