There are several reasons why Boracay is a great place to go for a field trip. One reason why we should go to Boracay is because you can relax for long periods of time. Imagine laying down on a soft chair on the beach, while getting an amazingly soothing massage. But relaxing isn’t the only thing you can do in beautiful Boracay. You can also learn a lot about Filipino culture. For instance, you can try their outstandingly delicious food. I love their longanisa. For our class, I would recommend learning about how coral breaks down into super smooth sand because we’re about to start learning about rocks in class. Another reason why we should go to Boracay is because it would show our class how most people live and how fortunate we are to live in Canada. Finally, we could compare our transportation to Boracay’s and talk about  why we think they are different. [Boracay’s transportation is crazy]! In conclusion, going to Boracay would be a great field trip because our class could learn so much and have loads of fun.

The Snow Globe Adventure

Christmas morning, a kid’s favourite day. I woke up with the most energy and excitement. The first thing I did was go down stairs to the beautiful snow globe. Inside lies a miniature stone house and three bright green cedar trees. I shook the snow globe softly and suddenly started feeling pain in my arms. I looked at them and to my surprise they were shrinking! Next my head shrunk then my legs and finally my chest. I was the size of an ant! Right after I shrunk the bright glass of the snow globe opened and a strong cold wind sucked me into the tiny snow globe. I landed on some fluffy white snow. I picked up some of the soft cool snow and was astonished that it didn’t melt! Then I remembered that I was in a snow globe. I was so utterly curious about how the snow globe pulled me in. I told myself it was some crazy magic. Next I walked up to the tall cedar trees and smelt the strong, strong sent they release. I adore that smell. The last thing I needed to see was the stone house witch looked humongous because I was a little speck now. I went inside and heard the crackle of firewood. I then walked into the living room and found an elderly man with overalls and a plaid shirt sitting in a wooden rocking chair holding a cup of tea. I asked him “Do you know how to get out of this crazy snow globe?” “Yes, you must take a bite out of the warm, sacred, delicious turkey.” “Come with me” the old man said softly. I followed him into his beautiful kitchen. On the dinner table I saw the turkey, it looked fabulous. I took a bite out of it and I tasted the meat juice and gravy. It was better than it looked. Right as I was about to say “mmm” I suddenly grew back to my tall self and the gorgeous snow globe opened up and pulled me out. Finally I could enjoy my Christmas and I never spoke of that crazy experience ever again.

THE END

By: Luc

I am proud of my snow globe writing because I worked on it for a long time. I even skipped most of recess just to finish my rough draft. I am also proud of this writing because I used really descriptive language and thought about sentence structure. Finally I am proud of this writing because I talked about my 5 senses and how I felt in the story.

I am proud of this writing because I put in a lot of detail and I stayed focused. I am also proud of this writing because I worked for a long time.

The goal of this project was to learn about your family and others and I sure did.

I learned that I get my first nations from a woman named Marie Louise Richard. She was forced into marriage at age 13! She got forced into marriage because her family needed money desperately. So her mom went to a bar and said, “would anyone like to marry my daughter”! A man named Joseph Primeau said, “I will”! Next they got married and lived in the forest. When I heard that I couldn’t believe my ears. This project really taught me more about other peoples family’s and now everyone knows each other much more. I really enjoyed this project.

click here to see my project: My Cultural Inquiry Project by luc