To Nana and Poppa,
I remember when I went to your house I went onto the balcony while dad was getting the shiney grey knives and forks. Then I stood on the big tiles and looked up at the blue sky and tall buildings. The view was amazing. Then dad came back and cooked sausages steak and chicken. My favourite food was the sausages. The barbecue looked like fire shooting up. A plane passed which was so noisy, I jumped. My dad took me inside and we played a game but then dad watched the news. I felt happy and it was so much fun!From Zoe.