This week we went on a hunt in the playground to see if we could find some feathers. We didn’t find any but luckily our teachers had collected some so then we came back to class and wrote about them using our senses of sight and touch to describe them. Here is my work:
FEATHERS
This feather is as soft as a tiger's fluffy coat. It's just like rubbing your hand up against the milky, fluffy rough snow. Colours are blended like a beautiful galaxy. The white and black are like the opposite of the beautiful colours. When you rub your hand down the feather it’s all rough and spikey. When you rub your hand up its normal. Soft colours at the back. When you touch the feather it kind of tingles on your hand while you're touching it. The bottom is pointy and hard. It's the only bit I don’t like out of the whole feather. It smells like this familiar smell of a nice perfume I have smelt before. The top is the colour of white paper and the black is sort of a grayish, blended together.
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