First Day Of School(Poem)

Something happened to me the moment the bell rang.

I accidentally slipped on the playground.

CLONK! My water bottle broke apart.

Spilling cold liquid over a Grade 5 boy’s shoes.

He glared at me with anger.

“I’m so sorry.” I cried.

“Wahhhhhhh.” I sobbed as I tried to escape.

“Little boy, don’t cry. Please! It’s OK.” he picked me up.

Looking around, the Grade 5 boy left me alone.

“Oh, okay,” I smiled as the Big Giant left.

“So foolish, I can’t believe he actually thought I was crying.”

‘HAHAHAHA” I laughed to my self.

I was ready for my next target.

Proverb Poem

“Haste Makes Waste”

 

Do

You

Know

It’s terrible

to waste your

time  on things that

aren’t necessary.The worse

thing  to waste is time.Time is

like a cup of cold  water.If you spill

it,it won’t come back.   WhenI was in

elementary school,I wrote my test too fast, 

but when I went back to check it,there were

lots of mistakes I made.      While I was 

correcting my mistake the bell rang.

“OOPS!what can I do Haste 

makes waste.”

 

 

 

physical or sedentary

  For some reasons, I’m a physical person. I don’t usually play any sports, but I always hang out with my friend for karaoke or shopping. I could never stays at home for whole day, I’d love to be in outside, if I stay at home, I’ll probably just went to sleep, which is very boring. 

 

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