Hello
hay park classes 8 and 7 we had a lot of fun
but unfortunately we had to leave after three days.
me and my class mates have each written a poem.
here is mine.
That Was Camp.
Remember the excitement flowing through the bus as though it was a fire?
Remember the arrows flying and the balloon popping suddenly?
That was camp.
Remember the slyness of the rain creeping in on us every day?
Remember when I caught that baby wave and faceplanting countless times?
That was camp.
Remember how we stayed up all night and talked?
Do you remember when we went home all the energy gone us ready to and see our families again?
That was camp.