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My sample snapshot of a favorite place

                                     
 

What   did I see?

 
 

What   did I hear?

 
 

What   did I taste or smell?

 
 

What   did I feel or touch?

 
 

Clouds of all shapes in the sky

 
 

Birds chirping

 
 

Cruchy fried chicken

 
 

Green grass in a meadow

 
 

Yellow sun in the sky

 
 

Laughter and shouts

 
 

Fresh cut grass

 
 

The rays from the yellow sun

 
 

 

 
 

 

 
 

 

 
 

 

 
 

Our   Family at the Park

 
 

 

 
     It is a Saturday morning in a beautiful park in North Georgia. You can hear a variety of birds chirping. It sounds like a symphony. There is   a meadow of green grass that covers a hillside. It smells so fresh and clean.   All my grandkids are here for the family picnic. They are romping and rolling   in the grass. I hear peals of laughter that warm my heart. We all play games   by finding shapes in the rolling clouds high up in the sky. We look for   shapes in the clouds in the sky. John Michael sees a soldier, Jilaine a   princess, and Genesis thinks that is a real mouse high in the sky. It feels   good to have the warm, yellow sun shining down on our backs. The delicious   smell of the crunchy, fried chicken makes us ready to eat!. All the grandkids   want a leg!  We all agree that there is   not a better way to spend a Saturday morning!  

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My trip to Southgate

I went to Southgate in the city. I felt the bridge sway and I touched the railing so I would not fall. I saw the river and the boats. Some of them were even going for a cruise, and I liked that. The Yarra River is long and brown. I saw buildings, including Flinders Street Station. I then walked across and I went to McDonalds where I tasted some coffee and a muffin. I was filled up for the afternoon, so I went to the museum and took a tram. The tram was coloured in its livery and I took a little time to find a seat and I had my ticket punched. Then I sat down and I saw the pigeons and sparrows on the street. I wonder what they had to eat - I suppose things that people had left, like fairy floss and maybe bread. We shouldn't feed the birds because it makes them dependent.

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