The House On Furgus Rd (Part 1) Enjoy!

I stared at the house. It stared back at me. It stood there still and silent except from the sound of the blinds clickity-clacking on the window. There was something intriguing about that house, something extraordinary. Though, my mind tells me to go home and forget about that house my instincts told me to go and find out what that extraordinary thing about the house is. First step, second step, third step, I am outside the house my hands are shaking as I reached for the door knob. As though it was expecting me, the door creaked open. I gingerly stepped through the hall way, it was then when I heard a scream followed by the sound of an evil laugh. Terrified, I tried back away but found that my feet would not move backwards but only forwards. I crept on expecting something to happen any mooo..... AAAAAAAAAA!

There was that scream again. This time it was louder and more terrifying.

I went on and found a girl about 6 years older than me in a corner head in hands sobbing. 

I crept towards her but I missed a loose plank and tripped, she looked up. "Please help me" She said between tears. She looked at me hopefully. Her eyes red from crying. I couldn't turn her down.  So I agreed.

She began to tell me what was wrong:

"I lived here since I was 6. I kept on seeing these things. I saw them everywhere. They tried to pull me away before. They sensed someone was here, so they went away. But they will still try to capture me no matter what.Thank you for coming. Thank you for helping me. I am overwhelmed that you are here." 

To Be Continued.....

What am I?

The letters dance across the page,

The line of fire lights up the page,

A flick of a wrist and a story is born,

A storm full of words and a sea full of detail,

Flick, flack, squiggly and straight,

Read on and you might find your fate.

Alexandra's Problem

Once upon a time there was girl called Alexandra Poppy-Flower Tyler Reed Alison-Potter and she was 10 years old.

Alexandra lives in a cloud tree with cloud berries and the cloud berries came in different flavours like ice cream, raspberry etc.

She was known for her blue glasses, white hair and bright orange freckles.

Alexandra had lived happily but the only problem was she couldn't seem to remember where she left her glasses only the problem was that they were always on her face.

She is normally the type of person who is patient but when it comes to her glasses she gets really frustrated and once she nearly hurt a cloud berry gardener.

Once she was looking for her her glasses when a mirror fell on her head, suddenly she saw her reflection and to her surprise she found her glasses on her head.

The End.

By Minh Anh

Sentence of the day By Minh Anh

Original sentence :

The dog lay on the back porch.

Improved sentence :

The coconut colored dog lazily stretched out on the back porch of the long forgotten house of Miss. Hactma as a shadowy figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Book review by Minh Anh

This my book review of Hetty Feather by Jaqueline Wilson.

Hope you enjoy the book review and will enjoy the book. 

minh anh book review from Room 9 GLS on Vimeo.

Bob's Bush Camp By Minh Anh

I bumped my head as I concentrated on carrying the wood back to the fire, I was concentrating so much to not drop the wood that I forgot how low the roof was. The heat of the fire was like a candle next to my face. I felt like in 10 seconds I was going to melt into a puddle. The gridle scones smelt buttery and sweet. The tea was warm and looked delicious . When I tasted the gridle scones with strawberry jam and butter on top, it was so yum I ate a second scone and drank my tea. Gridle scones with tea goes really well together. Mr. Hawthorne was bellowing instuctions at us if we don't get it right but most of the time he was a great man. I enjoyed cooking the gridle scones.

The classroom full of children

My class was like a zoo. Boys were playing roughly and standing on desks. Girls were gossiping and giggling in a corner. Meanwhile Ann was the only girl with a stern look on her face while trying to read. The teacher was getting impatient and was screaming her head off, trying to calm things down. I stayed quiet in a corner while everything around me went on and on and on. There was never a day it was calm in my classroom.

By Minh Anh

My self portrait by Minh Anh

This week room 9 did self portraits on kidpix. I really enjoyed doing the art. Enjoy!!!!!!