The Plastic Mountain

In room five we have been learning to describe a moment in time. We wrote about this picture. We had to imagine that we are one of the kids working there. Our success criteria were to write in present tense, extend our sentences by adding more detail and use our senses, sights, sound, feeling and sensations. 

As I gaze around I spot a mountain made of a variety of  different coloured plastic bottles and right under the brown dusty bridge are big black sacks that are also filled to the brim with lots of coloured plastic bottles. When I walk around the sound of cracking invades my ears.There are woven dark brown and light green baskets to separate the transparent bottles from the light green ones. A silver car zooms by and the smell of exhaust fume floods my nose and it is disgusting. 

There is a lady sitting down in the corner with a silver knife to take off the labels on the transparent bottles and green ones. A young girl is walking through the plastic bottles in her dirty top and pants. The young boy in  front of the black sacks is taking off the plastic bottle labels.

There is a lot of noise coming from the back of the big black bags from people walking around the shops and talking. Will it ever stop? I ask myself.The people are being too noisy. That noise is distracting the other people who are working hard to get money. They look like they are panicking because all that noise is distracting them so they think they won't get all the labels off the bottles to get money.

Plastic Bottle Mountain