The 3/4s have been learning about the first Australians and colonisation.  Here are some samples of creative writing pieces that describe what we’ve inquired about so far.

Running down the alleyway I thought I was safe but I got caught.Then I was taken to a horrific court I said “It was just a worthless piece of bread.”  But then I heard “You are sentenced to transportation” the judge yelled.  At noon unpleased fine Captain James Cook saw all the jail cells were full then he set off for a new land! The rusty historical Endeavour was sailing across the rough salty sea.  Now before leaving the shocked distressed convict carved the love token in the chilly alleyway.  At sunrise, the putrid disgusting fleet was voyaging across the crystal clear sea.  At sunset, the rusty sticky fleet finally made it.  It took 8 long months but now we're at this amazing land.  The uncomfortable aboriginal was glancing rapidly at the rotten fleets sailing in the sandy shore.   By Tia  

The poor starving people were stealing food sneakily to survive each day.  The overflowing jails smelled horrible and England needed to fix the problem.  So, in the 1700s the curious Captain James Cook was navigating wildly through the East Coast of Australia looking for new land to claim.  Before sailing the sad convict wildly wrote a love token at home to remember him.  Later in 1769, the dusty old ship sailed wildly in the salty sea with all of the convicts going to a new land.  On a Sunday morning the sick and angry prisoner was vomiting violently on the wooden boat.  At sunrise,the old ship was sailing slowly to the clean Botany Bay.  In the chilly night, the confused aboriginals were staring at all of the ships wondering why they were there.     By Samuel

In the middle of the night, the old, poor boy was stealing,quickly in the dirty, streets of England.  In the scary night the worried sick boy was walking around in the old stinky overcrowded jail.  In 1768, Captain James Cook was navigating happily through the crystal clear ocean as slow as a snail on the East Coast of Australia looking for a new land to claim.  In the early morning, the mean stinky boy had waited to get sentenced because he was stealing food and clothes on the English streets.  At the hot sunset, the boy made a love token and gave it to his family on the dirty rusty street so that they could remember him.  The hungry convicts were extremely malnourished because they had not eaten for days.  In the hot morning the boy was waking up slowly and there was a big, flat land in front of him.  In the night fall the scared aboriginal were watching on the rocky shore as the 11 scary ships sailed in.    By Grace

In the 1700s, the desperate boy was stealing quickly through the dirty English streets and was fiercely thrown in the dirty overcrowded jail.  The convict was sentenced to 7 years transportation to Australia. The old Captain James Cook was wildly navigating through the east coast of Australia sailing to find a place for the convicts to inhabit.  Before sailing, the sad disappointed convict boy hammered a beautiful priceless love token for loved ones to cherish.  At dusk the old wooden endeavour sailed rapidly through the rough oceans of Australia.  The upset and scared aboriginals sat up in the tree tops and confusingly watched quietly as the English wooden ships sailed into Botany Bay.     By Annabelle

In the dead of night the malnourished, desperate orphan was stealing unwillingly in the filthy English streets. Soon, as the sun rose, the lifeless, lonely convict boy was crouching anxiously in the crowded jail cell.  At the crack of dawn, the historical, dusty Endeavour was rocking, reluctantly through the choppy water.  In 1728, the nervous, poor thief boy was sitting fearfully in the silent, deadly courtroom waiting to be sentenced to transportation to the new land.  Soon, after painful days later the lonely, distraught convict boy carved the special love token lifelessly in the bare English streets.  In the still, deserted night the malnourished, sweaty, boney convict boy was moaning hungrily on the disease-riddled oak ship. At dawn, the putrid, foul Lady Penrhyn was swaying slowly to the red, soil plain, Australia.  Later, in the dark, gloomy dusk the prepared, indigenous aboriginals were glaring wirily at the ships flowing up the tide while standing on the rocky shore.      by Kaitlyn   

