Showing posts with label Really Good Paragraph. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Really Good Paragraph. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

A Really Good paragraph

Every evening in the heart of night at camp, when we where completely exhausted and dead tired from running around and playing gaga all day, we would all collapse in a tangled, jumbled up mess on the dirty, underwear-smelly floor of are mouldy green cabin. We would roar with laughter and burst out screaming. We had a blast. Then we would gradually mellow down, then all of a sudden we would be desperate for food, and we would beg and beg our counsellors for a meal, but they wouldn’t fork over anything, not even a crumb. Our counsellors would steam with anger and go bananas because we always made such a fuss about how we weren’t tired, and didn’t want to go to bed. Eventually they surrendered and we got are way. We got to stay up all night, eat chips, popcorn, cookies… We didn’t care that it was forbidden at camp, we were livin’ for the moment!

Josha's really good paragraph

There was not one night at camp when we were not totally exhausted from all the games and physical activities. Every night we would collapse in a heap on the floor of our cabin and laugh so hard we would cry. We all had so much fun. It was only after the laughter subsided that we would begin to feel ravenous with hunger. Our poor counselor was quite upset with us for consistently staying awake after lights out. Tonight was no exception but we did not lose hope. Somehow we would convince her that it was in the true spirit of a camp experience to let us eat chips and all manner of junk food!

An Average Night at Summer Camp

Most nights at camp, when we were so exhausted from playing, we would all faint into a big heap on the floor, while we were all breathing heavily grasping for air. Our counselor would start scolding us because we ate foods that we weren't supposed to eat at camp. She would get furious at us for being awake after lights out. Counselors are so temperamental. Anyway, in my mind, there are two meanings for the word CAMP. Counselors hAve Mental Problems. Cool Amazing Magnificent Perfect.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Really Good Paragraph

A SUMMER TO REMEMBER

Every night at Camp Hatikvah, when we were exhausted from swimming all day at the docks, our whole cabin would immediately collapse on the hard, frozen, dusty cabin floor into a big heap of arms, legs, and heads. Suddenly, someone would burst out laughing and then get the rest of us giggling, until no one could stop, it was a blast! Slowly we would tire ourselves out from laughing so hard, and the laughter would break out into starvation. Our counselors would be furious that we were constantly wade awake past midnight, so we would just hope that they would relax and possibly let us eat chips, candy, and pop, even though it was forbidden. Now that, was a summer to remember forever!

Joelle 6A

Friday, January 22, 2010

Isobel's really good lead

Every evening at Camp Hatikvah we drive our counselors crazy! After our swim at the A dock we we are bouncing off the walls of our cabin, landing on the floor in a big knot of 10 shrieking girls. After our counselors left for the evening, we suddenly were famished with hunger! We snuck into our counsellors room and stole all the chocolate bars and sweet and sour candies! And peculiarly enough they never even noticed... or did they?


-Isobel 6A