Monday, October 29, 2012

Strike

 
Strike
 
 
My eyes remember seeing flame raising up to the cieling.
My ears remember the crowd cheering. 
 
My hands remember hitting them on the steps.
 
My nose remembers smoke around me.
 
My feet remember tapping on the step.
 
Plus I had fun watching Strike 

STRIKE

                                                    

                                                                               Strike
My eyes remeber the yellow and orange flames lighting up the room.
My ears remember the small sounds of blowing.
My hands remember crawling inthe dark towards the glass.
My nose remember the fresh smell of fragrant and smoke mixed.
My feet remember quickly walking back to my seat before we get caught.  
           

Strike

Strike

My eys remember looking at the drums as they get wacked by the drumsticks.

My ears remember hearing the drums banging them self loud.

My hands remember clapping to the rhythm.

My nose remembers smelling the awful smell from the hot fire.

My feet remember banging against the wall.

Strike

     

                                

                                  Strike


                               My eyes remember watching the bright
                     flaming fire and the team playing.

                    My ears remember nothing because
                    it was so loud i was def for the rest of the
                    day.
           
                   My hands remember being told to the beat
                   
                   My nose remember the nice smell
                   
                  My feet remember trying to keep quite.