Learning With Room 3: July 2014

Thursday, 31 July 2014

pumpkin soup

The smell drifts up my nose wait; that smell reminds of pumpkin soup then I get a big whiff of it huh it is pumpkin SOUP. . . NO, NO, NO! I yell as I stamp my feet running to my room. Uggh brad bang me in to the kitchen I hope mums smart and she should know I can’t eat this awful disgraces but apparently she’s not she gave me a bid huge bowl of disgusting yellow and orange pumpkin soup. I had to try some I had no choice it was disgusting I said to mum the only way I’ll eat the rest is if you give me pudding.
By lyrique

risotto

Risotto

I’m lying on the sofa, when a horrible smell fills my nose.

I’m hoping it’s not DINNER. Dinner!!! Mum calls. I slunk onto a chair. I close my eyes… and open… noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT IS RISOTTO!!!! I walk down the hall way, and I hide in my wardrobe. I think, “I’m never going toe at that!!!”
“Dinner time!!!!” No!!!! Stomping back down the hallway, I lock myself in my room. My body dunks down on the bed. I just want to go to sleep! I’m going to sleep! Hmmmmm? But no pudding.

By gina.

cauli mac

CAULI MAC

mmmm… I smell mac and cheese I’m always asking mum for that.

I run to the bathroom in excitement I nearly forget to dry my hands.

I WALK IN NOOOO!!!! It fills my lungs but I walk in because I’m starving NOOOO!!!! Its cauli mac. Mum slaps a pile of icky sticky horrifying cauli mac. It sounds like someone just had slapped me in the cheeks.

I chomp it I can’t describe the taste its just horrifying like snails and brocili mixed in a pot boiling on the cooker . I quickly gobble it up then I’m saved as mum said what’s for pudding APPLE CRUMBLE!!!! Thank

God I’m saved!!!!!!!!

By Archie

Disgusting Dinner

MUSHROOM SOUP!!!

Noooo this horrible smell fills my nose again.

My mum calls me to the table. My heart drops as I smell the disgusting soup boiling in the pot.

No, No I think its mushroom soup? I smell the soup bubbling around.

I stare at my mum thinking, she’s never going to make me eat it,

Because she knows I’m never going to eat it I swear!!! I give my mum evil eyes as I talk to her.

Stir Fry

Disgusting Dinner

Yum that smells like eggs cooking in the pan, I can not wait until dinner!

Oh no, I wonder to my self as I saunter down the hall into the kitchen.

Changes of plans, I do not want dinner because… it is stir-fry!

Mum spoons a lot in the bowl.

I start stirring the disgusting colours around the large dish.

When I grab my spoon I only put a little bit on my large spoon and pinch my nose.

Hear I Go!

As soon as I put the food in my mouth I can tell my taste buds do not agree with Mums.

Ewe yuck I think to my self as I pick out the things I can not eat!

byBY

GRACE

Tuesday, 29 July 2014

discussing tuna

Discussing Tuna

Sizzzzle, plop, plop, plop! It will be gross I say.

No,no,no I don’t want that I’m shouting as I ran to my room.

As I came back from my room I caught the smell of the ocean my heart broke into pieces.

Mum what is for diner? It is tuna.

But I don’t like tuna but mum says to bad Pyper you’re are eating it! No I am not, yes you are, no, yes, no, yes, noooo yeeesss!!!!! We keep shouting at each other.

That is it you are having it for the whole week says mum.

By Pyper

The disgusting dinner .

AAAAAAArrrrrrggggggggg !!!!!! Noooooooooooo!!! I recognize that disgusting smell !!!!!.

Yuuuuuk !!!! Mum is at the mushroom again? Nooooo!!!! you will never ever make me eat that I say in my head.

Taste-less glop, I scream as mum drags me to the kitchen bench .

Heave ho, heave ho, pant, pant huff, mum finally gets me to the bench but . . .

3 minutes later

I am in the wardrobe were mum can’t find me.

By Katie

horrible dinner

POP, SIZZLE , BANG! As I walk into a cloud of strong smells.

Oh no not this again as I marched to my room stamping my feet.

I groan as I come back to the table.

I just can’t eat it as I keep steering at it, my heart sank.

I just can’t bear this horrible dish siting here.

The End

BY CLEO

CRAYFISH

Uggh! I cover my nose it smells like rotten old fish.

Mum calls me to dinner my heart sinks as I walk to the table. I think it might be crayfish? When I sit down at table, I can see a glimpse of the big pot that mum cooks crayfish in. I give up I will eat it BUT, you will have to let me have pudding when I put the disgusting and one of my least favourite meals in my moth it fells slimy and it taste salty as I put it in my mouth . It was worth it .

By Elizabeth

onion pie

What is that smell it smells like onion.

I hope it is some think without MUM CALLS me for dinner.

I walked in the room I have a look at the table I see pie. The pie smells like onion..z

I try it

I HATE IT SO MUCH.

I scream it out loud. i spat it out on my plate and go a glass of water and said I HATE ONION

Onion pie

The end

By Poppy

MY DISGUSTING DINNER

SHRIMP

My heart drops to the floor at the sight of shrimp on my plate.

I surrender! Shivering I stick my fork into the dreadful shrimp.

Uggh! You will never catch me! I squawk as I stomp to my room.

I hide underneath my warm covers thinking “you don’t understand me mum” with an angry glare on my face.

“Jaimee open the door!” Here we go again…..

By Jaimee

Cray fish

Crayfish

I smell something fishy uggh I stomp to my room

I hear a crack

Mum calls for dinner I come out and see orange bumpy skin

No now I see eyes it must be…

Crayfish no

I try and run no!

LET ME GO

Ok then go to bed with out dinner

hangi

Hangi

No! No! No! I hate Hangi but my brother shouts YES! YES! YES! He LOVES IT. DISGUSTING!

What’s that smell oh no it better not be diner YUCK! It better not be Hangi, yes it is. I drop I screamed and stomped of to my bedroom like a kid. When mum said Dinner, I SAID I HATE HANGI.

Then she said DINNER AND I said NOOOOOO! When I looked at the Hangi it was all mushed up

EWWWW!

By Ashlinn

Fish Pie

NOOOOOO! I’m never eating that again!

It’s the smell of that rotten chunky fish pie. When I pick it up my fingers sink into the fish pie then my heart sinks into the deepest part of my body.

When I take a bite I get a mouth full of rotten fish ‘Yuk !’ I screamed. Then I take a tiny bite a long strip of oozy of fish scales come out of the pie ‘disgusting!’