In this task the children were to describe the ocean.
He wore a face of stormy grey and ripples for his wrinkles. Calm and gentle as the autumn breeze, with glistening sea-green eyes and licking the bay sands in summer. But disturb him with your boats in the winter months, and his bellows will slap overcast waves, enraged murky eyes will swallow you whole. But underneath is all are slimy curls of the seaweed, and the homes of the vibrant multi-coloured fish.
By Carmen R
I swim out to the infinite ocean. The crystal blue blanket stretches around the world. I can hear the waves roar as they crash down on the shore. I dive under the surface to find myself starring down at all the beautiful fish swimming in schools creating different colours just like a rainbow. I ascent to the surface and look around once again at the magical sight.
By Marvin T
The moonlight shines on the glistening waves licking the sand. Shimmering like the water had been turned into diamonds. The waves devouring the rough rocks until quickly slipping back into the water. Waves ricochet off the rocky shore spraying onto the sand.
By Aniela G
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