“Come on dad lets go!”We just got outside. It was finally summer and we were going to play catch. we started throwing a softball but it got boring so we switch to a tennis ball. We backed up and my dad threw the ball so high and far that it went over my head. It landed on the roof but was starting to roll down. It rolled until it was in the gutter. Then it rolled over to the right. And it came down the drainpipe. It rolled down till it was back on the ground. It was so dirty!
This is a fantastic piece of writing. I really liked your opening using speech marks, it is a wonderful way to start a story. We are a class from Ireland so we don’t play softball over here! We play a game called hurling, which has a ball called a sliotar, its a hard leather ball and we use a hurl to hit it in the air. You and your class should have a look at it! Well done, lovely writing. Ms Ferguson, Ireland, Team 100.