Today we did an Acrostic Poem about the Drought in Northland.
It was really fun!
Here is mine;
Drought By: Hayley
Dry crispy grass, crunching under your feet.
Rain nowhere in sight.
Out of water.
Unhappy Farmers all round.
Gigantic cracks everywhere you go.
Heat waves are too hot for anything and everything to handle.
The Algae are moving in.
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