Mrs. Moseley's class

Tick Tock, Tick Tock, the clock stared at my face. Scraaaaatch, the sound of erasers working harder than ever. Tip tap, Tippity Tap, the sound of children thinking. The room is as colorful as a collage and as welcoming as a blanket of snow. What class it it?
...It is Mrs. Moseley's class of course! NO other class it like it!
-Alex S.

The class was as cold as snow. Papers hanged from the ceiling, dangling in the cool breeze of the classroom. You could hear papers swishing around the place. Swish, Woosh, as they went. It was a place for learning. There was stuff everywhere. There were papers on every wall, giving us facts and hints about reading and writing. The classroom was full of movement all the time.
-Ben

The first step I took was peaceful. The air was calm, the lamps were as bright as thes un. Joy filled my heart, it felt like the fall. Colorful leaves covered the room. The hot steaming fireplace was warm. Fat pumpkins slumped on a shelf. Soft pillows were stuffed with fluf, it smelled like coffee. It was amazing.
-Jaelen

Mrs. Moseley's classroom is very organized and colorful. Posters fill the wall like paint. There are inspiring words on every corner. Books filled the room like clotches on my bedroom floor. The classroom is beautiful.
-Kalli