In Room 8 we were reading a poem about a girl who leaves the classroom to go to the bathroom. While she is there she lets her imagination run free. She starts dancing in the bathroom, pretending to be a divine ballerina whirling and twirling. Adam decided to write a poem about what he would imagine himself to be when Mrs Hood excused him to go off to the bathroom.
I love the bathroom
So that I can let free
My imaginary
Hospitality
Patients walk into my office
I take their temperature
I send them home with medicine
And say " look after one another."
awesome poem Adam i think you have a potentiality not hospitality
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