River Seinne

These pieces of writing describe the River Seinne in Paris.  The idea was to “over alliterate”, use personification and metaphor

The Seinne is scattered with shells from the shore.  It slithers silently to

San-Sur-Marne for special seaweed water.  Shameful sandy creeks shatter painfully onto it’s scaly slimy back.  Sharp seagulls beaks squeak softly on the shore.

Molly, Julia and Logan

The River Seinne is safe and sound. Shifting along the slippery city it goes. It shatters on the shore. It’s a big Snake curling around the Eiffel Tower.

Aniika and Lizzie

The seinne is a basilisk.
Slithering through the shining salty water. Lonely. secretly the seagulls scream and shout like insane lunatics.
The serpent weaves it's way to the sabazan.

Fergus and Sam

The seinne is a basilisk!  It slithers through shelly corridors.  The seagulls shriek at it’s sight, flapping their wings and soaring away.  In moonlight it winds up the Eiffel Tower.  It’s a snake wrapped around a pole in Paris.  The snake acts like a doormat.  It rings a bell at a door and it runs around town scaring it’s prey.

Evie and Katie

The river shimmers in the sunlight.

Like a sharp shell corridor slipping into the upper world and slithering up the Eiffel Tower.

Paige and Charlie