Friday, April 7, 2017
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The cloud came from the sea.....
He was not like other clouds,
The wind could not command him,
The more he saw, the more he did,
And the more he did, the more he became,
You see he wasn't just a cloud...
He was a cloud made of more.
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Before you start writing think about the following questions:
Where this strange cloud came from? It cannot be commanded by the wind, who is controlling it? Does the cloud have a purpose in life? Does the cloud have a personality?
WALT write a narrative.
Describe the cloud growing up, being just another ordinary cloud in the sky until one day..... Something happened to change all that.
We know we have done this when:
We have written what the cloud is thinking as it discovers what it’s purpose is in life and we have described some of the adventures that have happened.
Go to this padlet The Cloud and start writing your ideas, words feelings adjectives similies and metaphors.
Once this is completed you can publish it on your personal blog.
Just to let you know I was not a cloud, I was just a normal person. But this one night when I was sleeping in my room I saw this monster out of my window. He had a pale face, and sharp white teeth that had drips of blood going down his mouth, and red eyes that glisten in the moonlight.
I was terrified that the monster would kill me, he could see in my eyes fear. He
just kept on looking at me until I looked away and the monster was gone. I could hear the dog barking and then the monster was under my bed, it started to move and then the monster came out of under the bed and he jumped over me.
I am now a spirit but not just a spirit a cloud!, I was thinking to myself ‘’I wonder what kind of journey would come’’ So I started to move. Since now I have been in a lot of storms that I have survived. I was still scared until I saw something in the distance… it was a city.
I went there to see what is going on. There were trees that had light green leafs, and a little kid that was playing in the park, also I could see the people working in there office with there computer in the tower that I was looking at.
The wind can not command me, and I’m not a normal cloud, I don’t know if
other clouds have a spirit in them. As I was looking above the city people were looking at me, then I saw this fire going on so I ran over well not ran but went there as fast as I could.
Luckily I made it people could have died. I got angry so that I could turn into a storm, I was angry now it started to rain the fire men was shocked for what I have done for them now I can live my life.
But it’s not done, a storm was coming I had to try and stop it. I went to ask the gods if they could stop it but they were just so damn useless so I had to stop it myself. I could see the dark cloud coming my way, I could feel the wind blowing in my face I huffed and puffed and BOOM the storm was gone.