Quality Comments

Lately I have been looking through my blog for comments. Some of these comments could really use some touching up (especially parents ones)!. so, I would like to tell you how to write a quality blog comment. This might help other people improve their posts and comments and maybe they could help me learn something new too. Here is some pointers. 

My Favourite Fictional Writing

This week for our final quickwrite we did a piece of fictional writing about a girl living in a jar. Each week we have 2- 4 quickwrites to complete about a unique topic or subject. here was this weeks third.

I saw me… Ya know the cat, my reflection was staring back at me as though I was watching the TV. The moment was then broken when I saw another face. This time it was not mine, but instead it belonged to the little girl in the mason jar. This girl, as you can guess, lived in a mason jar. She had ginger hair and piercing eyes, as though staring into a black hole. In the jar there is a table, this table is home to a tray. On this tray there is always the same thing: A teapot, a teacup and 4 custard coloured lemons. But behind those leaves and lemons there is a sad secret. She had never left that jar and never drank that tea. But most importantly she never had any friends, or family at that matter.

And then it happened. I knew how she could get out. But only I didn’t know how to tell her. If I could just… I then scampered over to the honey coloured oak doorway. I later came out carrying between my razor sharp teeth a scrap piece of newspaper and a red felt. I dragged the old stationary lazily over  so I was close enough to the jar. I took the felt in my teeth and angrily started to try pull the felt lid off… 30 painfully stressful minutes later and I had the lidless felt wedged inside my small mouth. I put the front on the felt on  paper and started doodling. Use the Tea and the sun … Hhmm, good enough.I  showed her the writing and I’m almost absolutely sure she can read, but she hasn’t moved, as though deep in thought. She must be able to read because soon after she grasped the teapot tightly and climbed carefully step by step up the plant until she was standing just above the sun. she cautiously poured the tea over the sun releasing a group of smoky sort of bubbles, with her on them. She floated up, up, up and away. And from all the way up there I somehow knew she was smiling.

CATS

This week we have been learning to make poems using cats,
about acrostic poems and how to make one here is mine.
 

The Nellie Varey Poem

In our writing group we have been learning about metaphors and we created some poems to share with our digital artwork.  We had to use six metaphors to describe ourselves. It took us about a week to finish, I found it tricky because we had to find six topics we thought compared and reminded us of ourselves and elaborate on them. Here is mine.

 

Our Memoirs

We Have lately been looking at memoirs and even made some of our own inspired by James K Baxter, we also borrowed some of his structure like the start the 5 nouns the 5 verbs and the ending. Here is my one.

The campsite was usual enough ;

it had a playground, a creek, a beach a kitchen and even a campsite shop. My sister, my friends and I did what girls do - swam in the clear sea, ran madly through the maze of tents, helped in the kitchen, roasted marshmallows on the beach, snuck out to watch the stars  

Doing nothing important

Written By Nellie Varey

Inspired by James K Baxter