I have come back just from war. I head to the gorges poppy field. It is my favorite place. It smells nice, not like gunpowder like honey from my beehive at home. I love to see the sun set for glans. I sit down to eat my ham and cheese sandwich as I start to feel the long summer breeze pass by. I am starting to hear the nosesis birds making a racket in the tree. I like to think about my family. O no my family i should head home to my family because i love veme delly. By by poppy field i am coming back tomorrow if my wife lets me.
Thursday, April 30, 2020
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Hi Lauren
ReplyDeletewhat colour were the poppys
red
DeleteHello lauren good job on your blog
ReplyDeleteHi Lauren,
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your story. I really like all the adjectives you have used to describe how you are feeling. I wonder if his wife allowed him to go back the next day? Do you think he did?
no i dont think so.
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