What if you were your dad/parents but in there childhood ?

 If I were my dad but in there childhood it would not be fun.

If I were my dad it would be very hard because my dad was born in Samoa and he did a lot of work he had to cook dinner, feed the animals, sell coco, and get a job.   

               

If I were my dad but in there childhood it would not be fun. 

       

My Grandad's hands

This week's writing task was a free-verse poem about "my grandad's hands". We practiced using semi-colons, a range of sentence lengths and using vocabulary. Our poems are based on an original poem written by Gary O'connell. I chose to write about my grandad because he was someone very special to me.

 

My Grandad's hands by Willie 

My grandad's hand's

are wrinkly boulders;

his back, sturdy ladder;

his legs, slow branches.

his laugh is a tigers roar;

his voice, tiger's growl

Sleeping

quiet waiting for the bus

My grandad

Is watching over us.