Night at camp

The flashing lights of a happy holiday at  camp A numerous amount of children entered and assembled. Fluorescent pitch black ink flew into the night sky and vanished slowly. The noise from the children was monotonous.  

The waterfall

1. Trip 
2. waterfall 
3. Leaving

The bright sun tucking me up in a warm blanket. The wind pats me on the back.
I trust the tramp to catch me on it´s soft pad. I gaze up hoping to admire the appearance of the midday sun.
¨Äre we there yet¨ I demand to my parents. I spoke to soon I look up and saw a breathtaking illusion of a stunning waterfall. I inhale an appealing fragrance of a earthy taste.A crystile reflection of a brilliant scene. I was looking at a transparent waterfall  scanning the area. I energetically hurtel myself to the unforgettable vision.The glacial liquid embraced my feet as i escape. ¨Were´re leaving¨ barked mum we explore into a cave of leaves. We vanish. I stood at the top of the hill hoping for one last glimpse.  

Science term 4

Room 21´s science