Our new Classroom

I hear the banging bounce across the walls in the classroom.

As the hammer digs nails into the wood it sounds  like fireworks that just exploded.

The sandpaper sounds like a cat sharpening her claws on a toy.

I see the peach coloured saw dust float down from the top of the building.

I hear a noise that goes BANG!!!!!!!!!!! like a drum.

I see the planks cross over each other like a ball of wool.

Our new classroom.

 

W.A.L.T.  use interesting words to describe. The word I liked the best in this poem is exploded!!

A word I really liked in Lily’s poem was Swish Swash.