WALT share our knowledge of Maori kupu in an animation.
We were learning how to say how are you felling in Maori.
When I was doing it was hard but when I did it was not to hard.
Monday, 19 March 2018
My school is gone
Where Is My School
When I got to school I saw something weird.The gate was opening and closing. I thought to myself,” Man this is scary! Is this my school?” I kept on walking but when I walked past the gate, I stepped into a liquid. Man the liquid looks so weird and the other thing is that it smells so bad.
I walked and I saw nothing I was like where’s the school.
When I turned around to go back but the gate disappeared I walked towards the gate but there was still nothing. I went to look around the only thing I could see is a red balloon when I saw the red balloon it reminded me of the move It.It was going around the school. I had a plan to pop the balloon and see what happens going around the school.
I found a stick I picked it up and went to the balloon I tried popping it but won't pop so I got out of my bag a knife and I popped the balloon. Then the school was back again and I saw my friends and my lovely teachers...
When I turned around to go back but the gate disappeared I walked towards the gate but there was still nothing. I went to look around the only thing I could see is a red balloon when I saw the red balloon it reminded me of the move It.It was going around the school. I had a plan to pop the balloon and see what happens going around the school.
I found a stick I picked it up and went to the balloon I tried popping it but won't pop so I got out of my bag a knife and I popped the balloon. Then the school was back again and I saw my friends and my lovely teachers...
Thursday, 1 March 2018
Limerick
There once was a dog, named Jase
Who would always get straight A’s
He then met a frog
Whose name was Plog
Then Plog made some mayonnaise.
WALT:Wirte a limerick on a topic of our choice
A limerick is a poem that has to rhym
When we did the limerick it was not to hard but when you have to rhym the ends of the poem.
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