Room 12 & 13's Beach Education at Mairangi Bay.

It was an overcast day as Room 12 and Room 13 ventured to Mairangi Bay. Their focus was beach education and how to stay safe in possible dangerous places. Learning and following the ten rules of beach safety was their aim. The ten rules of beach safety:
1.Swim between the flags.
2.Have an adult watch over you.
3.Listen to advice from lifeguards.
4.Never surf or swim alone.
5.If in doubt stay out.
6.Be sun smart.
7.Learn to recognise rip currents.
8.Always use the correct and safe equipment.
9.Never swim when tired or cold.
10.Consider other surf users.

Zombie Part 5 By Ye Eun Won

The girl anxiously looked at the rotten zombie. She screamed and ran away like a frightened Chihuahua. She tripped over a branch and tore her dressing gown. She was shocked and nearly fainted but managed to get home quickly and safely. Then the zombie starred at her as she ran away. Everything began to freeze, as if someone had pressed the pause button in her life. The pause was broken when the zombie grunted. He did not know what to do so he climbed back into his grave and slept for another ten thousand years.

Zombie. Part 4.

A little girl in a night gown was holding her doll. Her feet quivered in her bunny slippers. The Zombie hid behind the grave and spied on her. As she prayed she left a munted flower on the grave.

Zombie. Part 3.

Two years of rotting underground made the zombie go bonkers. He felt free. He wanted to find the drunk driver who killed him and let him know what it is like under the earth.
The Zombie sniffed as he heard footsteps tiptoeing into the cemetery. He snarled viciously as he guarded his grave.

David's Poem

Pool water is full of chemicals.
Olympic teams swimming.
Outside or inside.
Lots of people splashing.
Waterfall into the diving pool.
Athletics in the water.
Transporting you to places.
Eating dirt when face first in the water.
Rain makes you wet.

Zombie. By YeEun Won Part. 2

Zombie continued.................Its dirty fingernail ruined the grave. He died two years ago. His other arm then rose from the earth, he smelt of decay. Lightning struck, the tree twigs and branches crackled and snapped. His head finally popped out and a lady's scream filled the air. The Zombie stood on the ground groaning about his aching back.

An Excerpt from 'Zombie' by Ye Eun Won. Part One.

The sky was gloomy. The air was stuffy and a sudden green mist rose slowly from the graves. The town clock struck twelve times. It was midnight and everything was silent. A surprising rumble struck as a wolf howled and growled. The clouds spread apart and a glowing full moon appeared. The ground shook rapidly and the graves were quivering as a skinny bony hand scratched the air................... to be continued.

Luke's Poem.

My Mum.

She works hard with help and sweat.
When I was born her heart was set.
She makes sure that I am good.
Treated well like I should.

She is always there in everything.
It's like she loves me more than anything.
I wake up to a day that is fine.
And I don't need to worry because she makes me shine.

Chase Cullen's Family Poem.

My Little Niece

My favourite little niece is as beautiful as an angel.
She always makes me shine.
She is so cute, like she was made by the stars.

When I look at her my mind goes blank and I feel happy.
When I hold her in my arms, I smile.

I really, really love her.

A Change Of Room For Mr. Simmons.

Hello community,
Last year I had a year four class in room 8. In 2009, I have found myself in room 12. I have a year five class and am now a part of the senior syndicate. Last years postings are still there to browse over. This year, my new class will post on the same blog but with a Room 12 heading.

Jacques' Presentation

Jordan's Report on Spider's webs.

Funnel webs.

Some spiders live in burrow webs. The burrow is made of silk and is underground. Above the ground, the spider spins a funnel with long threads going into the burrow. Sometimes an insect gets caught in the web, the spider can feel it vibrating and eats it.

Lasso webs.

The Lasso web is also a type of spiders web which catches moths. This is how the spider makes the Lasso web: It makes a long thread with balls of glue at the bottom. This type of spider has hairs on its body so it can feel the moths moving. To catch the moth it spins the thread with glue at the bottom and the glue touches the moth so the moth gets caught and the spider pulls it in.

Olympic Heroes.

Marco showing his balance and coordination at the Mini Olympics in term 3.

Dylan's Report on Spider's Webs.

Silk is what spiders make their webs with. Spider's silk is runny. The silk is squeezed through tubes from the spiders bottom half, at the end of the spider. After the silk is runny, it goes hard like steel. Silk is very thin. It takes a spider one minute to make one meter of silk. One million webs is what one tea spoon of silk can make. It takes a spider almost thirty meters of silk to make one web. Spiders eat their old web before making a new one.
When spiders are on their web they can't get stuck. Spiders webs are made with sticky and dry threads. The spider walks on the dry threads, so it does not step on the sticky threads. Only the spider knows where the dry threads are.

Finesa's Acrostic Poem

Finesa's Poem

Outstanding
Legacy
Yacthing
Marvellous
Participation
Intelligent
Cheering

Gold
August
Marathon
Encourage
Silver

Joe's Acrostic Poem

Joe's Poem

Olympic flame
Live
Yachting
Marathon
Practice
Into it
Cycling
Silver

Holly's Acrostic Poem

Holly's Poem

Olympian
Leaping
Yachting
Medals
Pouncing
Incredibility
Courage
Shotput

Greedy Cat

The ESOL reading group from Room 8 have been using a well known and much loved story about Greedy Cat. After reading the book, the children have re-written and drawn the story using Kid Pix.

Tenpin Bowling.

On Sunday, my uncle drove my marvellous mum and I to the tenpin bowling at Wairau Park. When it was my turn I felt anxious because I had never played it before. I swung the heavy ball tight and launched it onto the slippery surface. It was uncontrolled and I missed. I felt depressed because I didn't knock any pins down. Then I thought ' this time i know I can smash pins down'. I stopped in silence like a praying mantis waiting for its prey. I then changed my mind and sat down to watch my mum before I attempted it again.

The Vicious, Gruesome Gladiators and the Circle of Death

Room 8 wrote this piece of writing together. It was based around a picture of two gladiators fighting. The learning intention was to use new descriptive words and similes. After the shared writing experience, children then created their own individual, descriptive writing.

I was nervous, I was about to fight. I was a gladiator. It was scary when I first looked at my opponent, he looked vicious with his weapons and his armour. The warrior looked like a crocodile or grizzly bear ready to pounce on its prey.
My heart was pounding like a beating drum,my hands were shaking with fear. I was in combat, fighting for my life. I had a three pointed spear and a large fishing net as my weapons.
We were fighting in the Collosseum, the colourful, noisy crowd were going wild. They were like frenzied baboons waiting for blood to spill.
As I began to move the sharp sword was stabbed into my leg from the other gladiator. I started to collapse on the hard, sandy ground. The pain in my leg was very nasty. Dust blew over my body as I lay there bleeding. I was risking my life, I was not going to give up.
The other gladiator came in for the kill. I lay with my spear in my right hand. Blood oozed out of my leg, I had to act quickly.
As he approached I grabbed the net and swung it at his feet. He tripped and lost his balance. The smirky grin on his face disappeared. With a very fast motion I pushed the weapon deep into his side, like a nail into wood.
He fell and died. I came to my feet slowly with the sound of the crowd cheering.