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Friday, October 16, 2020

Meerkat Writing

 Hello Readers.

This week in writing we were writing about a short film. We watched at was about meerkats and a vulture the vulture steals the fruit and the meerkats chase the vulture. It was kinda funny. It was super easy to write and describe. Loads of fun to write about.

HUUH! I woke up after hibernation and climbed down our pile in the burrow. The best part of the year warm summer time the sun shining and time too search.


I jump out our burrow and see it the last fruit of the season. All the other meerkats wake up and see it to we ran over their in joy. We climbed the tree and stared at it in awe. One by one we stroke the fruit .We dropped too the ground and waved our head in sink. swish we all ran too our burrow hiding wondering what it was. A vulture it chuckled in glee and gently rubbed the fruit then poooooof


We all rioted and chased it fist up in the air I jump on his hands and grip onto the fruit in the vultures claws. We make a chain trying too stop him he won't stop going. The vulture lifted us in the air we gripped each others feet working together I tried ripping it out of his claws. The vulture throws us around we lose grip and the vulture throws the fruit and us in the air we catch the vulture flys towards and we pass the fruit between us. I pass the fruit too my friend and the vulture intercepts it


. It drops the vulture dives down towards the fruit and catches it. All of us drop down I land on the vulture and put my hands out. We make a pyramid on the vuture we all fall off the vulture chuckles in glee thinking he has it until BASH. He flew straight into a cliff and dropped the fruit. I ran around trying too catch it my friends tower up and catch it. My friend then passes it too me we pass it between us I run for the try and go for the kick BANG. IT'S GOOD we all cheer until SMASH the fruit hits the grand and smashes. We all start too tear up as the last fruit crushes on the ground. And the vulture flys passed us in pain going up and down and chuckling as no one gets the fruit. We all cry and walk away.