The Broccoli Tree

The dark green trees made a lovely shaded spot for Isla. Isla, who was ten, absolutely loved playing in the trees because there was an old swing, she would swing on it day after day looking at the view. Suddenly, BANG! The swing fell, down she tumbled. She felt miserable; picking herself up she walked slowly back to her house.


The Broccoli Tree — 2 Comments

  1. Great story Maya , good description. Really well written and made sense . Make sure you put 7 words for your 4th sentence.

  2. Hi Mya,
    Really liked your descriptive beginning and your use of the semi-colon. Next time try to make your sentence a bit longer.

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