The bog.
	It was Friday. We were going to the bog. Our class were going on a mini coach. It was an hour and a half before we got there. We all put on are wellies and got ready. Then a man called Cecil Potterton came and we went with him. On are way to the bog a dog called Tibor joined us. We also saw sheep. We had to cross a road first. Then we crossed a bridge. When we stepped on the bog , a lot of people fell in puddles. There was loads of cool things on the bog. We saw Carbury castle. there was also plants like bog cotton, sundew, heather, lichen [ old man,s beard mostly ]. There were wild cranberries and blakberries. I took a handful of cranberries and ate them all in one go! They were very sour. peopl started cathing frogs and siders!
		The End!
				By Jenny Flynn.