WALT: Using our senses to describe a special place.

My Place

Waimarama beach house.

Waves crashing,

Wind blowing,

People strolling

The sound of the soft waves hitting the sand makes you tired.

Birds chirping

That's my place

Waves soothe you to sleep when you go to bed.

Sand as gold as a two dollar coin.

That's my place.

Beach cricket and beach rugby everywhere.

No devices to be seen.

That's my place.

Small creatures adventuring through the sea.

And that's my place.