Spellings
: Recover, Discovery, Scribe, Describe, Manuscript, Press, Impression,
Expression, Port, Portable
- It was the last thing that Penelope
wanted to remember. Grandma Glady’s sat on her deathbed, her neck craned
mournfully. Penelope turned away, her expression blank. Oh why, had
grandma Glady’s had to have the serious injury of falling off dad’s small
chair? The feeling of somebody close dying was bitterly horrible to describe.
Soon enough, Dr.Francis came in, and everybody was shoved away at once.
Penelope stood outside, her heart in her mouth. It only took a few minutes
for Dr.Francis to have a check with gran, but to Penelope it seemed to
take hours and hours. Dr.Francis appeared at the door all at once and said
to Penelope
“Well, your grandma has been very ill for the last couple of days.”
Penelope clutched her fists. “Therefore..” she stiffened. “there is only one way for her to recover.”
He went on. “There’s a rare plant that grow in a dangerous jungle filled
with wild beasts, and many scientists have tried to make it to discovery.
- While Emily and her cousin Andrew
visited one of Egypt’s
famous museums which showed all the wonderful things that happened to the
country in the past, they met a stern looking ancient scribe
holding a stuffed up manuscript. He looked so full of himself,
which gave a bad impression on Emily and Andrew. The scribe seemed
just the person they wanted to annoy most of all, with his black wrinkled moustache
and his awful beady eyes.
- On 21st of October was
Abby’s birthday. For a treat, dad let her go on a trip to Burj Khalifa,
not just to visit, but to stay there as a special treat of all. Their
baggage was portable and in no time at all, they had zoomed through
the car and right into the magnificent elevator.
“Press the button,” said a guard after dad tipped him a great deal.
Abby put on the lovely thick gloves and pressed the button and…WHOOM! ZOOM!
CRICKETY – CRACK! The elevator shot up in the air, and there was no end of
what happened next.
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