This week’s 100 Word Challenge is inspired by our upcoming trip to Wick Court!
On Friday we will be going to live and work as farmers for 8 days – perhaps you will be inspired to write about what you’re looking forward to? A poem about the countryside? A list of things to remember??
Remember – your entry should be 100 words, no more no less! Proof-read for SPaG slips before submitting!
I can’t wait to read them,
Miss T x
Life on the farm. Its hard you know. Laying around in the mud all day that’s my life. A Gloucestershire Old Spot. But there is something terrible about being a pig. No not the food that’s delicious. It’s the fact that one day I see my friends then the next day they’re gone. But the lovely thing is seeing all the baby piglets. Spring is my favourite time of year because we all get to go out in to the fields then everyday we see new piglets they are all so cute. Now that is life on the farm.
On the farm,
the fresh odour of animal dung wafted through the air. The peaceful farm was almost silent.It was an eerie night. A piercing scream shattered the silence, a light was turned on.Voices could be heard and people began to weep. Silence. Sirens could now be heard and an ambulance parked just outside the farmhouse. more voices could be heard and a dead woman was carried out and into the ambulance. As the ambulance drove away, only a man was left and slowly but surely, the man began to shrink. Four more legs emerged, a spider
On the farm we work all day
Feeding horses lots of hay
Don’t worry we’ll have time to play
In Wick Court!
In the dormitories we sleep all night
Never having a pillow fight
Waking up – 7 on the dot
In Wick Court!
The food is awesome
Very very wholesome
And after dinner you will be full
In Wick Court
Don’t forget some pocket money
It will be exciting and really funny
When we go to the shop
In Wick Court
At Eleanor Palmer school we are very lucky
That we can shout…
ON THE FARM – in Wick Court!
I work on the farm since I can remember. Its hard work but I like it, talking to all the animals. There’s Molly, Benny and Jemma the farm cat. Every morning I feed the animals and exercise the horses. One night in the early spring when I was fast asleep I suddenly heard a yowling sound and a lot of stamping. I rushed down and into the barn. Tiny weak and damp, barely moving, just a ball of fur. It was the first lamb of the year! Every single year it happens, I know there’ll be more on the way.
I stood there on the damp grass breathing in the fresh country air, but it didn’t smell the same as usual. In fact everything was different recently, everything and everyone were acting strange. Except me, well I have been known to sleepwalk recently but other than that I’ve been normal.
Last night, I heard an ear-splitting scream, but immediately it stopped…Then when I woke up, nobody was there. I tried to find some life form, but I saw nothing but grass and mud. For hours I looked everywhere, but everything looked the same but was completely different. Alone, completely alone!
Pigs:
They roll around in mud
They eat the scrapes of spuds
Their small curley tails
sometimes get lost in the bails
Some don’t eat pigs but those who do
Will agree they taste quite good in stew
It depends what you like or
You wont even have a bite
How cute are baby piglets all nuzzled up in hey
Little do you know
They want to go out and play
Their curly tails, their hairy ears
The spots some pigs have
The couler pink they lack
All they really want to do is
Go to bed for a nap!
My parents, brother and I were on our way to the Somerset farm. My parents and brother were excited, but I on the other hand, was terrified from the idea of sheep, cows, and worst of all, muddy pigs.
When we finally arrived, my brother ran straight into the farm, but I didn’t have a good feeling about this.
It wasn’t that I didn’t like the animals, it was that they were all gone. Nothing but dried up mud and broken wood, my parents were shocked!
I heard my brother shout “Come quickly!”
All of the dead animals were BURIED…
I miss you