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Tuesday, 19 December 2017

Setting sail

Fresh breeze is plural no one can explain the feeling . Sparkling sand hits my feet as I find seashells beneath the reef. Oh how I miss my good old home its like leaving your pet waiting unattended alone .. Hard as it gets im leaving my home on a waka that I own. Floating above the sea on my waka full of glee . Finding my island is all that I need for me. Thinking of the food this island provides for me . Birds leading to the island that is waiting for me ! To be honest I feel happy because I get to explore more than I should in life !



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  1. Marieta20 December 2017 at 10:46

    Hi Fui,
    I love your letter. It is so touching.I like how it rymes and how you adding in that you felt sad at the start then comig down you get exited!. How hard was it making this letter rhyme?. Good job, Keep it up! Fui.

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  2. Nicky Bloy20 December 2017 at 17:32

    Hi Fui!

    Wow! I'm so impressed with your letter. I love that you made it rhyme and used so many great language features to describe your experience. I'm glad it was a happy time for you - I think it would be too! I'm always up for a new adventure. Did you go with anyone or did you just go by yourself?

    Keep up the great blogging Fui!

    Nicky :)

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