Hey everybody and this blog post is about my beautiful writing and I think that it is fab. What do you think? the reason why I wanted to share this writing to all of you guys is because I think I have done a pretty good job of this and I thought you guys would think that too. Here is one question, what is you favourite subject out of drawing, writing, reading or maths? Anyway here is my Beautiful Writing I hope you like it and I will see you on the next blog post.
There once lived a marvellous caterpillar that goes around houses and eats the leaves off other people's trees. It was beautiful, kind, precious and lovely. It was amazingly awesome.
Did you know that this caterpillar is not an ordinary caterpillar, this caterpillar can breath under water, and it can talk. I named it Patty. “ aaaa,” Patty said with a calm voice as she had her first bite of her breakfast. The breakfast was porridge, I didn’t know that caterpillars like porridge. “ This is amazing,” she said.
“I know,” I said, “that’s because I made it,”
The next day I couldn’t find Patty. She was nowhere, so I looked for her under my bed, I shouted her name, I even asked my neighbours and they thought I was crazy. It was the afternoon and I still couldn’t find her. Later on, there came a butterfly. I could tell that it was a girl by it patterns. I feed it porridge and she liked it it could talk like Patty and she told me she can’t breath because her wings would get wet. That made me think, is it possible that Patty turned into a butterfly. So I asked her, and I said…
“ a a are you Patty,”
“ Of course I’m Patty,”
“YAY,”
BYE.
