A Song of the Weather by Michael Flanders

January brings the snow
Makes your feet and fingers glow

February's Ice and sleet
Freeze the toes right off your feet

Welcome March with wintry wind
Would thou wer't not so unkind

April brings the sweet spring showers
On and on for hours and hours

Farmers fear unkindly May
Frost by night and hail by day

June just rains and never stops
Thirty days and spoils the crops

In July the sun is hot
Is it shining? No, it's not

August cold, and dank, and wet
Brings more rain than any yet

Bleak September's mist and mud
Is enough to chill the blood

Then October adds a gale
Wind and slush and rain and hail

Dark November brings the fog
Should not do it to a dog

Freezing wet December then:
Bloody January again!

Wheat Crunch

Ingredients

1. 8 ears Wheat
2. 2 tablespoons Desiccated Coconut
3. 1 teaspoon Honey
4. 1 teaspoon of water
5. 1 half Pecan nut
6. 4 Raisins

Rub the wheat ears to remove the chaff.

Grind grains of wheat into flour using a pestle and mortar.

Add the coconut and the honey to the flour.

Add a teaspoon full of water to make a dough.

Form the dough into a biscuit shape.

Break the pecan into four pieces and place on biscuit.

Place the raisins in the middle.

Bake biscuit for fifteen minutes at 150°.

Lost and Found

We walked and walked until we met a woman wearing a sticky-out dress with frills.
"You are Victorian!" we shouted.
"Of course I am, I am Victoria. Go straight to the right until you see some hippos. Follow them until you meet some little men."
So we walked and we walked until we met some hippos. We followed them until we met some little men. We followed the men through a wood. As we came out of the wood out of a bush popped a pink, fluffy face, then out came the body. It was a pink bird.
It chased us all the way back to the school mini bus where we told every one about it. No one believed us though.

The secret wood of Mystery

In a wood, far away, at night time rabbits creep out and ponies gallop; whilst owls fly through the trees. Squirrels run up trees collecting acorns. Odd noises can be heard among the bushes but the wood is still a mystery; no one has found it.

My sister

trouble maker, fun spoiler,
page ripper, door slammer,
loo blocker, screaming shouter,
ten-outfits-a-day trasher,
thumb sucker,
mess launcher.