I cry when my dad daiys.
I am clever and good.
by Thomas

I pretend that my frend is ther I feel upset wen my hamst dayd Itauch my flfey dog I cry wen my dad go to werck I am drootful and nays.by scarlet.

1. Ipetend that I have whon p.I feel upset when sumwon attac me.I tuch my Black cat.I worry that my ginie pig will stop liking me.cry when sumwon attacs me.I am clever and tall.thy end

pomes

I pretend I am royal. I feel upset when I lose golden time. I touch IsoIbels hair. I worry I will be in golden time loses. I cry when pepole shout at me. I am cute and laft full. by connor.

I pretend that cat is a dog.
I feel upset when when poeple say nastee things about me.
I touch my cute baby book.
I worry when I forget things.
I cry when I forget somthing.
Iam sensible and senstive.by kaylah

my poem.

I pretend that my brother is nice.
I feel upset when people pick on me.
I touch my black disco light swigh.
I worry when I thget some thing.
I cry when my mum does not kies me good night.
I am lovely and cheerful.By amy.

I am going to give it a water featur.
I am plant some mints.I am plant some flowers.by isobelG

we are going to make a gardan and we will move things .ByRuBy

This is are hill.Thes are some of my Idies that we could have in it.A coco plant.A big bush with flowers.By Lydia.

I like to ride on my purple shiny bike and I ride miles and miles.
by kaylah

split E sounds.

I like to ride my first bike evreywhere but not with my freinds.

split ee

I like to play hide and seek going down the slide while riding a bike.
I dont like to eat swellchy horribal nasty green slime next to a fire becaue it gets to hot.
can you ride a bike a fly a kite while riting a poem to the qeen.

My poem all about me.

I am lovely and cheerful. by amy b.
I wonder why my brother is so mean.
I hear the waves crashing on the sand.
I see the sun burninghot.
I want my sisters to be beutfull.
I am lovly and cheerful.

I am happy and kind.
I wonder why my brother dosent like me.



ByLydia.

My poem about me

I am clever and sencabal .
I wonder why got have got shuch a good memory.
I hear my mum boasting about how clean and tidy are house is.
I see my family campinin iland.
I want my garden to always stay as couloraful as it now.

MY POEM ABOUT ME

i see louds of splashing

I hear clouds hit.

I hear the warm fire.
I see mummy and daddy on the cumfy sofe.

By RuBy

I can hear my dog barcking I can see the green grass BY SAURAV.

I am spciel to uther pepple

who do you think you are.

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