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Wednesday, 20 February 2013
Sunday, 17 February 2013
Quirky??
Here are a couple of Quickwrites as a result of this picture, from the Yr 8 students
My breath is ragged and short as I pull myself along the thin wire. The only thing that's going to break my fall is the fast flowing river. Desperately my partner is pushing to reach the end. His breathing sounded like chalk scraping on a chalk board. Unconscious he fell down. by Susannah
My hands shook as I moved myself forward again. I can fight, persuade, defend and shoot without mercy but I cannot stand heights. I looked over at my partner. "You alright?" he asked. I nodded in reply. Suddenly the wind wind flew past me like a rocket and I lost my balance and fell. by Emma
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