Masala, Masala Indian food eating butter Chicken in a very good mood.
First came entrée’ then came main all their food was hot insane!
Spice, Spice, Spice mixed with rice.
Nun bread and drinks mmmm so nice.
Cars are here, we're leaving now.
People staring at our rather large crowd.
Oh a night we’ll never forget as we leave the sun will set.
“Oh what a night, late December back in twenty ten (2010)!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Leaver's dinner
Last night was one of the best moments of this year.
It was the first time for all of the year 8 s to have a formal dinner together. we ha load of fun with each other. Entree and main was served to us with different sauces etc. (Butter chicken, Lamb chops). The food was Amazing but the thing was it was too spicy. The funniest part of the night was when we all received our certificate. everyone was laughing when we received it.
I could see that everyone was enjoying their meal especially the teachers and parents. We will never forget this moment ever. I hope we get together again and have a formal dinner.
It was the first time for all of the year 8 s to have a formal dinner together. we ha load of fun with each other. Entree and main was served to us with different sauces etc. (Butter chicken, Lamb chops). The food was Amazing but the thing was it was too spicy. The funniest part of the night was when we all received our certificate. everyone was laughing when we received it.
I could see that everyone was enjoying their meal especially the teachers and parents. We will never forget this moment ever. I hope we get together again and have a formal dinner.
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER
It was early December,
This was a night to remember.
In the year of 2010,
We sat and ate with our friends.
Oh what a night!
With a beautiful sight.
Across the road from Mission Bay,
Masala-An Indian restaurant where diners stayed.
We had fun at our formal dinner,
Talking and eating with each other.
All the laughter and cheers which will always be treasured,
The friendship we have will never be measured!
This time we’ll never forget,
As we left the sun began to set.
This was a night to remember.
In the year of 2010,
We sat and ate with our friends.
Oh what a night!
With a beautiful sight.
Across the road from Mission Bay,
Masala-An Indian restaurant where diners stayed.
We had fun at our formal dinner,
Talking and eating with each other.
All the laughter and cheers which will always be treasured,
The friendship we have will never be measured!
This time we’ll never forget,
As we left the sun began to set.
Year 8's Dinner
Masala Restaurant was really awesome, everybody had to pay. With a view so great and on the top floor, Yr 8’s had a great time at Mission Bay.
“Typical,” I thought.
Embarrassment and frustrations raced through my mind.
I hurried up the stairs, almost in tears… To my amazement, the Year 8’s were seated,
happily treated. I felt my face burn of redness… I was late.
Masala Restaurant is something I will never forget!
All the laughter and shouting made me crazy!
I laugh and scream, but at the end I behaved,
and that’s a night I will never forget!
Entrée first then Main meal came,
we all started digging in.
Everyone went for only one thing, not Lamb, or Beef,
but the bowl of Butter Chicken!
We all had a good night,
But it was time to go.
We all took photos first,
Then we all made our way home.
Year 8’s laugh and joke around,
with so many to tell.
But as you will know, we’re moving on,
that dinner was a great farewell.
“Typical,” I thought.
Embarrassment and frustrations raced through my mind.
I hurried up the stairs, almost in tears… To my amazement, the Year 8’s were seated,
happily treated. I felt my face burn of redness… I was late.
Masala Restaurant is something I will never forget!
All the laughter and shouting made me crazy!
I laugh and scream, but at the end I behaved,
and that’s a night I will never forget!
Entrée first then Main meal came,
we all started digging in.
Everyone went for only one thing, not Lamb, or Beef,
but the bowl of Butter Chicken!
We all had a good night,
But it was time to go.
We all took photos first,
Then we all made our way home.
Year 8’s laugh and joke around,
with so many to tell.
But as you will know, we’re moving on,
that dinner was a great farewell.
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