Today we went out marching around Tirellan it was quite tiring . My class were playing the tinwhistle . Some of the girls where doing the majorettes and a lot of them dropped the pom-poms on the ground . The only insturment's that I heard was the belyra and base drum and normal drum. I was so tired when I came back that I FELL ASLEEP for 2MINS . I saw lot's of rubbish so rang a 3 , glanaigí!
BY Aoife and John goodbye for now ???!!!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
recipes
Recipy for a Dad
250g of cool
100g of care
50g of anger
50g of money
50g of education
250g of kindness
100g of playness
50g of helpness
50g of love
50g of happieness
= a great DAD
250g of cool
100g of care
50g of anger
50g of money
50g of education
250g of kindness
100g of playness
50g of helpness
50g of love
50g of happieness
= a great DAD
To Rang a 3 i Scoil Dara
Hello Daniel's rang i Scoil Dara , an bhfuil sibh go maith?
This is Shane and Dáire in Rang a 3 Scoil san Phroinsias.
We got your e-mail (Daniel) and thank you for that e-mail.
We hope your class have a good time on our blog.
Quiz!
Cén leabhar did we léamh i November?
Cén crime did Mark do?
Thank you by Shane and Dáire.
This is Shane and Dáire in Rang a 3 Scoil san Phroinsias.
We got your e-mail (Daniel) and thank you for that e-mail.
We hope your class have a good time on our blog.
Quiz!
Cén leabhar did we léamh i November?
Cén crime did Mark do?
Thank you by Shane and Dáire.
Friday, March 06, 2009
Lettuce lives
Today is the 6/3/09
The pressure is getting to me. My name is Mark and I am guilty as charged.
I knocked the lettuce, me, nobody else. Should I tell? NO, I can't, nobody can know about my crime. Or should I? Oh my God, these pants make me look fat! This is my punishment for knocking that lettuce. I am sorry God, I am sorry classmates, I am sorry world.
My pants are getting smaller, I have been forgiven, free of charge!
The pressure is getting to me. My name is Mark and I am guilty as charged.
I knocked the lettuce, me, nobody else. Should I tell? NO, I can't, nobody can know about my crime. Or should I? Oh my God, these pants make me look fat! This is my punishment for knocking that lettuce. I am sorry God, I am sorry classmates, I am sorry world.
My pants are getting smaller, I have been forgiven, free of charge!
Thursday, March 05, 2009
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