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When all that remains

of the day

is the icing

from that delicious

chocolate donut,

and the vanilla creme

oozing out

like toothpaste-

She will always remember.

Icing melting,

vanilla creme

trickling down

her tongue and  

throat .A smile

magically appears

on her face.

When the last bite

Of that scrumptious

vanilla creme donut

is swallowed by her,

she will know that her

taste buds enjoyed it-

still be glad

she took the chance.

By Namrita Islam.

Inspired by Selina Powell.

Play My Kahoot

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Summer

 The backyard was usual enough; it had

A pool, a deck, some water guns, lush green grass, and a big tree With a swing on it.

My brother, my friends and I

Did what usual kids do - have water fights.

We would squirt each other on the face,

On the tummy, on the legs, on the bum,

Doing nothing important.

By Namrita Islam  

Inspired by James K. Baxter

The cube

The name of this 3D shape is a cube. This shape has 6 faces that are all the same size. It has 12 edges and 8 vertices. The top, bottom and opposite faces are parallel to each other .  
By Namrita

All About Namrita slideshow

My Bedroom Description

Out of the whole entire house, my favourite room is my room, typical me. But anyway, as you enter my room you'll see my pink fluffy rug. Behind it is my huge pink marshmallow, meaning my bed, which has, lets see 5 pillows, yeah 5 pillows. In front of my bed is a modern grey couch with pink and white pillows. On top is a white shelf with a TV on it, I mean I can´t live with out a TV. On the left side of the couch is my cupboard and book shelf. I´d rather not talk about the cupboard since it is very messy, and my book shelf is just plain old boring, well apart from the books. Harry Potter books are life. On the right is my desk. There´s nothing on it really, just flowers but they´re fake. Along with my flowers I have a really really really fluffy chair. (It´s probably the most fluffiest chair you've ever seen.)

By Namrita
April 2018

The Leaf

The Leaf

The veins no longer go through the valleys. Its gloomy colour makes the colour of your face drain out. Slowly the stem curls up like a snail shell. Splashes of happiness don´t change the depressing colour. The edges are crispy. After doing its job the dead leaf hides itself.

By Namrita