{"id":106,"date":"2024-10-04T12:38:33","date_gmt":"2024-10-04T11:38:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/as\/finzean\/?p=106"},"modified":"2024-10-04T12:38:33","modified_gmt":"2024-10-04T11:38:33","slug":"my-learning-elise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/as\/finzean\/2024\/10\/04\/my-learning-elise\/","title":{"rendered":"My learning &#8211; Elise"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The whole class did collaborative art, Salvador Dali, first we painted four by five square then did little patterns with pen.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-119\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/as\/finzean\/files\/2024\/10\/17280379233517347702208673278098-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"132\" height=\"176\" \/><\/p>\n<p>This is a poem I did called Neverbelieve<\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">NEVERBELIEVE<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">In the land of Neverbeliveve, I watched the autumn leaves dance as they fall from the old magical tree.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">In the land of Neverbelieve, I touched the slowly, swarming sky-gliders surrounding me.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">\u00a0In the land of Neverbelieve, I painted the vast open heather covered landscape.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">In the land of Neverbelieve, I saw horses galloping as fast as you say bolt.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">In the land of Neverbelieve, I imagined lambs springing along with their kind caring mums following them.<\/span><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-ccp-props=\"{&quot;201341983&quot;:0,&quot;335551550&quot;:2,&quot;335551620&quot;:2,&quot;335559739&quot;:160,&quot;335559740&quot;:279}\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span data-contrast=\"auto\">In the land of Neverbelieve, I felt the memory of my old dog like yesterday<\/span><\/p>\n<p>this is a start of A poem I did<\/p>\n<p>these are start of the our poems were going to. makeI sit snuggled in my bed overthinking about tomorrow. My anxiety kicks in I feel a tear trickle down my panicking face. I go in to my own world all thoughts and sounds descend into darkness.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The whole class did collaborative art, Salvador Dali, first we painted four by five square then did little patterns with pen. 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