Sensory Poem

             

 Sensory Poem        

When I am at war I can see the brave soldiers saluting . I can also see brave soldiers sweating.

The soldiers were honoured to fight for their country and to sacrifice their life for our country.

The tall soldiers were confident enough to fight the war for their country.

The tired soldiers were proud to be fighting in the army for their own people.

The soldiers were strong when they smelt blood and got shot from his enemy.

My team mates and I's is ANZAC COOKIES

 Room 6 and I made Anzac cookies. We took the whole middle block and some of the last block to make them and eat them. It tasted so soft and it had heaps of oats in it as well. My 2 team mates were Kymani and Melie. My most favourite part was eating it and making it. I felt so excited. I was as happy as a clown.