My Metamorphosis

 Yet another thing we did for writing this week was to imagine that we had undergone metamorphosis. 

We had to pretend we had woken up one morning and discovered we had changed. It would be like going to sleep as a caterpillar and waking up as a butterfly. We had to write about what our new body was like and what we could do. I chose to do a donkey as me growing up.

Here is my work.