This morning some of us went out on the field, and wrote our names on the frost! We drew smiley faces on it too! There were some frosty, crunchy leaves on the field. There were boys in shorts and t-shirts running in bare feet across the field, and when they got to the footpath they were yelling about their feet being cold.
When we got up, it felt like it was about 1 degree outside. When we got into the car it was 1 degree. You could write your name on the window because it was all frosty. We could breathe fluffy clouds in the air.
Our lawns were all white. The reserve looked like it had snow on it because it was all a layer of white! Everything was sparkling in the frost.
Story written by all of Room 11
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