I want to paint

By Olivia and Haya

A night owl flying in the silent night with stars made out of silk; the wings flapping like leaves gracefully floating down to the ground. The eyes are like diamond’s shining in the night sky.

I want to paint chanting chameleons climbing carrots. I want to paint ballistic bananas bouncing on beds.

I want to paint the funny fingers flipping outside the club.

I want to paint dainty diplodocus dancing with the flipping fingers.

I want to paint the jiggly jellyfish jumping in the waves as they come crashing down.

I want to paint an ambitious aeroplane answering calls.

I want to paint running rabbits having a race.