Olivia's Crane Memoir

My eyes were stuck on this orange tall crane dangling from the sky . The hook slowly reached down, grabbing the sports shed. As the shed drifted across our class it was coming down slowly.

'I hope the crane doesn't  drop the shed on Room 11!' I thought

Hockey by Danni

Spot Light

There was a little voice coming from the tree behind me, at Yr 5 camp we were playing spot light,

“Who is that?” I whispered quietly

“Its me” the voice whispered back

“Who?” I repeated

“Jennifer” she said finally

I scurried over to her trying not to be seen. Next thing I knew they were coming this way. I scattered the other way towards the trees. I was now hiding with Gemma and Dean. We were still not found and they started another game.

I was having so much fun.