Thursday, 22 December 2016

Faiths W2 D6 A1

Poem about entering a new country:

I look around and see people playing on the fields
I think i'm so frightened i would need to hold up a shield
When I hear people talking in a different language
I wish I could do that by filling my tummy with a sanduage
Sounds crazy but it’s true
I would try to make friends in a new country if I were you.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Faith,

    This is delightful. Great work. Keep at it!