I dip my toes into the cold. I leap in with fear. The water is as cold as the North Pole. Why do teachers make a swim… haha. I can see ice cubes at the bottom of the water at the school swimming people.

Show not tell is when you show in your writing whatever you're talking about, not tell. I will give you another example like up at the top.

I was cold

I had goosebumps 

Cold

THE HIMALAYAS 

It's like a bulldog is biting my fingers and won't let go. The wind sounds like an airbus A320. The Coldness is ripping apart my coat having a feast.

My boots are frozen making my feet num. My frosty gloves lay in my pockets waiting for a bit of warmth. My pants feel like leather because of the freezing thick moisture in the snow. My body has just reached a Certain point…. My head floods with hypothermia rushing into my death….. 

2012 aviation disaster

On 17 January 2008, British Airways Flight 38 turned for the worst when the airline just started going in a dive. One pilot was sleeping until…. What was that. Wow. This is the captain, fasten your seatbelt we're having a bit of trouble in the cockpit. Were going in a dive landing gear down flaps down throttle off we need everything to slow down the plane from diving. The captain instructs to the first officer. Alright it's not slowing down. See that yellow lever. Says the captain to the first officer. Yeah. Grab it. Ok says the first officer. Ahhh…. I can't reach it. Then Don't unbuckle to get it just Calm down I can smell nervousness on your breath. the captain says. Catherine. The captain says. Catherine is the air host, The mother of the captain. All right Catherine, see that yellow level. Yes. I want you to pull that yellow lever up and turn it clockwise and push it back down when I say ok. Yes. Catherine says nervously. Alright, three, two, one, NOW!!! Good but we're still in a dive. The first officer says. Calm down. The captain says. Alright slowing downs not working. Put the flaps up and the landing gear up and full throttle. Why we will have not enough time to think. The first officer says. The captain speaks, I've already got my thoughts together just do it. No. The first officer says. My aircraft. The captain says. The first officer has choice but to follow his instructions. Just tell me why. The first officer shouts. Because we're going to roll it and fly inverted. The first officer follows the captain's instructions. Maday maday, We're below 1000 feet going 319 knots flying inverted is there any nearby airport. Says the captain to the control tower. Yes, three miles away is an London airport. Not possible, if we find a field or a road we're landing on it. Alright be careful, says the control tower. The first officer screams, the right engine is on fire. Alright blow it up. Alright says the first officer. Oh no the left engine. Blow it out says the captain to the first officer. CATHERINE!!! The captain shouts. What says Air Horst Catherine. Get every one in the brass Persian. We're gliding by the way captain, says the first officer. Now Catherine, says captain. Catherine does and runs back to the cockpit before she gets in the brass Persian and say. Mother loves you, you're a good kid. Thanks mum, says the captain. Alright brass. The first officer says. 15 feet of landing on the lawn so in brass for impact. says the captain. They land. 47 on the plane got badly injured and the rest died. All up there was 152 souls on board British Airways Flight 38 including the Pilots and the air hoists. The people that survived remain haunted because of what happened……

BY DENO ASTWOOD

Donald's dinner

IF I WAS TO INVITE ONE PERSON TO COME OVER TO DINNER IT WOULD BE…

Well I wouldn't invite my brother Barnie because he would just put a mince and cheese pie into the microwave and squirt sauce all over his pie and take a big bite and then….

Bugger it's hot! 

Then sauce and mince is all over the front of his shirt and he is like…. Man, and licks sauce and mince off is short and fingers.

So I would invite……

Well I wouldn't invite my older brother patch because he puts tomato sauce on his ice cream so that puddin would be gross. My mum tells him a little bit of sauce. Only a thin layer of the size of your fist. He puts a thick layer of two fists. He puts sauce on spaghetti and everything. 

So I would invite….

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