The white flakes fluttered down outside the frosty window. It was
so unfair. Playtime was on it's way but the message from Mrs Daley
simply said that we were not allowed into what had become a polar
bear's dream, otherwise known as 'our playground'.
Maybe a child sneaks out of the classroom and has their own adventure in the snow or maybe a snowman creeps into the playground and all the children have to hide it from their teachers!
The only limit is your imagination...happy writing!
3 comments:
i hpe our snow manisnt throwing away
then alice thamed osa luca beau dillon walk out slowly the lots of children saw what there were doing then emilyg told the teacher osa said there and teacher sother all hide miss staffcheck everwhere so she turned it ice then at come the sun shine eveyone was playing outside jesscia told john to sale miss saffso john got a box there we go eveyone in year6 said any one wants to buy this teacher then aman came
Megan, I wonder if you can copy and paste our story ending into a new comment box and add punctuation so that it is easier and more interesting to read.
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