Summer is my feet sinking into soft silky sand.
Summer is smelling the salty sea.
I can see the summer sun in the blue sky.
by Ella.

Summer is me and Lachlan motorbiking Ir ir ir ir I can smell gas .
summer is jumping off the wharf as wildly as a monkey.
summer is busy
by Dylan

High up in the Himalayas there is grassy green trees and snow leopards roaring.
As you run green grass whooshs past you.
Tiny alpine flowers as Tiny as ants stand up and don't fall over.
by oli