| The Bog | |||
On Friday in school all the fifth classes went on a trip to the bog. There were two buses a coach and a mini bus. There were three fifth classes and one mixed class. Mrs. Diffilys class and my dads class went on the coach. our class and the mixed class went on the mini bus. There was a farmer there his name was Cecil Potterton and he had a dog called Tibor. He was very friendly. Then we went to the bog. There were plants and hairy mollies. There were eating plants and there was lots of frogs. Wesaw an old mans beard plus lots of bog holes and everyone was falling into them. |
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