My+Literacy

IN CLASS WE ARE LEARNING ABOUT MYTHS AND LEAGANDS WE HAD TO WRITE A MYTH AN LEAGAND I WROTE ONE ON HOW THE POPPIES GREW...

On 25th of April the Anzac war was bloody and cruel bombs, were exploding guns, where going bang, tanks where running over people, people where getting shot.The explosions sent the smell of gun powder. I live across the feild from the poppies every year i see them pop up they are beautiful and red but they remind of the war it was horrifing and scary. I smelt and i was dirty people where dieing the poppies where growing as their spirits where lifting out of the soilders bodies the poppies grew redder and stronger. I am watchin over the years that i have lived here. I see that this is what i will remember the poppies. A wonderful field of strond tall red poppies this is why i am happy that the war is over and this is how the poppies evolved from the spirts of the loved ones that have died at war for our country. we have today and tomorrow and forever.