Once upon a time there was the one man named Sophal. I like to go to Phnom Penh with someone, my brother Sophea. I love my brother. I like to play with him so much. Now he learns with his sister and his friend. He always goes to school. I love him so much. Now he is bigger than me. He has a the teacher in the school. His teacher's name is Sopara. He saw one girl she is every nice. My brother want to love her. My brother tell this girl to me all the time.
THE END OF THE STORY
IN MY THINKING
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ReplyDeletethink you for you witting to me. I love you so much
ReplyDeleteHi Sophal...How are you !?!!)!!
ReplyDeleteIt is Tom, the white haired guy, who visited you in December. I really enjoyed meeting you and now I am glad to see you writing here on the web. Writing is fun and a great way to work through some thoughts. You have a good teacher for that in Robbie. It is very cold over here now, but the days are getting warmer, and the sun is now higher in the sky. I hope you are well, and I think of you and your school often. Thanks for writing about your family.
Sincerely,
Tom
Ok Sophal - you've added periods and have created a bunch of shorter sentences that are easy for the reader to understand. However, there are many spelling errors here. It is very easy to get carried away with the speed a computer allows us; I want you to slow down and read over this. Fix all the spelling errors!
ReplyDeleteGreat work! Keep it up!
-Teacher Robbie
Hi Sophal and all of the students at The Global Child!
ReplyDeleteMy name is Lyndsay and I will be one of your teachers this July and am very excited to meet you!! I have been reading your blogs and am so excited that you are using the web to share your thoughts.
I cannot wait to meet you all and keep up your great work!!
Sophal,
ReplyDeleteI am Teacher Jon's mom. We like to hear stories about you and all the other students at The Global Child.
Thank you for being a good student and friend to Teacher Jon and Teacher Robbie.
-Teacher Sandy