9. Creative Writing A Storm Lightning flashed across the sky and thunder roared from above. I could hear cries from behind and under the rocks. I, a hermit crab, clung onto the rock, muttering nonsense under my breath. Waves crashed against each other, making their way towards me… Waves dived and swerved around the rocky shore, pulling innocent marine animals from their hiding place. Cries of help could be heard from everywhere. The waves rushed over me rapidly and I slipped a little. “Come on!” yelled the transparent glass shrimps , who were my buddies. I grabbed for a hole and glanced around me. Nerita and catseye snails and other hermit crabs rushed out of their hiding places to watch me. They gasped, cried, shouted and pointed at me. I thought, “Who will save me?” Purple rock crabs dashed out and pulled me into one of their holes, panting and breathing deeply. “Thank…you,” I gasped. They gave me a weak smile and disappeared behind the rock. “Whew!” I sighed, leaning against the wall. What a close shave! Hours later, a bright beam of sunlight shone across the sky. Marine animals scurried to return to their families and homes and mourn for their loss. Crabs pinched each other and snails hugged each other. I hurried back home exhausted.
10. Describing a process What did you do to make the Blokart go faster? What did you do when the wind changed direction? What did you do to keep going if the wind died away? Produce a number of adjectives that capture the feelings that you had while doing the Blokarting
16. Writing a Haiku Ripe golden pendants Weighing down the kiwi vine Sweet and tangy fruit William Guo
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19. We've introduced them to new games like Freeze and Melt and they introduced us to BULL RUSH, a game that most schools do not allow. I hope I get the chance to go there again. Brenan Yeo