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Form 5 Iron Man - Form 5

Harvest Similes, by Sofia

Apples as juicy as fresh, green watermelon

Raspberries as pink as a very pretty flamingo

Corn as dry as a high-powered turbo-dryer

Grapes as tiny as a sparkling glass marble

Pineapples as fresh as the lovely new moon

Watermelon as crunchy as hot, fried potatoes

Pickles as salty as fresh, white salt from the sea

 

Harvest Similes, by Sukhpreet

Apples as red as the sun setting in the moonlight,

just like red ink

Blackberries as black as an un-moonlit night

Pears as green as new summer leaves on a big tree

in the Amazon

Corn as yellow as a fierce lion’s fur

Pumpkins as orange as the flames

from the Great Fire of London


Essay competition winners by Amelia and Aman


Gran, by Arshia

She keeps going to the pool
And exercise areas,
I love her minty breath,
She always likes to have fun,
Her face like a fluffy fluff,
She stands like a tree,
Her teeth are very white
Her cheek is like fluff,
Her hand is old and wrinkly.
With purple veins going up her hand,
Her superb cooking and
She always calls me TWINKERBELLS.

The Humpback Whale, by Amelia Brooks-Everist

The whale moves through the water,
Silently in the sea,
Would never hurt a fly,
But feels like it’s coming for me.

It weighs three hundred tonnes,
With knobbles on its head,
With markings on its belly,
That look like silver lead.

He could be my worst enemy,
Or could be my best friend,
And they are dying out
But live in memory ‘till the end.

The whale song is so lovely,
A gentle moaning sound,
Carrying in the water,
In the deep sea so profound.

The whales live near the coastline,
But not going for the kill,
Just looking for some nourishment,
Hopefully some krill

The Wolf, by Jordan

The wolf howls at the moon for its prey.
The wolf pounces to scar its prey.
The wolf is always ready to hunt.

The mouse runs at the howl of the wolf.
The wolf marks his territory in the Canadian forests.
The grey mark of the wolf frightens the beaver.
The wolf drags its prey with forty-two ferocious teeth,
Blood dripping from his canines
BANG!
The wolf tries to get up.
BANG!
But has the hunter become the hunted?