This week we were learning how to write a poem. We wrote it about our senses during the blitz.
“Your story is very interesting!”-Rebecca
The Blitz Bombing!
Bombing Britain was
Terrifying.
But we were so
Pleased.
Don’t get me started with the
Rough journey.
Even though we were so
Tired we couldn’t wait until the end!
The scared shouting people down below
Trying to evacuate.
We wouldn’t let them because
We were bombing everywhere.
I could see them blacking out their windows
Fast!
They were calling for help
Shouting and screaming!
We were wearing our
Stuffy gas mask.
The engine was so loud,
Louder than the air raid sirens!
We were raining bombs on the
Horrified terrified people in their shelters.
I could hear the glass,
The sharp shards of glass!
One young boy standing at the window,
Not blacked out.
He got dragged away by
His mother;
My target!
I turned the plane and once again
Rained bombs on the specific house.
They were in danger!
