Ms. Shipley’s Class Blog

The Mayan Ruins we’re going to see
Mom, dad, my brother,  sister and me.
We will climb up big hills and old stairs.
Hopefully not through mountains with bears.
Down and right across the river,
My knees are starting to quiver.
As we get on the hand controlled ferry,
Under the trees filled with big bright red berries.
I see a giant iguana on a tree.
Next to it a bumble bee, waiting to flee.
We have fianlly reached the Mayan Ruins.
Guess its time to explore. 

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