Monday 6 March 2017

i am poem

I am polite and well mannered
I wonder what the future will be like
I hear bees  and butterflies
I see bees and butterflies  
I want to fly with the bees and butterflies

I am kind and funny
I pretend like i am a teacher
I feel a butterfly's tikl
I touch a butterfly
I worry about my baby niece she is still in her mums tummy

I am 8 years

I understand what my teachers say
I say i understand
I try to do my work without people distracted
I hope i get a puppy

I am 8 years old i’m kaitiaki of my self and others

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