giana's poem's

you don't have to do
what you don't
want to do all you have to do
is be you



When you’re upset
And don’t know what
To do get away from
Everything and
And be just be you

Giana's Deer.

1.I saw the deer at wollaton House and Park. (Wollaton Hall is a museum and old house in Nottingham.)

2.the baby deer have spots, the mother deer are lighter and don't have antlers. The father deer are darker and have big antlers so they can protect their family.

3. Deer run very fast. They run when they are scared. They are shy so they get scared easily.

4. Deer eat grass and leaves. Some of the big old trees had purple leaves. Some of the trees are really big and wide. It took four people reaching to each other in a circle to go around one of them.

5. The deer make a noise called a bellow. I heard a baby deer's bellow.

6. I like how the deer are very shy, fast runners, and be so cute.

7. I think the deer have fun living at Wollaton Hall. There is so much space, so many leaves and lots to eat.

8. Life there is different for them there than in the wild, because they only have the space of the park, because there's a fence. At Wollaton there are no big animals like in the forest, like bears or things that could hurt them. So there they are safe.

music

my dad made music my favorite is Splendid Creators. Find the other ones at www.jefffletcher.ca
This is when my dad had his pictures taken for his music. (he hates having his picture taken)

This is me.

I have a baby that is a he
I love I love my family.
I met a bumble bee.
love
love
love
love love is me.

Giana's family

By Giana April 12th, 2010

I was born in 2003 and today I am talking about my family.

In my family there is Mom, Dad, my sister Abigail, my baby brother Freddie, and me.
I like to play dolls, my sister likes to bike, my mom likes to spend time with the family and so does my Dad. Freddie likes to laugh.

My favorite thing to do as a family is to spend time together watching a movie.
My family is special because we help each other with everything.
I help my family by being me.

WE ARE THE FLETCHERS

St. Patrick's Day poem

For it is St. Patrick's Day
And it is loaded with Hay
You should be proud
Cuz we live on a cloud
We love to move our eyebrows
It is St. Patrick's day
and the way
is loaded with Hay.

By Giana Fletcher

Mom and Dad poem

For you are my friend
And I am your love
And I'll be there for you.
Mom,
Dad,
Mom,
Dad,
They'll be there for me.
For I love you.

by Giana Fletcher