Year 3 and 4 Writing with Greg O'Connell

How can you mix writing about the ocean with writing about an ordinary day? That was the challenge posed by Greg from the School of Young Writers this week.

Check out the results.

the day of the week is ocean

Ocean Mania

The day of the week

is Oceanly Boring.

I go to Socean School.

Now my drama is taken over

by hammerheads,

who drive me clownfish.

My friend can't stop

waving her graceful tail

in my face, as usual.

I am eelly electrified

by the way this day

was fishy formed.

Ava, Year 3

The Super Sea

I wake up and push my green seaweed blanket

off myself. I open the blue whale cupboard

and get the bread. I go to school and have

jellyfish play time. I re-clip the pale brown

coral in my hair. We start reading

at seahorse o'clock. We go outside and eat

our grey seal. Me and my whale go on my

yellow submarine to collect seashells.

And that's the end of my Ocean Monday.

Charlotte, Year 3

The Day of the Week is Salt Sea

I go to Nana's coral

to eat my fish sushi

and jellyfish crackers.

We go to pick up Tom

in our submarine, and take him

back to the fishmouth.

When dad gets home

he makes our electric eel.

For pudding we have clownfish

and it tastes really funny.

After it is bath time.

We take off our jellyfish

and hop into the sea.

Erin, Year 3

The Clammiest Day Ever

I wake up in the morning and slip off the wrong side of the seaweed. Needing some refreshment, I reach into the Antarctic and pull out a jug of jellyfish. I sit down on the anemone to enjoy the coral - with extra seaweed, just how I like it. Then the penguin wakes up. Just in time, I plug the sea foam into my ears. I brush the octopus through my hair, pulling the tentacles away from my mouth. I hate the taste of octopus. I wrap the eel around my neck. It electrifies me. The pufferfish on the door slams. "Yay!" Master Clownfish is here to pick me up. I wonder if he remembered to bring in the skates - we don't want the neighbours to dump their algae in them. I'm feeling so clam. At the start of school, Mr Shrimp asks us to hand in our seawork. I've forgotten to do mine. "Um..." I say, "My catfish ate it."

"Really, did you wrap it in tuna?"

"No. Although it might smell of it because..."

"ENOUGH! You can do your seawork in front of the class."

"But sir, I forgot my krill so I can't write."

"You can borrow mine."

"But it's covered in algae, sir. I hate algae."

Isobel, Year 4

Ocean, Ocean, Ocean, Boring Ocean

It's a sunny fish

so I put on my seaglasses,

and a white T-shirt and sharks.

I go to school on my first day

feeling jellyfish.

Finally, the end of the fish comes

and I go back to the Atlantic.

I come in and dad is watching

clam news on TV.

I put my bag away

and go to the reef to play football.

I score three crabs and have dinner.

James, Year 4

Just Another Wavy Day

I roll out of my sleeping island

and plug my seaweed into the electric eel.

Then I swim to the fish school

to help the tuna with their swimming

so that they can survive the hammerheads.

Five hours later, I go with the mermaids

to collect pretty seashells and valuable

things from shipwrecks. Then I go back

to a cave on my sleeping island where

I keep all my valuables.

Jeshaiah, Year 4

Wavy Day

I go to starfish ballet

to stretch out my body.

In the morning I have

a gobble of sharky breakfast.

It is my favourite breakfast

made by my octopus dad.

It has a sprinkle of

seabeans and fishetti.

Lily, Year 3

A Crab Day

I wake up and pull my skate

off my bed. I go downstairs

to have some coral.

Mr Hammerhead gave us

some shelling work.

Waves went by.

The tide was coming in.

Finally, the eel rings

and I sea everyone flush out

the door. I played octopus

with some penguins.

Soon it was time to swim

so I zoomed off in my submarine.

Lucy, Year 4

Drowning in the Day

I felt the soft patter of a catfish.

Then I relaxed in my seabed.

I put my basketball shrimp on,

along with my sports krill.

I nagged my brother jellyfish

until a sting shot down my veins.

Jellyfish or not, my brother would sting me.

As I played guitar, my flippers got numb.

When my teacher waddled away, I quacked.

No response.

Noah, Year 4

Sea Spectacular

I do my hair in a seaweed scrunchy

to keep it out of my shell.

I eat my coral with a glass of sea

to freshen up.

I go to Sea Albans School

to see my teacher, Miss Krill.

Olivia D, Year 3

The Kriziest Day Ever

Today is Ocean.

I go to Socean School

with my friend Rocean.

I meet Mrs Nocean

holding a big potion.

Mocean is after morning brocean.

I go to the door. It's flooding.

Just as usual I go in, and grab

a fish pad and angry eels.

Rory, Year 3