Glenmore
Primary School
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Left to right Back Row: Noxolo Thobela, Lucky Mshengu, Angelique Grobler, Riana De Bruyn, Siyanda Mthiyane, Zanele Ntshangase 3rd Row: Erwin Pretorius, Mbali Khumalo, Avela Mnyanda, Patsy Fleming, Gladness Mbunda, Nolwazi Mwandla, Brian Mkhize 2nd Row: Chase Nymphe, Timothy Sabwelera, Joël Bimi, Carmen Botha, Gcobokazi Ceza, Andile Ngidi, Ntobeko Ndlovu, Jason Ward Seated: Kim Canham, Lee-Ann Bezuidenhout, Bridget Macasha, Mr. K. Pillay, Cherise Timothy, Fezile Shabane, Lungile Mchunu
Grade 7 Assignments
A friend There's lots of things with which I'm blessed Though my life's been both sunny and blue But of all my blessings this ones the best To have a friend like you in times of trouble A friend will say, "Just ask... I'll help you through it." But you don't wait for me to ask, you just get up and you do it! And I can think of nothing in life That I could more wisely do, than know a friend, And be a friend, and love a friend ... like you. So stand up today with my own two feet. You are the best friend I've ever had.
The Pond The pond is a wonderful thing to gaze at. That's why there are never ending eyes in the water. I love the pond when it's static. Like a forest with no disturbance. Until the men come to cut the trees. That's when a child throws a pebble in the water. I don't think anybody would like other people interfering with their home. So why interfere with the pond residents' home. God didn't give us the pond to have a fright, He gave it to us to cherish the sight.
Forest Fire The fire crawled slowly like a snail up the tree with small flames. The flames creep around the trees. Then it suddenly shot up like a squirrel on fire, trees crashing and crumbling like crunchy chips. The wind rumbled and growled like the angry sea. trees moving from side to side.
A True Friend Someone who's there Someone who cares Someone you can trust This person is hard to find This is a true friend.
The Fire She sprints across the forest, like a raging tiger. Charging frantically, like a tiger who has been refused her longing desire. She eventually, silently but violently gulps in the thickness of the forest. The forest was devoured, she thought it was endless. She slowly sighed as she faded and died. She always made a promise that she would once again visit the beautiful forest. She left the forest in total destruction, they were left restlessly awaiting her resurrection.
The Three Colours of Glenmore Purple, the colour of lavender releasing a catching fragrance. Like the number of flocking children that fills up Glenmore's attendance. White, the colour of heavy puffy clouds ready to release what they have taken in to the lands below. Not only do Glenmore's children take in knowledge for private benefit, but for others knowledge to grow. Green, the colour of flourishing pastures that stretch over staggering miles. As she watches her children come and over far places, Glenmore will have never ending smiles.
My dog fast, dirty, slow, cute, hairy Very irresponsible, likes my mother's washing Makes dents in my father's car Eats a lot of food, anything you give him. Barks but doesn't bite Small but strong Fears nothing big nor small Likes to dig holes Always on a mission to destroy my mother's garden. Never gives up Sharp teeth but good for nothing Open that gate - she's gone Loves turkey and wine My dog, Sesame.
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