Tuesday, 2 September 2014
Tuesday, 26 August 2014
show not tell
We are learning to show not tell to make our sentences more description .
The black and white lightning Harley Davison motor bike buffeted into a two story high house on Greenwood street .
The black and white lightning Harley Davison motor bike buffeted into a two story high house on Greenwood street .
Tuesday, 5 August 2014
Tuesday, 29 July 2014
Circuit poem
Circuits are when I do exercise my body and move to different exercise stations.
I see sweaty bodies everywhere and people running, skipping, jumping and kicking.
I hear people puffing their heads off and music playing, feet thumping and the whistle blowing.
I smell sweaty bodies and wet puddles
Tuesday, 22 July 2014
Matariki Celebration
Matariki is a celebration of the Maori New Year.
To celebrate this special day we made
Matariki seven stars posters and flax flowers
and prepared and ate a delicious hangi.
A hang is a big feast.
In our hangi we cooked pork, lamb and vegetables.
To celebrate this special day we made
Matariki seven stars posters and flax flowers
and prepared and ate a delicious hangi.
A hang is a big feast.
In our hangi we cooked pork, lamb and vegetables.
Tuesday, 17 June 2014
Mask Reflection
This is my paper mache Mask that I made. It looks like Little Red Riding Hood . I made it myself. Do you like it? The hardest part was to make the frame of the Mask The most fun part was stripping the paper to attach to the frame. Painting and decorating was my favourite part.
Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Poetry Week
I have enjoyed writing my own poetry. Here is my Emotion poem
Stress
Stress is the colour black like
rubbish bags being left outside all week.
Stress is the tastes of being forts to eat horse poo.
It smells of flaming fire and smoke being breathed into your lungs.
Stress looks like your head is flickering and fluttering on fire.
Now do you want to see my pattern poem OK then here it is.
Ice cream
Milky, ice cream
frozen, milky,ice cream
sweet, frozen, milky,ice cream
creamy, sweet, frozen, milky, ice cream
glossy, creamy, sweet, frozen, milky, ice cream.
Stress
Stress is the colour black like
rubbish bags being left outside all week.
Stress is the tastes of being forts to eat horse poo.
It smells of flaming fire and smoke being breathed into your lungs.
Stress looks like your head is flickering and fluttering on fire.
Now do you want to see my pattern poem OK then here it is.
Ice cream
Milky, ice cream
frozen, milky,ice cream
sweet, frozen, milky,ice cream
creamy, sweet, frozen, milky, ice cream
glossy, creamy, sweet, frozen, milky, ice cream.
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