A Lovely Nana story by Stella

A long time ago my Nana died. Her name was called Nana Rose.
She was the best Nana ever. She was nearly 99 years old.
When I was born my Nana was there and when my Mum was
married my Nana was at my Mummy's wedding.
My Nana was the best Nana in the world.

Thoughts on Cross Country

The grass was green and my shoes were white. My legs are dirty legs.
The people were in close. But I ran very, very well!
But I lost. Everyone went before me.
By Amber

The hot sun shone bright. In one bit of the race I was in the lead.
I felt proud. If I past Alfie I would have come 6th but I didn't.
I came 7th. Tyler came first. My friend Harvey came second.
By Liam

I was running as fast as I could go! I was fourth.
The tickets were only up to three.
By Alec

My Dad was proud of me. I was in the five year old race.
We ran to the finishline. I was first.
By Briar

Owl Collages

After studying Henri Matisse and his Collage technique 

Room One made these Owls with old wallpapers.

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