My Great Nana 

 Her hair had white curls like the colour of the glittering snow falling from the skies. Her hair always looked fresh, like a new t-shirt that just got a great wash. The curls on her head were just the same as the curls of her pet cat, Savvy. When she saw me her blue eyes jump with joy and happiness. The bright blue clear sky and the white fluffy clouds are exactly what her eyes looked like. When she read she put her glasses on her face to help her see the small words. Every time I looked at her wrinkles it was like there were lots of roads all over her body. Her walking stick was like a branch that had been taken from a tree. A smile always covered her face when she got to see her family. She wore bright greens, blues, purples and yellows like she had just come back from a tropical-island holiday. Her tops were short in summer and long in winter.

My Great Nana 

 Her hair had white curls like the colour of a snow covered mountains. It always looked fresh, like a new t-shirt that just got a wash. The curls on her head were just the same as the curls of her pet cat Savvy. When she saw me her blue eyes jumped with joy and happiness. The bright blue clear sky and the white fluffy clouds are exactly what her eyes looked like. She would put her glasses on her chubby face to help her see the small words when she read. Every time I looked at her wrinkles it was like there were lots of roads all over her body. Her walking stick was like a branch that had fallen from the oldest tree that had ever lived. A smile always covered her face when she got to see her family and friends. Her skin had changed from pale white to pachy red and black spots all over her body. She wore bright joyful colours like she had just come back from a tropical-island holiday where the sun shone. Her tops were short in the bursting hot summer sun and long in the freezing cold winter.