Wednesday, 18 November 2015

My Diamanate Poem

Pipi pizza
dough, flour
Rolling, flatting, talking
passing, sharing,laughing
cheese, tomato

My Sense Poem


I taste the salty seawater in my mouth as I wind my fishing rod up and see nothing.
I can see some fish swimming making mini waves crashing into the concrete
I smell the smelly squid bait hanging on the hook
I hear the fish splashing around trying to get the bait 
I feel the line tugging like tug a war 
Now its only me and the fish! 

Friday, 18 September 2015

Knot for optimist yacht

                                       Bow line knot
                                       For the mast. If not done properly you will capsize
                                       Figure of 8 knot
                                        It stops the sail going out to far, stops the rope going thru the pulley

Wednesday, 16 September 2015