Showing posts with label Frankie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frankie. Show all posts

Tuesday, 13 June 2017

Food of the Gods by Frankie

Starter
My food of gods starter is Burger King’s fries because of the way they go soggy in your mouth, also when I can hear them sizzling, it sounds amazing. The way they feel; so soft and fluffy they taste fantastic, but the best thing is how they appear, their yellow texture and greasy look, I also love their smell.
Main Course
 My main course has got to be Burger King’s double cheeseburger - why? Probably because of its outstanding taste because when I eat it I feel like I’m in heaven; but also because of its golden brown look and it’s luxurious smell.



Friday, 19 May 2017

Michael's Diary by Frankie

Dear Diary,
Today has been horrible, I woke up ready to move house, and I had my bags prepared. I walked into the kitchen to see mum outside on the balcony watching dad moving my things, I didn’t want to move from here because it was a perfect place, but I had no choice since the baby was on its way and we wouldn’t have any space for all of us.
I asked mum if she was coming to the moving van because it was time to go, and I might as well have looked like I wanted to go at least. We went down to the van and dad looked really happy about the house I had a little hope that it would be good.
Me, mum and dad got into the van and started driving towards the new house. I thought the house was going to be absolutely amazing, but I was wrong.

Thursday, 29 September 2016

Food in the store by Frankie

After running through muddy puddles, Frankie was going to do some shopping at the supermarket. He started looking for food in the store and saying food off his list, when he was saying the foods they came to life, dancing and singing songs like “I’m a happy little chocolate bar!” and other things like that. Slowly Frankie carried on shopping later to realise there still dancing. Excitedly Frankie shouted everything off the shelves in the supermarket, stuff he didn’t even need he shouted.
Later that night, Frankie was still in the store, getting food and drinks until there was nothing left in the shop. He decided to try saying shop accessories like tills, shelves, trollies and baskets. So they all came dancing to him and flattened him. Frankie woke up in hospital but when he woke up the doctors were… FOOD! He screamed and ran out of the hospital later to realise he was a sausage he thought it was a dream so he closed his eyes and counted to three “One, two and three” he opened his eyes but he turned into a different food, he counted again “One two three!” he was a pizza.
Quickly he ran back to the store and everything was food. The windows were burgers the doors were ice cream, he loved it!