Tagged: Minh Duy

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In my Indian dreams (poem by Duy)

Duy’s class was tasked with writing a poem titled “In my dreams” and he chose to write about India: In my Indian dreams In my dreams I saw, A terrific tiger Menacingly tossing its magnificent head up, And let out a mighty growl as loud as thunder. In my dreams I smelt, The wonderful whiff of grounded spices Being gently grinded with the grinding stone. In my dreams I heard, Crunchy fried poppadom, Cackling wickedly like witches, In their pan. In my dreams I tasted, Gooey mango chutney, As sweet as chocolate. In my dreams I felt, The skin of...

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The Tree – by Duy

In Spring, its leaves are starting to grow Filling the branches with a lovely glow In Summer, its buds start to bloom The sight of it destroys any gloom In the heart of Autumn, the leaves start to fall All the leaves will fall – the low and the tall In the bleak mid-Winter, it is completely bare But never mind there’s still another year What is this beautiful object? That is the question! So now we come to it, I shall tell you: It is a tree!

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Sailing (by Duy)

This week I went to Sport Camp, wich is run by the amazing Jubilee Sports centre staffs! So, every day it started of with a register (…Oh, I’ve forgot to tell you, we were at the sports hall) and someone would tell you what we’re going to do that day. The we got onto a huge double decker bus wich takes us to the water sport centre. Whoops! I forgot to mention that we’re going to sail all week, sorry! We first got taught how to rigg the boat and all the complicated names of the pieces like: main sail,...