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Letter from the Highwayman to Bess

To my sweet shuger plum Bell Please can we spend our lives together? When I first sore you, I new you was the one for me. To me I see you as a queen of angils , with blushed rose cheeks. Your eyelashes are waves crashing aganst the shore. I dreem of you my dear.You are the [...]

Tim’s letter to bess

Dear bess, I am so sorry my mind is a dead fox you were the loveliest and kindest girl I met I loved you  since you were born and I love you now I am so devastated and destroyed I don’t know  what to  do or say  i  am so sad  i fell  stupid  and  insane [...]

Horses

Horses horses everywhere, horses horses in the Fields, Horses horses gallop and trot, horses horses some lose the plot, Horses horses everywhere, horses horses in the stables!!!!!!!!!! by scarlett

strawberrys

strawberrys lovely  red strawberrys juicy  shiney with a storky nice and  green like  a  lovley bush they  are  lush pippy  but  yummy by louise

Bed Time

I hear freaky noises floorboards creaking I thought it was mum just then my brother called mum,mums in the kitchen I was really scared someones there I thought who was it maybe a monster I was as scared as people were at world war 2.                           willow

Highwayman

A highwayman was a robber who preyed on travelled  0partially one who travelled by horse ; those who robbed by foot were called footpads    .Mounted robbers were widely considered to be socially Superior to footpads such robbers   operated   in  great  britain   and  Ireland    from  the    Elizabethan  era  until   the  early   19 th   century . By  [...]

Tim’s Letter to Bess

One or two ideas for starting that letter. Remember the poem is very strong, full of emotion. The letter should be like that too. Keita’s idea for the metaphor about the mind, I think was a good one. Try out your own before Tuesday. My mind is a dead world. You’re gone! What will I [...]

class rules

Do not swing on your chair Always listen to the teacher Speak clearly Dont um and er Sit still and dont fiddle look at the person who is talking do not talk when someone else is talking. Do not kick Do not punch by jessica

My own verstion of chocs

In the half pound of moonlight my small hand crept in there was an electnfing rustle and a dark and glomoras sent went into my open and religos mouth as the first marziepan moment went in yum delishos down the crinkly second lair five finger piglets pinched the hazle wherl, the caramal swurle, the blak [...]