Enjoy our moment in time writing...

Fox gloves swaying like bells.
Sheep moving in herds.
Kids skidding down, sitting on prickles.
Sheep skulls lurking in the grass.
Sitting on bulrushes.
Puffing and panting as I walk.
Sheep having BAAAd attitudes.
Fox gloves swaying in the breeze.
Buddy buds sticking to my pants.

By Libby

Fun slipping and sliding around but scary.
Lambs running around like mad people.
Snails hiding in the skull like a worm hiding from Mr M's chickens.
Euan playing outside and people being noisy.
Noisy, noisy sheep like people screaming.
Scary but awesome view.
Birds singing like a opera singer.
Looking dowin on our house.
Spying on Mum.

By Freya

I saw a lambs skull.
I can see prickles and sheep.
When I went up the hill, Bob and I saw sheep bones.
There were heaps of bulrushes.
We have a lot of views to see.

By Mark

Candy floss clouds floating above my head.
From the view you could see the tennis court, the trees and the concrete road.
Buddy buds sticking to me.
Pink, purple and white flowers all over the place.
The sheep bellowing angrily.
The green leaves and grass all around me.
Hills everywhere we looked.
Rough sticks on the dirty grass.

By Madi

Fluffy, furry floxgloves, never ending green.
Marble like poo.
Rusty gates creaking in the wind.
Crisp grass crunches when we walk on it.
Glistening dew on spider webs look like crystals.
Never ending green.
Metre tall cliffs are easy to fall down!
MADNESS, CRAZYNESS, FUNNESS!!!

By Grace

When i was on top of the hill I felt like I was the king of the world.
The birds were nosiy.
The sheep were noisy.
The trees were beautiful.
The bulrushes were like a couch.
There were lots of plants.
The top was amazing.
I am having fun.

By Leo

It's like poo galore on that hill.
Do the sheep ever be quiet?
The boys go crazy over the bones and skulls.
Bulrushes everywhere like candyfloss bombs.
Argh! Don't sit on the prickle bushes
Lonely mushrooms growing in random places.
Spider webs everywhere creep me out.
Mr M piggybacks Ashley down the hill.

By Anna

Starting to get noisy.
The bulrushes are like a couch.
Two hawks were flying around.
Mum sheep with a baby sheep.
There was lots of foxglove.
Baa baa, tweet tweet, chat chat.
Mark dropped his book.
It is fun!

By Bob

Sheep graze, dotted arond the hills.
Spikey white bomby knockers stick to our trousers.
The kereru fly plast adding colour to the sky.
Walking through the forest, pushing through the jungle vines and a maze of bulrushes.
Chalk on the concrete, a book with tiny print.
Octopus tentacles wrap around tree branches.
Foxgloves splatter colour onto a green canvas.
The sky transformed into a sea of depression.

By Maddy

Fun, fun, fun on my bum, bum, bum.
There was poo everywhere.
I can see baboon bamboo.
It was like a bamboo wall.
I slid down the big hill. 
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was like cracked concrete.
It was fun.
White candyfloss clouds.
Mushroom ball.

By Samantha