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Friday, May 27, 2016

the plane ride

We have been learning how to write narratives. Here is one of my narratives I have written.

Flying a Plane

As the sun was going down as slow as a snail. The
old tree stood still. The nice pink and colourful clouds drifted slowly across the sky. Lots of dusty and dirty roads wove their way through the green paddocks. Houses stood in the distance.


Bob came walked to the old oak tree. She wanted to fly her newly made plane. She threw her plane into the air like a dart.


It was all going well until suddenly there was big gust of wind. The plane zoomed to the village. It shot up into the air and then it went down again. It dashed straight towards  bob. “Ahhhhhhhhhh!” Bob yelled.


Bob saw someone. He was running straight towards her. Bob kept on screaming then the man jumped and grabbed the control.  He quickly pressed the up button. The plane shot up like a bullet into the sky just missing Bob’s face.  Finally Bob could control it again. “Thank you,” Bob said. “That's ok” said the man.  
Now Bob always checks the weather to make sure it isn’t too  before he goes to fly her plane.  

Monday, May 9, 2016

Swimming Assessment


Visual Pepeha


                                                   This took me a long time for me to make.
                                                    I sketched a portrait of myself.
                                                    I found letters to make my name.
                                                    Then I stuck it onto a kete.
                                                    Then I drew mountains and korus in the background.