green poem

Green

Green looks like fresh cool milk.

It tastes like squishy chocolate melting in my mouth.

It feels like a soft cotton bed.

It smells like the strongest, sweetest sugar.

It sounds like the soft whispering breeze.

wordle

Netball taster

We did netball with coach Aroha yesterday we played reaction games and we finished off with a modified games of netball called 'Netball Tries'. How you play Netball Tries: first you need 4 holohoops that are two different colours and two teams some one has to call a number out and that many people from each team have to run onto the court and try to touch the ball down in the hoop far end  of the court.

Term 1 with room 12

In Room 12 I have been making friends with Briian, Elexus, Manaia, Rishika, and La-Eeqah the list goes on.
Some things we are doing in Room 12 is...
Team Building.
Swimming Lessons. 
Challenges.
Deskmats/Art.
Games.
Swimming Sports.
Fitness.
Digital Citizenship.
School Bbq Next Thursday.
I am looking forward to getting to know my class better and make more friends.

100wc

One dark misty night as I lay in bed staring out the window I heard a creaking noise. I looked towards my bedroom door and saw the handle turning. And then the noise stopped. There was a silence in my room just as I thought it was only mum coming to make sure I was asleep. She didn't hear me so she thought I was asleep…but the door opened no one was there then I heard the soft sound of feet padding across the carpet I crouched under my covers the sound got louder as it came nearer and nearer.

100WC

To the survivors,'
You may feel like its the end of the world because your loved ones died but they will still be in your heart. Keep your feet on the ground and hold your head high to help you move on in life.
I hope you get the things you need to survive as fast as possible.
At the moment (for you) everything may feel impossible but it isn't.
You can still survive if you try it,it can be possible.
Everybody is thinking about you at the moment and we hope that you can live happily again soon.
From Gina Vardon School NZ.

100WC-Remembering

My great great grandfather gave me the power of a bullet the strength of a cannon and made me as wild as a poppy. Since the day I was born my skin was as brown as a warrior and my hair was as crazy as a gooseberry bush. I will always remember my great great grandfather the one who made me proud. He didn’t die in war he died by falling out of a hospital window. I never got to meet my great great grandfather of course because I was not even born but I can still be very proud.