English Week  4M Paco Che_Primary Writing Competition 3rd Place

It was the last day of the English week.

I was happy, I was proud.

That I didn’t spring a leak,

or cry out loud.

I saw Ollie, who was bright,

I saw Carlos, who was humble.

I saw Yau Yau, as bright as light,

and me, who liked to mumble.

And finally, the big time came,

I zoomed down the hall.

In my outfit that wasn’t lame,

I saw people big and small.

First came 4B, they were great,

the crowd wanted more and more.

They didn’t snarl, they didn’t hate,

But instead we shouted “encore”!

And then came our turn to dance,

we danced as a team.

We twirled, leaped, jumped and pranced,

we were like a dream.

A few minutes later, we all bowed,

our classmates shouted “Great”!

I could clearly hear the applause of the crowd,

but when I entered the classroom, I was late.