My Box

I will put in the box

a magical time machine.

A diary that I will never forget

and the robot R2D2.

I will put in the box

The snowing of the smooth white clouds

the super heroes from Marvel comics.

The little wooden frog that my grandma gave to me

(when I stroke it with a stick it makes a frog sound).

I will put in the box

digging under ground and finding fossils.

(when I find a fossil I am proud of myself.)

My hairy little hamster in his little house

My box came from space to earth

It landed in my house, in my room, in my bed.

My box is very little

But it can fit the whole universe inside, all of outer space.

And all my wishes that I dreamed.

When I am dead in the future

My box will be hidden in the graveyard next to me.

Gustavo

Angry dragon!

My dragon is the fire dragon

His skin is fire engine red

 Inside he is fire and flames

He lives in caves

He eats wood, any wood.

All night he sleeps with eyes open

His tail has stone spikes on it

He flies very fast

In his eyes are fireballs

He breathes flames.

 

haiku

It tickles my hand

It’s like a small ladybird.

Go back to your tree.

Rozenn

Red spotty firebug,

You look like a ladybird,

You have lovely spots.

Claudia

Sleepy praying priest,

Wish good luck to the firebug:

Fly baby firebug!

Jacques

It smells like cherry,

Lavender feels soft like fur,

It has flowers on.

Amelia

On the lavender

There is one last small flower

Which is dying now.

Alicia

Olive tree, cold, freeze,

Rosemary, maple tree burns,

Lavender curls up.

Pablo

Bushes that smell nice:

Lavender and Rosemary;

Not those spiky balls.

Tobias

Old olive tree curled,

Enjoying the gentle breeze, 

Sprouting fresh olives.

Mimi

 Light sings through the trees.

Leaves fall with a crunch of bugs.

The bugs are pretty crazy.

Penelope

When the red leaves fall,

The red firebugs fall as well,

And caterpillars.

Cristina

When the leaves fall down

They turn red and yellow up down

There are also fruit.

Maia

The maple is big,

Leaves have only six sides.

See, a spiky ball!

Fernando

Green spikes everywhere,

Maple tree hung with stink bombs:

I gave one to Jacques.

Gustavo

Red maple tree leaf,

Falling on the short green grass,

I take you back home.

Clara

The outline is white.

It looks like it is cracking:

A baby bird’s egg.

Ryan