Check out our Rocky Shore Senses Writing.
I see slippery rocks and humoungous crags.
I see shrimp paddling in the rock pools.
I see seaweed moving like a ghost in an underwater house.
I taste my delicious, yummy food out of my lunchbox.
I taste salt air.
I taste my Mum's muesli bar.
I smell stinking old fish bones.
I smell the rotten sea weed.
I smell old fish bait.
I touch crab shells.
I touch my drink bottle.
I touch the seaweed.
By Nik. |
I see waves crashing madly on the rocks.
I see sea creatures swimming and scuttling round you.
I see people climbing and struggling on the rocks.
I taste my juicy apple dripping down my chin.
I taste a salty kind of taste.
I smell horrible seaweed.
I smell horrible dead creatures.
I smell a salty kind of taste.
i touch spiky kina.
I touch shrimps scuttling under the rocks.
I touch starfish that are sticking and spiking me.
I hear crabs scuttling along the ground.
I hear seagulls screeching at me.
I hear the shells rattling at me.
By Kaylee. |
I see rocks are shaking when the people are standing on them.
I see people are looking the the fish.
I see crabs scuttling in the container.
I taste the yummy food in my tummy.
I taste the seawater.
I taste the cold, cold, cold drink.
I smell the seawater.
I smell the dead crabs.
I hear the sounds of the sea from the shells.
I hear the people calling to other people.
I hear the waves crashing in to the enormous big rock.
I touch the medium crab.
I touch the spikiest seaweed I have ever touched.
I touch a little shrimp paddling in the container with water in it.
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I see people walking on shells and rocks.
I see the beautiful ocean.
I see the slippery rocks.
I taste my food which is a sandwich and a crunchy apple.
I taste rocks.
I taste saltwater.
I smell fish and sharks that are under the rocks.
I touch rocks that are slippery and very, very hard.
I hear the waves crashing and banging into the rocks and making them wet.
By Ashleigh.
I see rubbish in the water.
I see crabs scuttling across the sand.
I see shrimps moving like ghosts.
I hear waves smashing the rocks.
I hear people talking to each other.
I hear people talking and catching stuff from the ocean.
I taste my lunch.
I taste a nut bar.
I taste fried rice, nut bar, pear and chips.
I smell salt water that smells a little nice.
I smell seaweed that smells. Yuk!
I smell shells under the water in the sand.
I feel the crab snapping it's evil claws.
I feel shrimps swimming in my net.
I feel fish swimming into my net.
By Parvati
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