I am Helen Flower – Helen Flower ydw i

I am twelve years old – un-deg-dau oed

I like the colour green – rwy’n hoffi gwyrdd

I live in Brecon – rwy’n bwy yn Aberhonddu

English Descriptive Writing - 1st paragraph

Up on the hill there stands a house. It is no ordinary house, though. Its dirty windows are cracked with age and the wooden door hangs on its hinges with ivy snaking up its side. The walls of the house are stone and jagged with lumps and bumps all over them. Strangling vines drape down from the roof, like fingers ready to reach out and grab you. They search out the windows and ram their way through the tiny gaps as eager as a fox hunting for rabbits.


My Summer Sun Poem

Summer sun, Summer fun

Always playing, never done.

When the time comes, all too soon

The sun disappears, here comes the moon!


Summer sun, Summer fun

Happy daughter, happy son.

All these people, young or old

Will always help you, when you're not feeling bold!


Summer sun, Summer fun

Relaxation, all or none.

Barbecues, beaches, rocky climbs

Let's remember these happy times!