Holiday shoes

learning intention

We were learning to write a recount
Our recount had to have:

• A title
• A beginning with who, what, when and why
• A middle with one thing in a paragraph
• Our paragraphs had to be in chronological order
• Our recount had to have a conclusion tying up everything that happened and a comment that gives an evaluation.

Holiday Shoes (Jessica)

I was left, buried under a pile of clothes. The child who owned my lay on her bed playing on her phone, she did not care about me. I was waiting, waiting for her to put me on and go for a adventure! Suddenly she got up from her bed, I thought ‘Maybe the time is now!’ But no she walked right past me and put on her ugg boots. I felt like I was unwanted. Still under the huge pile of clothes I was lonely, lost forever (or until washing day).

The child came back into the room and laid on her bed and went on her phone again. I heard the mum yell to the child to get ready for the papers. ‘That means she’s going to put me on and actually bike around, outside!’I thought. I got a sudden burst of joy. The child started to look around for me. She seemed to never be able to find me. It looked like a tornado had destroyed her room, so it was understandable. She soon gave up and opened her closet and got her jandals. My hopes and dreams were shattered. I felt betrayed. She always wore me for the papers! That day I was not worn. I missed going round and round in circle while the child peddled.

It was a brand new day. I knew today was the day I was going to be found, her mum had yelled at her all morning to clean her room. She groaned as she pick up the dirty pile of clothes I was hidden under. I screamed as I was picked up with the clothes and taken to the laundry and shoved into the machine. My life flashed before my eyes as the machine filled up with water and I went round and round with the water and clothes. ‘This is not like biking!’ I thought. Just as I thought my shoe life was over it stopped. The water slowly drained away. I thought I was saved! But I thought wrong. The monstrous machine spun at the speed of light. The machine even shook. I thought it was trying to destroy me, one bit at a time. My soul will go first. Then my tongue. Next will be my lace. Finally the rest of me will of me will fall into the dark despair of the machine. Just as I felt myself slipping away it stopped. I was thankful it was over. But now I was stuck in the machine waiting for someone to find me.

It felt like forever but finally someone opened the door. I fell out and landed in the basket with a thump. I was taken outside it was the first time in forever I had seen the light. The mum hung me on the line with a peg on both lace. I hung there with the sun shining down on me, warming me to my sole. I felt like a whole new shoe.

The school holidays were ending, so I was going to get worn for school. I felt like the most happiest shoe in the world at that moment! Until I  thought she would take me off and do gymnastics in her bare feet. I would fall into a deep dark hole of despire.