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Tuesday, 12 August 2014

Lawson:writing sample T.3-1

plan orientation .Mr. Clans, Ron,me. .park . .early afternoon. .talk about Ron’s soccer game. .Ron played good soccer game. body .birds chirping. .gentle breeze. .scent of pine trees. .talking about fifa. .talking about soccer game. .talking about when Mr.Clans soccer player. I stand in the calm park looking at the clouds above me.I can tell that it is the early afternoon because the sun is straight up.I look in front of me and I see Mr.Clans and Ron talking. I come closer and ask what they were talking about.” the soccer game that Ron just finished playing.” says Mr.Clans. I hear the song of the chirping birds and feel the gentle breeze touching me, I can also smell the scent of the pine trees.I’m starting to hear Mr.Clans and Ron talking about the fifa world cup.”is the fifa world cup finished Mr.Clans?” says Ron,”I don’t know, I haven’t seen it in a long time” “it’s finished” I interrupt Mr.Clans’ sentence. “Can you please tell us which team won?”, Ron and Mr.Clans ask,”Germany won”,I say in a grumpy voice, “I wish Argentina won” “me too” say Mr.Clans after Ron,”but I wish Brazil won” I say in an annoyed voice.”ya’ know, this reminds me when I used to be in a soccer team at school”, Mr. Clans says in an enthusiastic voice.”no way, you used to be in a soccer team too?” says Ron in a surprised voice, holding his ball tighter,”yes way, in fact, I was the team captain of the team. The team was called, the flying cyclones,” says Mr.Clans,”thats a cool name,” I say. “Whenever we took on another team from a different school,they thought we would lose,” ”did you?,” Ron inturrupts “well, sometimes.My team ignored the falier and says I’m a great captain anyways”,says Mr.Clans,”I wish every team was like that”, says Ron.I get inturrupted by the shoes that Ron was wearing,”arn’t you supposed to wear soccer boots?” I say but Ron ignores me. I think every soccer team is cool, but my favourite team is Brazil, and even if they lose, I still think their the best team ever and I think

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