Fish & Game Field Trip

There was a frost on the windows of the cars at school, my hands had frozen to the gate.  Our bus arrived and we set off to Fish and Game, we got off the bus and we had a talk with John about our Inquiry.  After that we headed outside and fed the trout.  The water was silky and golden, like maple syrup.  The trout were flicking the water at us.  The plants were very lush and lively.  The grass was lovely and thick, it was like a bed of feathers. 

My Learning Goals

Swimming

The tar stuck to my feet as I walked down to the beach from our back; I was sweating all over I could not wait to get to the sea.  I got into the water; a wave crushed me with its icy cold water.  I can't breath,  I splutter to the surface, I crawl up the beach back to the sand.  I lie there, to lost for words.  I run back home, not noticing the tar or the heat; I am covered in sand.  I run a nice warm shower.  "Ahhhh", that's better.  

Me

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