In the middle of the night the young, sick child was stealing quickly in the filthy streets.  Then the putrid child was sent to transportation for 7 years.  In 1768, the curious, mean Captain James Cook was navigating happily through the salty sea of the east coast of Australia searching for a place to pot the convicts.  Before sailing the sad, unhappy convicts furiously wrote a love token in the dusty streets to remember him.  One day the perspiring, hot convict was waiting on the dusty wooden floor of the first fleet.  At night falls the dirty,dusty ship was sailing calmly on the clear sea approaching Sydney Cove. In the dark night, the uncomfortable aboriginals watched carefully and waited on the rocky shore scared that the tall ships would come into Sydney Cove to occupy their land.  By Samantha

At the dead of night the poor, starving young boy was stealing quietly in the dirty English streets. When the boy got put in jail he felt as squished as a foul rotten tomato from all the other convicts.  At dusk, the old wooden Endeavour was sailing dangerously through the rough seas to the east coast of Australia.  In the courtroom, the sick convict was waiting cautiously for the judge to arrive and sentence him to transportation.  Before setting sail the sad distraught mother received a love token in memory of her young son. On the ship, the 68-year-old man was throwing up violently.  In 1787, the worn-out old ship was sailing cautiously to the sandy shore of Australia.  In the chilly nighttime bushes the worried Aboriginals started blankly at the fleet of ships coming to the seashore.      By Phoenix

In the mid-1700s desperate children were forcibly stealing worthless items to support their hunger in the depressed streets of England. After vigorous treacherous court sessions, they sit in lifeless packed cells cold as ice. Since the horrid jails were overly full Captain James Cook set sail and endeavoured to find a new place. Captain James Cook sat in his luxurious office writing words that cut deeper than a knife until his distraught face lifted up onto this new horizon. Just before the dead of night, a happy lonely girl received an unexpected love token from an anonymous being that had raced off into the sinister streets of dark dark England. At nightfall, my slowly disintegrating worn-out boots rest against the rotten oak wood bow. When all hope was lost, finally the dry bloodshot eyes drifted onto this unfamiliar land. In the dark of night, historical aboriginal elders stood on the shore of their once peaceful land in a deep gaze at what lay in front of them.  By Penny

In 1700, the poor hungry boy was stealing quietly in the dirty English streets and sent to occupy an overcrowded jail. Then in 1768, the old dusty ship was navigating wildly through the rough ocean on the east coast of Australia as slow as a sea snail on crutches, searching for a new settlement to place all of the convicts. The starving boy was sentenced to seven years of transportation on an eight-month voyage to Australia.  Before transportation, the shocked sad convict furiously carved a love token in the dirty streets as a memory. Then on May 13, 1787, the hot, sweaty convicts were vomiting violently on the tall dusty ships. Over eight months, the dusty old ship was sailing cautiously on the rough Australian coastline. Then in 1788, the shocking aborigines were staring in confusion at 11 giant ships approaching to occupy their home.  By Louis

In the bright, warm afternoon in 1768 the strict, patient Captain Cook was writing curiously about a new mysterious land on the historical, new boat Endeavour which was going on a voyage. The captain's historical, wooden boat The Endeavour was wobbling wildly through the rough, Atlantic Ocean as slow as a sloth.  At the dead of night in the 1700s the poor, malnourished father was stealing as quick as a mouse in the dirty, rich rich English streets. He was caught and sentenced to fourteen years of transportation. Before the historical voyage the distraught, weak father cautiously carved and hammered the love token on the plain, grey prison cell walls to cherish the moment. In the morning of another long day the sweaty, sick prisoner moaned quietly in the dusty ship. In 1787 the worn, wooden Supply boat was steering reluctantly to a new mysterious island that it will inhabit. Aboriginal Australians were the first to walk here but clever archaeologists discovered that the polite Captain James Cook occupied the historical, indigenous land Australia in the mid 1700s. The fleet sailed gently into Botany Bay but they did not know that indigenous, inhabitants lived there.  By Jasper