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Thursday, 30 August 2018
Monday, 27 August 2018
Thursday, 23 August 2018
A reply from the Prime Minister.
In Writing, Mary's group have been focussing on writing to and for a specific audience. One of the topics was to address the issue of having a liquor store so close to our school. The Ihimaera writing group all chose a specific audience to write their letters of concern to. Most wrote to the owner himself but Mary decided to write to our Prime Minister, Jacinda Adern. The letter was e-mailed to her office and an automatic reply came through that the letter has been received. Also around this time, Jacinda Adern had her baby so there was a delay in her reply. However, on Tuesday this week an e-mail came through with a written reply from the Prime Minister to Mary's letter. Here is a letter and we are so excited appreciative that the Prime Minister replied to Mary.
Wednesday, 22 August 2018
Novel reading in Room 7.
A shared class novel is a must in Room 7. Everyday after lunchtime we have our shared novel where Mrs Tofa reads to the whole class. It is a time of listening, thinking, imagination and sharing of ideas about the book. Right now we are about to finish Danny the Champion of the World by Roald Dahl.
It has been an entertaining book and we are very excited to see where the story ends. Right now we are on chapter 20 where Danny and his father have completed their big project on Mr Hazel's pheasants. However, the turning point is when Mrs Clipstone came with the pheasants in the pram but the birds were flying out of the pram because the sleeping pills were wearing off.
Does your class have novel reading? If so what novel are you reading right now? We would love to keep sharing our shared novel with any classes so do let us know.
Tuesday, 21 August 2018
Tuesday, 14 August 2018
Monday, 13 August 2018
Friday, 10 August 2018
This term, our Kiwisport is Gymnastics. At the beginning some of the students were reluctant to do some of the activities because of their fears of failure or injury. The coach Kane assured everyone if they follow instructions and gave it a try they will find all the activities are achievable. We are now in Week 3 and have proven Kane right. The activities are fun and all students are finding new confidence in what they are able to do in Gymnastics. Here are some photos from one of our first sessions.
Thursday, 9 August 2018
Friday, 3 August 2018
Sometimes a good story just makes you want to take a long vacation with a good book. Room 7 have been writing narratives to express their creativity and the language features they learnt in Term 2. Here is Telesia's narrative. Her ideas relate to her personal interest and her passion for K Pop.
“Swishhhhh,
BOOM”. The airplane was surely sick. “Probably has a cold” I murmured to
myself. That is what I had said before the ‘Accident’. I should have been
scared, in terror even. But I was too busy thinking about my trip around ‘South
Korea’. You see, I am a traveller, and adventurer. I travel the wonderful world
named Earth to seek new adventures and journeys along the way. (As well as
record all my journeys). But along my adventure I get caught into some sticky
jam.
…...I
murmured to myself. As a person born in the 21st century I simply had to
instagram a photo.
“Hashtag
KOREA” my high pitched voice screeched all the way to first class.
There was an astonishing view from my seat. The sun
was just setting creating a vibe of the beach. “Nothing better than a terrific
view before its time for shut eye”. ‘THUD’ is the noise which came from
outside. The smell of the smoke travelled throughout the plane.
“THE
PLANE IS ON FIRE” one of the passengers screamed.
I
knew not to panic and to stay calm, but all of other passengers ran around the
plane panicking as if there were squirrels in there underwear. I jumped
back towards my seat, with my hands covering my ears, and my legs tucked in
with my knees touching my nose.
I
stood up with courage and tried to convince everyone that everything was going
to be okay. Of course I didn’t know that for sure but it was a way to silence
the group of screaming monkeys. My hands banged on the pilots door, one bang to
the door harder then the other. Pilot Mccarthy opened the door, with much
force, and jumped out of the airplane with a parachute. I collapsed onto the
floor panicking. My breathing level increased as I fought for air. My eyes
rolled back almost going towards the sky, but my mind was jolted back into
reality when a woman shook me continuously.
My
eyes looked outside window.
“WE’RE GOING DOWN. EVERYONE BRACE YOURSELVES”.
The
plane continued to swish left-right-left-right acting like an earthquake in the
air. I ran towards the plane controls and pulled a stick looking control
towards myself. The plane leant forward and everyone was shoved to the back of
the plane. The plane went further to ground each second. The lower the plane
went, the faster my heart pounded. “We’re going lower and lower. Everyone hold
onto to something!”
CRASSHH.
The plane scraped towards the concrete and flew up and down. Gas leaked and
several injured. As soon as the plane touched down I flipped up and down
causing my hip to twist and my leg getting stuck under a part of plane. My eyes
gazed off and my stomach bled and bled. Passengers attempted to pull me out but
it only made it worse.
“Go
Go! The plane will explode any second now” I groaned.
I
shut my eyes and was ready. Ready for what? To travel towards the high sky.
From there I had passed out.
‘Dur
Dur Dur’. I woke up wondering whether this was the sounds in heaven. Doctors
gathered around me.
“Where am I, Heaven?” I asked confusingly.
“Haha.
No. Some passengers on the plane refused to let you die there innocently. They
pulled you out just in time. You’re a very lucky girl” the doctor said with a
small grin.
I
definitely got out of that mercifully. I shut my eyes, this time just to take a
nap, and thought about how thankful I was for the people that had saved me.
Once
I got out of the hospital my adventures continued. “Adventure awaits” I say
with a deep dark voice. I was ready to continue on with my journey.
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