Our New blog

Miss Ryan and her class have moved to Room 20...

Here is our new blog for 2011

http://room20waipahihi.blogspot.com/

Reading

This week for reading we have been retelling our favourite part of a book we have read this year. We were able to choose the way in which we presented it. Some people used puppets, others photostory and some people made a video. Check out Nerys, Georgia and cameraman Zara retelling their favourite part from Roald Dahl's book Matilda...

Jamie's Emotion Poem on JOY

Zoe's Colour Poem

White
White is like falling snow flakes in air.
White is the fuffy white clouds floting away from us.
White is yummy hockey pockey ice cream.
White is like bubbles in the bath that get all over your body.
Wite is like candy floss sticking to your hand.

Tanirau's Colour Poem

Black Black is the night sky clear and peaceful. Black feels like the dark side of the force. Black sounds like mist floating through the night. Black is the color of the All Blacks. Black is darknees.

Ben's colour poem

Green.
Green looks like brussel sprouts and yucky broccoli.
Green is discusting vomit blurting out.
Green rusting hedges blowing in the wind.
Green acidbubblingto its heart.
Green is the colour of horrible beans.
Green is the colour of Grass.

Western's colour poem

GREEN
Green is the colour of a yucky brussel sprout.
Green is the rich 20 dollar note.
Green is a sweet and sour green apple.
Green is a lucky four leaf clover.
Green is a big fat cabbage.

Nina's colour poem

Blue is the bright blue sky on a summer day
Blue is the feeling of tummies rumbling for food
Blue is the nice cold water waving in the sea
Blue is the snow falling down the mountain
Blue is the colour of $10 notes flying in the air
Blue is the colour of a stream
By Nina

Adam's colour poem

Black is the colour of the midnight sky.
Black is the colour of king kong and his mates.
Black sounds like a giant gorrilla smashing at its chest.
Black feels like standing right under a gaint thunder cloud.
Black is the colour of the all blacks.

Colour Poems

Orange
Orange is the sunset that you see on a warm summers evening.
Orange can heat you up and make you feel alive and firey hot!
Juicy oranges drip down your chin and make you sticky and wet.
People splashing and lashing around in a crystal, clear lake.
Firey smoke whistling out of a bubbling, spitting volcano.
Orange is a colour of many words.

By Zara

Texas's colour poem

GREEN
Green is the taste of a rotting rubbish bin.
Green is the colour of a $20 dollar note flapping in the wind.
Green makes me feel alive when I do something nice.
Green is the colour of you're best friend's advice.
Green is the sound of the soft wind blowing.
Green is the colour of a mossy stream flowing.

Tyler's colour poem

Yellow is the colour of a sour lemon getting squeezed in to your mouth.
Yellow is the colour of a hot burning sun heating the world.
Yellow is the colour of a band-new bunch of tennis balls bashing through the air.
Yellow is the colour of a burning star up in the sky at night.
Yellow is the colour of boiling sand where scorpions live.

Megans Black Colour poem.

Black
is the colour of a haunted Halloween night,

As crows call they sound like wicked witches cackling in the wind.

Black

feels like you're locked in a deep, dangerous cave with nothing around.

Black

is what vampires wear while blood drips from their large disgusting mouth.

Black

By Megan

Colour Poems

Yellow is the colour of a nice fresh banana smoothie.
Yellow is a brand new tennis ball fireing at your raquet.
Yellow is a colour of the leaves falling from the trees
in autumn.
Yellow is the colour of the hot sun on a good day.

from Ethan McKnight.

Ninas Saltwater Crocodile poem

c amouflaging in the water waiting for their predators to pass by
removing the leaves and grass when the babies start chirping
on top of the water you cant see but the mother is hiding
crocodlies can be really dangerous sometimes
on the river bank a crocodile lays her eggs
dangerous predators are really easy to catch with a crocodile
if it is warm in the mound it will be mostly males if it is cold it will be mostly females
life is a big job for a crocodile
eggs can crack open very easy with there egg tooth

Megan and Hannahs saltwater crocs

Crocs acrostic Poem
C camouflaged in the water watching the babies in the mound to keep them safe from predators.
R idling in their mothers mouth, the babies are carried to the water.
O ver 90 days the babies are ready to hatch.
C atch insects, frogs and small fish to survive.
O ut of the mothers mouth and into the water to learn to swim and to keep safe.
D angerous predators are a round, be careful.
I n danger if you get too close to her mound.
L ays eggs in a mound that shes made from leaf litter and grass.
E ggs crack and the babies make chirping sounds.

BY HANNAH AND MEGAN

Manaia's cake win

Manaia played a reading game with Ethan W's Mum and he won the game. Ethan's mum baked Manaia a yummy cake to share with the class as a prize...And it was DELICIOUS!!!!!

Brave Texas!

On Monday Texas stood up in front of the WHOLE school and sung the National anthem in Maori. She was used awesome courage and we were sooooo proud of her. Check out how good she was...silly Miss Ryan didn't quite get the whole song though!