Tuesday, 24 June 2014
Thursday, 19 June 2014
One morning on A hot summers day my feet are burning and melting away. As I was walking on hot yellow sand on the beach I started getting thirsty. My hands were cold but my legs were melting hot like hot chocolate. My body was dieing like the hot desert.
Tuesday, 17 June 2014
Friday, 13 June 2014
Tuesday, 10 June 2014
Hi this is the story of my grandad . My grandad died at the age of 76 in 2010 he was always kind to my cousins,sister and me . My grandad was born in fiji in ba rikiriki he has worked for building, welding,renovating, working at the sugar factory he even worked at the bongo factory.
My grandad was a handsome and honest man. How he died was by getting a stroke at Auckland hospital and two days after the nurse said he might get to dangerous illness and sick than he was before that's when I got scared . My grandad had travel to each of my cousins house like in America , Australia and Auckland . My family is lucky to have a grandad.