The Mountain of Plastic

At the moment in room five we have been writing about plastic pollution because we want it to stop. We have chosen this picture to write about and we have had to use present tense, our senses and we also need to extend our sentences by adding more detail, in order to have a successful piece of writing. Here is my writing about the Plastic Mountain. Hope you enjoy my piece of writing. 

As I gaze over the bridge I see mountains of green and transparent plastic bottles with labels covered all over the ground ready for me to sort out. 

I then start to work. I feel like I am about to swim in a sea of plastic bottles and then I push through the bottles and sniff up a whiff of rubbery fumes from the cars that come past along with some of the bottles. Then I start to smell sugary sickening smells coming from bottles that still have a little fizzy drink in them. 

As I am cutting off the labels I look out over the plastic mountain and see sights of baskets, plastic and more plastic smothered with dirt and then look over my shoulder and see my mum coming and I stop  daydreaming and get back to work. 

We are then half way through the day and I am already getting tired and fed up because of all the plastic coming in and all of the work I have to do to get rid of it. I then throw a bottle into the basket and it doesn’t go in. I then pick it up and get all of my anger out by squeezing the bottle and then I lie down and take a rest from all of this madness. 

I am putting a bottle in the  white crinkly sack and as I am doing that I hear the sound of crunching and rustling noises under my feet. I am getting more annoyed about all of the plastic we have to sort out. I just wish we were out there playing with the other kids but we can’t because we need the money for us to survive.

So I carry on this hard work and think to myself as I am doing this will plastic ever be banned forever or will our lives be full of plastic and we never get a rest from this madness? But one thing I know for sure is that I will  always be doing something to survive