autumn

There   is   clovers    on    the    grass.

There is chruncy   leaves

conkers   are    smashing    on   the    floor.

fresh conkers on the groiund with a shiny shell.

Crunchy leaves all around the tree.

by Alice, Wesley and Dylan

Autumn

In the Autumn trees the leafs under your feet.

The  Autumn  breakfast  that  smels  good.

Conkers are smashing down on the  grownd like kanunn balls.

The  rifer  is  floaing  doan  the   streem.

In  my  pj   I  see  the  leafs  floating   on  the  floor.

by Aarron and Willa

 

 

 

 

 

Autumn

Leaves  are  falling  and  changing   collers  red,  brown,  orange  and   yellow.

In  Autumn   we   start   to   wear  hats,  skarfs,   gloves  and    earmofs.

We  start   to   eat     porrage      for    breckfast,         sasigees       for    lunch.

In     Autumn  conkers     start      to     fall       down     and  are   stood      on      by     big     boots.

When    leaves    fall   down     they    get     crunched      by    people     who    tred   on     them.

by Jessica and Millie

AUTUMN

LEVS  COCRS  TRES  AND  APUIS  AND  LUVLE  LEFS  FULIN  FROM  TRES   LUVL.

LUVLEJULD  JULD  WET  GRAS  LUVLE  APULS   TO  ET  .

LUVLE  LEVS  FULIG  DAN  ON  TO  THE  DAN  GROWD.

LUVLE  LEVS  FULIN  DAN  TO  THE  GRAND.

LOVELY COLD AIR AROUND ME

by Theo, Angus and Ros

 

 

 

autumn

in autumn the lefs foll to the grawnd.

People step on the leaves and crunch.

conkers are brown and hard.

It is lovely and the trees change colour.

In Autumn all the leaves fall off the trees.

by Ben and Albie

Autum

Conckers are  brown , thare shells are green and spicky.

There can prick your hand ,their are smooth,  their grow in Autumn.

The leaves fall down on the ground and get destroyed by people walking on them.

Leaves grow on trees but in Autumn they change into diffrent colours.

The weather is cold and you have to wear a woolly jumper, scarf, a hat, gloves and ear muffs.

by Harriet and Daisy

 

 

 

Autumn

The  conkers  are  brown,  smooth  and  crunchy.

When  I stand  on  the  leavs  they  are  crunchy,loud  and  fun.

We  ware  flufy  jumpers,  long  sleevs  and  long  trousesere.

The  wether  is  cold,  windy  and  frosty.

In Autumn we eat porridge for breakfast.

By Emily and Eleanor