My Day

Yesterday on Wednesday I didn’t go to the Rippa Rugby Tournament because I didn’t choose to go. In the morning we could choose a spot to sit at. I was sitting with my friends and two of the Room 8 girls. They had brought their crochet set and they started teaching me how to crochet. They gave me some yarn and a hook. After morning tea we went outside to experience what we could see, feel and hear.  We went to look and smell the flowers that are growing along the fence. They are called Freesias and they smell like vanilla and lemon, mixed together. Later I wrote this poem:

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