Woodhill Primary School

One warm, sunny afternoon, I was standing on a lovely, intricate patterned balcony. Suddenly as I looked down below me I saw uneven rocks a type of rusty, brown colour. The sky was so delightful; it was a smooth creamy blue colour of sky with clouds that were like fluffy bits of cotton wool. I glanced down below me. I saw a cobbled, spiral staircase leading me into the gorgeous green garden with some, but very unusual coloured stained glass.

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