This week in room 1 we had to write about one key thing we did in our holidays. The structure was a slow write.
Air Zone
Woohoo! I feel a warm flutter in my chest. Stepping through the door I hear the screams of people on the tarzan rope and swing. Weeeeeee, this is really fun. Quickly I jump into the foam pit, Hallelujah! “When’s it my turn?” My little cousin asks. Although the man tried to stop people climbing up the tramp, some kids still did it. The foam in the pits were pink, blue, yellow and green. Why is it always on my turn, I the man has to tell people off. I attempt my flick flack just as we are about to leave and I did it, YYYYYEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS!
