Into the fresh country air we went, on one of those confused weather days, a Wednesday, the 17th to be precise. We were raising money for the pantomime in December, we chatted and laughed, a few of us got sticks for a walking stick.
Into the fresh country air we went, on one of those confused weather days, a Wednesday, the 17th to be precise. We were raising money for the pantomime in December, we chatted and laughed, a few of us got sticks for a walking stick.
On Saturday the 14th of February my family went to Runswick bay and hunted for fossils, at first the tide was quite far in. We guessed that there had been a storm quite recently because all the seaweed had been pushed up into large mounds, also because of the amount of seashells, fossils and bits of junk like rusty old pegs and pieces of rubber.
At school we have been writing limericks here’s some of mine:
A squeaky Mouse named dog
Followed the mysterious fog
It took forever
she wasn’t clever!
After that she lived in a Log!