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Snow, as strong as bombs crawling in pain from Paraburdoo one by one.
We armour ourselves in coats and gumboots. With our sandbags and clothes we
place them down to stop the flooding from the cyclone.
We tumble and
turn though the rough cyclone we battle and race to the finish. Riffle of
extreme heat, as hot as the sun, creeping towards Tom Price. Puddles of bullets
as fierce as a tiger, staggering all the way to Tom Price Primary School.
Glass has
broken, roofs have fallen and sand has blown away. Nothing in sight just dirt
from the plains.
WE ARE YOUNG,
STRONG AND MIGHTY WE FIGHT FOR OUR SCHOOL WITH COURAGE UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN….
By Monique J
Wow lots of expression
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