Emi's collection of writing

My collection of Writing

By Emi Lipoth

Thursday June 11th WALT: Write an unassisted description

Fresh Morning As I leave the house, a whiff of fresh air hits my nose. My hands are cold and white, and feel frozen to the doorknob.

All I hear is birds chirping everywhere. The sun shines all sort of calm and pastel. Dew drops hang comfortably on leaves, and I can see a car backing out of a drive. In a few hours, this magical morning will turn into a sunny street.

But until then, I savour this moment.

June 10th WALT: Write an unassisted story

Pizza for breakfast I don’t understand why mum doesn’t let me eat Cheerios for dinner. She says it’s not qualified as a ‘meal’. She says it won’t fill my belly. Mums are complicated creatures. It really amazes me. This morning I had last night’s leftover pizza as breakfast.

By Emi

WALT:Write a description​ June 3 2015

Facing the wave

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The moon was shining like a silver lantern in a dark cave.

Moonlight glinted on the water, giving it a mirror­like appearance. A gentle breeze danced carelessly in the air and a small wave was being carved out in the ocean, far away. The wave rolled slowly on it’s aquatic wheels, and gently rose and rose, like a skyscraper reaching up to the sky. I watched from a nearby cliff, like an eagle ready to fly. Wispy froth decorated the body of water, like the milo I had last Saturday morning. The wave silently glided on the sea, elegantly reflecting the moon, portraying the night sky.

By Emi Lipoth

22 May 2015 WALT​ Imagine and write a description

The Lumberjack

Thick, heavy footsteps were coming closer to my spiky hideout in the pine foliage. I gripped on with all my life, reducing breathing.

The lumberjack’s saw glinted in the moonlight and specks of blood told me that he wasn’t there to play pony tea party with me.

It was cold as ever, and the small shrubs below seemed to laugh at me hysterically. A pine needle fell from a branch above. The grizzly black head turned slowly towards me.

An ugly sight welcomed me, with a breath that smelt of pure meat and blood. The perfect combination for a ten foot tall bearded cannibal lumberjack in the middle of the night. I heard wolves howling in the distance. Wrinkles surrounded the plain face and beady black pupils scanned me. Scared, I jumped down and raced across the brown, muddy ground to safety. Bushes jabbed at my thighs and branches poked me in my stomach. It was a race of life and death. I could hear the deadly sound of bullets whizzing past my ear. I ducked under branches and jumped over tree stumps.

I saw a frosted, icy river in the distance. It was my only chance.

The hunting dog were biting my ankles, and pain flowed into my brain. I wanted to scream but nothing came out. The lumberjack was shouting very loud, and I thought my ears would melt. My heart was beating furiously and my legs carried me faster than I

ever ran. The wind blew at my hair and there were rips in my shirt.

The moon was high and it shone on me like a spotlight, making it nearly impossible to escape. I could see the raging river in front of me, and I thought of the consequences of jumping in. There was no time. Without thinking, I jumped into the body of ice and doom.

I felt coldness take over me. I obeyed and lay crumpled up at the bottom of the river. My heart felt frosted, and beat slower and slower. I closed my eyes and waited for the end.

“Oy! Ginger! Get off me!” I yelled. Ginger was licking my nose, and for once in a lifetime, I felt glad it was only a dream. Really.

By Emi

Wednesday June 10th WALT: Write a report

Coral­The Colour of the Sea What is coral?

Believe it or not, coral is not a plant. In fact, coral is made up of tiny little animals called polyps. Coral, while it is still alive, is made up of these little polyps I just talked about. Every coral is a family tree, because polyps grow beside their dead parents.

After a polyp dies, all is left is it’s colourful, chalky skeleton. Lots and lots and lots of these little skeletons make up the coral we see today. Coral reefs are lots of corals.

Polyps like warm waters, that’s why most coral can be found in warm, tropical waters, or waters around Australia and New Zealand. The Great Barrier reef is entirely made up of coral, and it is so big that astronauts have seen it from space. Unfortunately today, fifty­four percent of coral in the Great Barrier reef is bleached, and this is a massive problem for both marine life and humans, because fish consider coral reefs the best place to live, shelter and find food. People of the tropical waters depend on the fish they fish for food.

Coral reefs are very useful, coral defends fish against storm surges and fast currents. Coral is an attraction for scuba divers, and people are known to make pretty necklaces from it.

In conclusion, I think coral is a very special species of (dead) animals, and we should do the most we can to have healthy coral in our seas.

By Emi

The Brave Soldiers In No­Man’s land we lay forbidden Guns and grenades in trenches all hidden Bully beef and biscuits to eat, Will it be win or even defeat?

The shells explode in the grey dusty sky As we wait for the terrible war to pass by.

Forts and ruins in Gallipoli Here we rot as we wait to be free Soldiers march all the way Tired and some dead by the end of the day.

As the sinking sun descends into the horizon, Stand our names in stone, carved on.

You will remember us all, The brave, fierce soldiers of the First World War.

By Emi Lipoth