CLASS WORK

Class work 04.06.09

The game I enjoyed the most today was From rags to riches. In order to play the game I had to try to get the answer correct to get to 1,000,000. My Score was 1,000,000 . I liked this game because you need to try to get to 1,000,000 to win the game. To play this game go to this link. From Rags to Riches.

The game that I enjoyed secondly the most today was Basketball poetry . In order to play the game I had to get the correct answer. My Score was 10 out of 10 and 6 balls. I liked this game because it was interesting and you could shoot a basketball ball every time you get an answer correct. To play this game go to this link Basketball Poetry.

The game I enjoyed the least today was Soccer poetry. In order to play the game I had to get answer figurative language question to get it right and make a gaol. My Score was 10 out 10 correct and 3 gaol. I least liked this game because i do not like soccer and I didn't understand ed. To play this game go to this link Soccer Poetry.

WINTER

Heidi Moreau
March.24.2009
Ms.Bentley-702


My favorite season is winter.Winter is my favorite season because is when christmas come and in christmas you are with family.You share all your speacial moment throu out the year.Every time I think of cold and snow.Also about christma, new year and even my brothers, cousin, friends and my birthday.

In winter time in the town when you look throu the window you just see the whole street white like the clowns.Also white as the wall in my room.You see the trees with no leef like a baby with no hair.You go outside and you hear SSssssssssssshahha the brice pulling everything it can like a tornado in Texas.You look outside and you see that you are in Antartica. Hasssuhasussywwww the air breath.Is cold as in Antartica.

Winter is a season of to be with family.Is a season were their is a lot of cold days. Also,were their is lots of snow.Winter for me is a season were i could share with family.

Simile nad methaphor

Heidi Moreau
Ms.Bentley
February.12.2009
702

My bull is ,white, the silver fish in the river,

White shimmering crane bird on the riverbank,

He is white fresh milk!

His roar is thunder to the Turkish cannon on the steep shore.

My bull is dark rain cloud in a storm.

He is summer and winter.

Half of him is dark storm cloud

Half of him is light like the sunshine.

His back shines like the morning star.

His brow is red like the back of a hornbill.

His forehead is like a flag, calling the people from a distance.

He resembles the rainbow.

I will water him at the river,

With my spear I shall drive my enemies.

Let them water their herds at the well;

The river belongs to me and my bull.

Drink, my bull, form the river; I am here to guard you with my spear.