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This is my weather poem:

The tornado like a fierce giant who wanted his dinner, came stomping up Main Street. As people saw the enormous tornado they ran for their lives. People watched though their windows as the strong tornado tore through the park, rushed up the hill and ripped of roofs. Bins got turned over, roofs got ripped off, gardens got damaged, house got damaged, things crashed through windows, things were blowing around everywhere and cars where taken up into the air. The tornado went on and on soon it faded away like a bird flying away and left us a whole lot of damage. 

 The End 

My Question:                                                                    

When did her journey start: when she goes to Canada or when she finds the eggs?     

I think Amy’s journey started when she comes to Canada right after she loses her mother. This is where here journey starts because she wouldn’t have found the eggs if she hadn’t come Canada and she wouldn’t have been able to fly the geese south. I also think this is where her journey starts because she had to start a whole new life make new friends get to know new people and in New Zealand she had to say bye to all her friends and she also had to leave all her mothers memories there. 

Luv ya peeps lotz 

Puneet   

My Question:                                                                    

When did her journey start: when she goes to Canada or when she finds the eggs?     

I think Amy’s journey started when she comes to Canada right after she loses her mother. This is where here journey starts because she wouldn’t have found the eggs if she hadn’t come Canada and she wouldn’t have been able to fly the geese south. I also think this is where her journey starts because she had to start a whole new life make new friends get to know new people and in New Zealand she had to say bye to all her friends and she also had to leave all her mothers memories there. 

Luv ya peeps lotz 

Puneet   

hi everybody:)

Well this is anther entry for blog, this is about 8alive again but a bit better this time. 8alive was a bit boring but the things i enjoyed were decorating our journals which was really good every1 did a really good jod on thiers. We did coultraral beginings which was a bit boring and we just rote were ppls ansenters, parents, grandparents came from. we did m power girl wich was ok we had 2 draw her and trust me she didnt look 2 good. We went 2 the vic mmarket whiich was good we walked around & cheked out everyhing and also bought some stuff. when i look bak it was alright wasnt that fun but ok.

luv ya lotz:)