"Come on son, we're off!" I said to my little boy.
We hopped in the yacht. It was a beautiful day, the sun shimmering, ocean nice and calm. The perfect day to go fishing. I gave my son a life jacket and put on my own. I started up the boat and off we went. After about half an hour of sailing we anchored and casted our lines. Me and my son slapped on a bit of sunblock and lay back, waiting for a bite.
"Dad look, there's a fish on the line!" James exclaimed.
I jumped up straight away and excitedly ran to the rod. I took the fishing rod into my hands and started to reel. It was a big fish, I could tell by how long it took me to land. It took a good hour or so to get the beast on board. I looked at it, lying on the yacht's floor, and I said to James,"that's the biggest fish I've ever caught!"
"Dad, put it back!" James commanded.
"Why would I do that, this is a huuggee fish and we're gonna take it home for dinner!" I replied.
The fish was a golden red snapper. It's eyes were as black as the night sky with little shimmering stars. The fish weighed about 300 pounds and was hard to lift..
"It could be pregnant so you have to put it back. You can always come back and catch it or its children again." James argued.
"Ok, I'll put it back." I moaned
I picked the fish up with a wet towel and carefully released her back into the ocean. I watched the snapper swim away slowly and then disappear into the abyss. "I think it's time To go home now son. That's enough fishing for today."
We sailed back to shaw, hooked up the boat and away we went.
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Term 3 Goals
To include more paragraphs into writing
To focus my talking on the learning we are doing in class
To make the best choice for high school next year
To focus my talking on the learning we are doing in class
To make the best choice for high school next year
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
The Concrete Jungle
After 65 years it was time for the chimpanzee to return back to his home planet. He was awaiting his arrival. While he rested his ship was getting closer and closer back to his home.
As he breaks through the atmosphere and his ship's parachute flys out, he sees the devastating condition of what was once a city. He sees rubble of homes and office buildings from above. He sees vines taking over houses and trees growing through the cracks of roads. He sees decaying wooden homes. He notices some cars in the middle of the highway with their doors open, bushes over growing them. The earth was an unforgiving jungle of rubble.
The earth was a vast silent deserted jungle of concrete. It was silent other than the odd tumbling of pebbles. He could hear his own heart beating in time with his foot steps. He had the airy feeling of a pair if peeping eyes watching over him. He thought that he was the last one alive on this planet, he was right.
Sadness and loneliness filled his mind as he walked across the cracked, dusty ground.
As he breaks through the atmosphere and his ship's parachute flys out, he sees the devastating condition of what was once a city. He sees rubble of homes and office buildings from above. He sees vines taking over houses and trees growing through the cracks of roads. He sees decaying wooden homes. He notices some cars in the middle of the highway with their doors open, bushes over growing them. The earth was an unforgiving jungle of rubble.
The earth was a vast silent deserted jungle of concrete. It was silent other than the odd tumbling of pebbles. He could hear his own heart beating in time with his foot steps. He had the airy feeling of a pair if peeping eyes watching over him. He thought that he was the last one alive on this planet, he was right.
Sadness and loneliness filled his mind as he walked across the cracked, dusty ground.
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