Yesterday we watched the Boy In The Stripped Pyjamas. the success criteria was We had to choose a part in the movie to write a memoir poem about. I chose to write about the backyard scene because in my perspective the back yard scene was the best because he made the really fast swing. I hope you enjoy my poem
The swing was big enough
It was powerful strong and had surrounds of stones
Speedy swing was swinging
Massive fence guarding
Noisy trucks arriving with horrendous numbers of innocent Jews
Bloody leg aching really badly
Running man worrying for Bruno
Swinging so fast like lightning
For my joy, and happiness