What are heavy? A motorcycle roaring on the motorway, a big hammer waiting to smash a brick wall, a train awaiting for people to enter.                                                                                                                                 What are light? A feather landing on the hard ground of the park, a empty water bottle waiting to be filled up again, a slice of butter saving every moment to be spread on a delicious piece of toast. 

What are loud? A fast and expensive car engine roaring, a elephant blowing out water, a hammer smashing into a large brick wall.                                                                                                                          What are quiet? A gorgeous ladybird flying swiftly through the calm air, a spider creating a beautiful web, a multi-coloured pen writing a letter. 

What are empty? A pool in the middle of quarantine as the coronavirus spreads, a fridge as all the food is being eaten out of it, a blank piece of paper waiting to be designed.                                                                What are full? A masterpiece hanging up on the wall in a museum, a display board when a class has been doing art, me when I finish my lunch.