Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Senes Poem

Tree climbing looks like a big tower and when you come back down it looks freaky because it feels like you are gliding down and flying,its a bit like rockclimbing.It sounds like the bark braking and scratching and people encoureging,and people yelling from other places.It smells like sweaty hands and the freash cool air going by you when your up the top.It taste like free trust and challeng.It fells like lots of corners you have to touch and you fell proud of your self,I had lots of fun.