Perspective writing

The Grade 4 students have been thinking from different perspectives.
This week they looked at a picture of a child and thought about what what that child might be seeing, thinking, feeling.

Here are some examples of the students short writing exercise.

I was standing in this dirty grey place looking for my parents and siblings. They told me to stay and wait until they came. I was waiting until men came. They were wearing hard, heavy, dark green armour. They were holding these see through shields.

Right after I saw these men a dusty car came. I stared at it. “22 541 73” I said in my mind.

I walked to touch the car but one of the men shouted in a language I didn’t know while holding a gun, shaking. I was confused. His face was filled with anger but his face and hands were shaking in front of me. It smelled like cigarettes mixed with burning fuel.

I did hand movements to show I am waiting for my parents but the man looked like an angry gorilla. I stepped towards him, he pulled the trigger and shot my arm.

By Beaunita

Why?

I am walking down the streets full of bricks, ashes and trash. There was a soldier with a big gun right behind me. I don’t know what i did wrong. Why is there barbed wire and broken bricks? Did I do anything so bad that my home had to be bombed?

I don’t know why my ears are hearing gunfire and bombs are being dropped.

Why can’t i just have a home? God please tell me, what is wrong?

I am a little boy in Syria. I do not have a home.

I big plane just passed above my head. Another house bombed. Soldiers were screaming, shooting guns.

I want them to stop.

By Jihwan

I am walking down the street.

I see destroyed houses, soldiers, rubble.

I am scared. My parents have been killed and I am lonely.

My heart is beating fast. I am confused. I do not know where to go.

I am five years old.

By Helen

War

I am walking down the street to get home. I can see soldiers looking at me.I am a bit confused and scared. I wonder what they want from me?

I can hear gunfire and people screaming. I smoke is all around me and I feel sick because of all the smoke.

By Eemil

Lonely Girl

London Street 104. BOOM! The bomb crashed at my school.

I kept walking. I was confused. I can see people crying with fear.

I can see people screaming for help and a police car.  I feel dead inside. I can’t believe this is happening. I hear my mum and dad saying “she is too young. She is just 6 years old”.

I keep on walking. I saw my mum and dad calling for me. I wish i was one of the bad guys so i can’t get hurt.

I see dirt and rubble everywhere. VIOLENCE is everywhere. I closed my eyes and opened them again. It became more blurry …

By Angelica

War

I was walking down the street. I could smell smoke from the burning houses. I could see soldiers covering themselves with shields behind me.

I felt very nervous and scared. It felt dangerous. Like I was the shield for them and I was the one who was going to be shot.

I wondered to myself. Is this real or a dream? I was sweating. The sweat ran down my cheeks. I had goosebumps everywhere. I was very nervous.

I could hear bombs dropping and destroying houses. The floor was rumbling and I felt as if there was an earthquake …..

By Da Hee

A girl in conflict

I am walking down the street. I see destruction of buildings, bricks, rubble and rocks on the floor.

I see soldiers and the police in front of me, stomping loudly on the road. I can hear gunfire and bombs dropping.

I can feel sadness, fear and danger. I feel confusion and shock. I don’t feel safe. I am trying to find my home. I am only 5 years old. I am stuck in a nightmare.

By Florence

Nightmare

I am living in a a war zone. Everywhere is filled with darkness. In the sky, in the lake and on the ground. Suddenly BANG !

I am in shock. I saw that it was not aimed at me. I looked around. I kept standing on broken glass. Somebody was telling me to move. “It is dangerous” I hear. I run ….

By Kim Chhoung

Little child in a War Zone

I am walking on the road. I can see total destruction. Buildings were burning and I could smell smoke. I am looking for my house but I feel lost. I heard soldiers stomping loudly. I was trapped here, I thought to myself.

This was not my fault.

I am only 6 years old. I shouldn’t be be seeing this violence.

I rubbed my hands together. I didn’t feel comfortable at all. I knew I wasn’t safe. Tears started to form in my eyes.

There was was only one word stuck in my head. That word was DEATH.

This place was very strange indeed. I was a homeless child.

Monyroat

The Dark Zone

I feel so sad and scared.

I see shattered glass, rocks and grey rubble everywhere.

I can hear the sound of crumpling the leaves. I can also hear soldiers feet smashing against the ground. I can hear screams and shouts. I am lost and lonely. I do not know where I am.

I am cold. I don’t have shelter. My family are gone and there are soldiers around me. I see darkness all around me. My feet are bleeding after stepping on broken glass and sharp rubble …

By Otis