Rolly Top Deck Learners

I am a cheeky, unique girl who LOVES bunnies, surfing and Taylor Swift.
I wonder if Rosie will ever go to a bunny show.
I hear the crowd roar!!!
I see bunnies licking and loving eachother.
I want to be a vet.
I pretend I am touring with Taylor Swift!
I feel excited and happy.
I touch the warm, hard plastic of my microphone.
I worry when there is an earthquake.
I cry when I see dead animals.
I understand life.
I say "bunnies" a lot.
I dream about fun things!
I try new things.
I hope I will get to meet Taylor Swift!
I am a cheeky, unique girl who LOVES bunnies, surfing and Taylor Swift.

I am a funny, sporty, chatterbox who loves my pony.
I wonder what life would be like without laughter and happiness.
I hear branches rustling and leafs fluttering round the air
I see a flood of happiness and smiles spreading through the crowd
I want to be a famous horse rider and go to the Olympics
I pretend that I am sleeping in a cloud of candy floss,
I feel the cold winters breeze blowing on my face,
I touch the lush green grass tickling my toes,
I worry when another earthquake strikes
I cry when I hurt myself or someone else
I understand that we have no power to control natural disasters
I say "random" often
I dream that one day I will be the best rider in the world
I try to be the best me I can be
I hope that one day I will go to the Olympics or represent New Zealand for horse riding
I am a funny, sporty chatterbox who loves my pony

I am a funny,sporty, chatterbox who loves netball
I wonder what life would be like without friends
I hear the laughter of kids around me
I see posters of my favorite band on my walls
I want to be an author and illustrator
I pretend that I go to a one direction concert
I feel the wind blow against my face
I touch the moist, green grass
I worry when another earthquake strikes
I cry when I hurt myself badly
I understand that we all learn from mistakes
I say "huh" or "ya nut"
I dream about haunted houses and creepy clowns
I try my hardest at school
I  will be a silver fern when i grow up
I am a funny, sporty chatterbox who loves netball

Sweet green grass sneaking through their toes.
Summer dreses swaing in the summer breeze.
The smell of shining green grass that just got
spraed out of the mower.
Watching string gliding through hands as they
put up a flag gliding in the air.
However look a little closer and you well see
its the Boniface familys.
After that a old women strolles out with a glass
of sparkly lemanade.

The dark water flows as the heat of the summer day goes by.The slides sliver while children sway and swearve as the deep aquablue water waits until...boom people diving off diving boards.Boom splash
again and again and again until it stops the day is over now people hopout and grab there towels 
and go home but there will be more people coming tomorow.

You're overwhelmed with the twitters and tweets of tuis and bellbirds the second you step onto the brownish-redish deck. The whistling wind tousles and blows your hair as well as the dark green leaves from the majestic weeping willow that stands firm on the emerald green grass that glistens in the morning dew. The scent of the flourishing pink, white and red roses is carried on the wind like a dove on a breeze.A rusty old swing set squeaks and squeals like a little brown field mouse with his long pink tail caught in a trap. As the the sun goes down Scruffy flies home.