Ocean-writing



Persuasive writing

The Government should provide laptops for the 21st century learning community. The learning will go faster, we can follow the teacher on the laptops and we will save trees.

No one will have to wait until a computer is free for them to do their work and all work will  be handed in on time plus no one will fall behind on their work because everyone will have a laptop and will be able to do their work on it instead of waiting for a computer. When they are done they can just email to the teacher. Students will come to come to school.

We can look up things we don't understand or don't know what the meaning is. The teachers wont have to do much but still get paid because the students are still learning

We will save paper and pencils so we will save trees and the Government won't have to replace the trees that we cut down for paper and pencils but save money for providing  the money for more laptops.

Laptops are needed to make learning easier, students will want to come to school, it will be easier for the teacher to teach and there will be more money for the Government.

Verity's Desk Exercise books under a landfill of worksheets and scrunched up bits of paper Pencils scattered all over the place  Over due library books lurking in the unknown <span style="color: #ff00ff; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 160%;">A layer of pencil shavings covering the bottom

<span style="color: #007bff; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 170%;">She grabs her gear and rushes off. Her sweat trickles down her face and onto her her top as she finishes her last lap. <span style="color: #007bff; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 170%;">She takes huge gulps of water from her bottle, and gets ready for photos.

Perspective writing <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">My heart is thumping trying to get out of my chest as I step onto the diving block, getting ready to compete against the world champion. I can't believe I got this far. My coach has been pushing me. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be here. I hear the official say <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"Ready" I get into my starting position. <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"Set.......GO!!" I jump off the diving block and the freezing water hits my arms and the rest of my body. I rise up to the surface and I can hear the crowd chanting my name. <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"Sabine Meyer, Sabine Meyer." I snatch a glance at Jessica the one person from stopping getting the gold medal she is way in front. I'm nearing the wall for a tumble turn but I hesitate. <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"GO!!" I hear my coach yell. When I hear that I use most of my energy and at last I'm neck and neck with the champion I see the end I use my last bit of energy and touch the wall. <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"It's a photo finish!!" a commentator yells. <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"Good swim." I say to Jessica she rolls her eyes like I'm pathetic. The results come onto the big screen. <span style="color: #f9062e; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 150%;">"In third place New Zealand, In second place...........Brazil and in first place Germany." Everyone is screaming I don't know what to do so I grab a towel and run to my coach who is screaming too. Everyone is clapping and it's deafening. I get changed and it's time for the medals to be handed out. When I get my medal I feel so proud, the national anthem plays. I hold my medal up to show the world.

Descriptive writing

<span style="color: #10c303; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">........Thomas 's tan,soft face turned white as a sheet. <span style="color: #10c303; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">"This can't be happening; you must of made a mistake. My Parents are great drivers." Thomas squeaked the last words out. <span style="color: #10c303; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">"I know this must be very hard for you to hear." Liam said in the same flat tone as before. Then it finally dawned on Thomas, if his parents are gone who is going to take care of him? <span style="color: #10c303; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">"You're mother and father's will says. Liam pulls out a smooth brown folder that contained the will."That you have an auntie and uncle in France and if anything happens you are to live with them. When you're old enough you can come back to England and live in the family mansion." He announced. <span style="color: #10c303; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">"Did they leave me any money?" Thomas asked, surprised. <span style="color: #10c303; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">"Uh.........um....no, look you're home, go inside and pack you're things you're leaving tonight. I'll be back to drop you off at the airport." and with that he instantly disappeared into the black car..........