Thursday, August 11, 2011

I am a student

I am a boy

I can smell the smell of the nice flowers

I can hear the students talking over the teacher

I can see students working hard

I can touch my pen as I work

I can taste the food of my lunch

I like school and I don't want to go home.
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  1. MelanieAugust 11, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    Hi Reihana
    I really enjoyed your poem and the way you ended your poem tells me you really enjoy school, very nice. Thanks Reihana.
    Ms Matthews

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