Poem For Remembrance Day

Jane and I had to find out what the main idea of the a poem. Our hint we got were the tittle something in the middle and the last words.

Building a deck

Building a deck

It’s was a clear sunny day, so my mates and I decided that we should make a deck out in the backyard. They headed off to the shop to buy some wood for us. I stayed back because someone needed to look after the house. They told me the shop smelt just like paint that had just fallen off and shelf but they didn’t mind. Finally they got back.

We laid out the wood to make the deck the right size. Then we had to cut a couple of pieces of wood because they just didn’t fit. Finally we had the right size for the backyard so we got some nails and a couple of hammers out of the shed and laid out the first piece of wood on the our foundation. Then we slowly hammered the nail down so we could prevent us hitting our fingers.

Evenally it turned into a race, we don’t know how it happened but it just happened, most of us were hitting our fingers more than once. At the start we were trying prevent that from happening. As more and more wood have been nailed place, more fingers were getting hurt.

We were nearly finished, the last thing to do was to put a coat of paint on top of the wood and wait for it to dry, but we didn’t have any paint laying around the shed so we headed back to the shop to buy some brown paint.

It took an eternity to dry but we finally could place a table and some  chair out. Also we drank some cold drinks to freeze our sore hands and relax.

This is my native writing about building a deck but my version of it. I had a day to finish writing this.