We hop on the bus rrrrrr the engine roars like a tiger. We travel to hamilton east school to Kakariki house on grey street. I look out the window ‘‘wow what a view’’ the bus stops ‘‘wow we're already here’’ bunch of elephants stomp inside ‘‘shhhhh we have to be really quiet’’ we step quietly like mouse. We enter the greenhouse. My favourite painting was shells there were shells painted it was a curious piece there were lines but I couldn’t tell what it was saying.
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