Typing: Once there was a boy with bushy hair and bursting feelings. Every day he went to training he felt like he was going to reel. When playing outside on the yellowest day when a truck came past his feelings started to come out of his eyes. At night when the shadow fell down on his pillow the walls started to look like a shadow with spikes. Sometimes when my play comes to an end I start to become full of anger and start to destroy my things. He felt happy feelings as big as me and started to feel like the best person in the world. Beautiful things would not leave my head and stay there for hours and hours. When someone has had a bad day I feel worried and his mum too. He wondered “ when I go to school I won’t show my feelings to anyone. When I go to school I won’t show them because I think someone will make fun of my big feelings. When I went to class I was scared of showing them so I did not talk. At play time I was swinging when I saw a girl with the same big feelings. After morning tea he played with her and he found out it wasn’t just him with big feelings it was everyone he did not know that but now he does. The end.
Task Description: Today we did a writing summery about our feelings. this was hard to do but easy to and I liked it the most. this was the shortest writing I have done but I wrote every thing about this book. I hope you like mu writing?