Hide and seek
We got given a activity to write a poem about a experience we were playing hide and seek
so here is mine...
so here is mine...
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My game of hide and seek starts hiding if you are the hider and the seeker has to find
somewhere to count so they don't see the other players.
somewhere to count so they don't see the other players.
I'm imagining I am hiding in a place up high, just about higher than a giraffe's neck.
Not too high that I will hurt myself, and not so low that the seeker will see me.
Not too high that I will hurt myself, and not so low that the seeker will see me.
I can see kids playing, Jumping, spinning, skipping. I can hear birds whistling in the trees.
I can hear the wind blowing in the winter outdoors.
I can hear the wind blowing in the winter outdoors.
I feel afraid that I am so high off the ground. But it is worth it if I want to win this game.
I got so hot that I could see the water tap and I started drooling because I was that hot!
I got so hot that I could see the water tap and I started drooling because I was that hot!
The game ended with a winner. Not me. I didn't go high enough.
I got found by the other seekers after 2 people got found. But it's just a game.
I got found by the other seekers after 2 people got found. But it's just a game.
