Creating Llamas!
In class for art Mrs. Lee thought it would be fun to make Llamas. There was a lot of process making these Llamas. The first step of making our Llamas was learning how to draw one and drawing our own Llama with pencil and adding a flower, party hat or just a plain crown, I choose to do a flower crown. The next step after drawing our Llama we got to draw pictures on shapes on the outside of our Llama with crayons. The third step after adding stuff on the background was to dye the background, I did a pattern of colours on my background. The next step for our Llama was to go over our Llamas with white and grey paint. The last step for our Llama was to go over our accessorise that was on our Llamas head and also over things that we wanted coloured like eyes, we went over it with pastels.
The last thing we did was make speech bubbles for a Llamas that described them.
Here is my Llama!
Here is a story of my Llama!
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I couldn’t believe it, that it was the day my creator started drawing me, finally! She started drawing my body, she was quite an awful drawer, no offence.. I felt embarrassed! I heard her teacher call her name, I listened carefully, it turned out her name was.. Mya.. What a creative name, not.. I laughed. She finally got back to her desk and continued to draw me. Finally I had a body, some hair as well as a flower crown! I looked pretty good looking in my opinion. She was chit chatting to her friends and said she was gonna name me Layla, I thought what a creative name.. Not. Why can’t my creator just get some real creative names in her head. I heard her teacher told the class to go down on the mat, she said it’s time to pack up and leave your llamas on your desk! I was shivering and in shock my creator was just gonna leave me here with no colour. They packed up and did prayers.. Wait what’s prayers? I’ll ask my creator when I came to life! If I ever do.. Anyways talking about after they packed up, it was home time.. I knew this time was gonna come some time soon.. She just left me on her desk and went home.
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It was the next day.. Finally I could have a background.. A colourful background, I think.. I could just imagine if she used black and dark purple.. Ew gross I don’t know who likes the colour black. It was finally her turn to start dying, I was so excited. She took forever to finish dying my background but she finished at last. But once again it was home time. I rolled my eyes and got so mad, I was going crazy. A few minutes later I calmed down and was left on a different table with all these other llamas, I was scared for my life.
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The next day.. Was painting day. I was in shock and so excited to be getting some coloured fur. But then I realised.. Mya was only aloud to paint me WHITE and put GREY on me.. Like who would want just plain colours like that as the coloured fur. I’m guessing Mya was so annoyed to.
She finished painting finally. Oh my- no Layla don’t say it, I can’t believe this.. It’s home time again and I was left on the stinking table once again.. What’s new these days!
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This day.. The next day, It was the day. The day that I was gonna come alive! It was colour time.. With oil pastels. Great oil pastels, why not just use pencils or felts! But it was time she started colouring my flower crown and the rest of my body parts that needed to be coloured. She finally finished. But once again it was home time. But I had a plan when everyone left the classroom.
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Everyone left the room it was time for me to do my escape plan. I quickly jumped out of the paper like there was no tomorrow before the security cameras caught me.. I ran out the door. I was so excited to be free and a real living llama. I galloped outside and rolled in the grass and sniffed the daisies, but something horrible happened. A daisy got stuck up my nose! I ran around rolled around and banged my nose on the tree, I hoping that would get the daisy out of my nose because it was itching so bad but it didn’t. But then I felt a sniffle and I.. Sneezed. Eww yuck! Wait the daisy’s gone. Finally no more itching up my nose. I ran around and I was finally.. FREE, from that plain white paper.