My letter home
Hey bloggers yesterday we were talking about ANZAC day, but ANZAC day is in the holidays but it's because we're not at school. OK back to where I was. At school in our class there were strings tied up everywhere so we had to crawl low and hide but if we stood up the teachers would shoot us with fake guns. When we were doing some work the teachers put on fake shooting on their phones, my friends were scared. We could not talk over the noise so yeah there were nosies oh and we did some letters to our mum and dad also we did some pictures. 
My acrostic poem
