WALT :Write a descriptive piece recounting my Holiday.
On Monday morning my nanas mum died.She was 93 years old.Ht name was”nana micray”My dad,poppa,nana,auntie Toni and about 50 other people went to the funeral too.The funeral was at a beach called”Tocaral”She died because she was a bit to old.I was amazed when I heard nana on the phone to tell poppa about what had happend.,Brax on the other hand looked shocked when I told him.All of my family went to remember her.I wasn’t aloud to go because I was to young as well as Brax Mum didn’t go because she had to look after three kids.I was really distracted because I could not get nana out of my mind.