The falling rain went 'pitter patter, pitter patter'. It was dancing loudly through the sky, tapping on the rain forest. 'Howl' said the wind. The rain was powerful! In the morning the sun came out.
Brooke
The wild miracle rain pitters loudly on the roof in the morning This wicked grumpy water thuds to the ground in big drips into puddles. Soon, it will hopefully give up. It was annoying.
Lucy
The quiet cold raindrops were pitter patting softly in the damp cloudy day. Bushy rain clouds grew darker. The rain tapped harder. Stronger! Madder! Wildly knocking and crashing. The rain smells like a rain forest. This time the poor cruel rain gave up - resting in through the damp day.
Lilianei
The impolite rain taps gently on the roof asking to come in. It sounds like a quiet mouse. Next time it demands to enter. Rat a tat tat. Thump, thump, thump. A wild rain forest is out my window. The morning arrives. The rain has given up. Silent at last. Perri
Showing posts with label Perri. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Perri. Show all posts
Sunday, 19 October 2014
Monday, 22 September 2014
Describing the Maniototo
Stories from Kowhai Author's
The soft, crunchy snow lays on the pointy tips of the mountain. The sun pushes down on the snow as it gets lighter and lighter. The sun glazes on the mountain tops.
Standing like a statue in the wilderness all of the mountains bunch up in a long line. Feeling relaxed I look at the mountains. A feeling that brushes through me.
Written by Abby Year 3
White deep snow sits silent on the mountain top, shrinking from the rain. Stones crunch up and fall through a rainy evening. The freezing snow slips from the edge. Ginormous mountains come from plates of land. The powerful sun melts the snow creating shimmering lakes and rivers. The mountains with huge valleys all different shapes and sizes.
Written by Perri Year 3
I'm standing at the foot of the mountain. The snow freezing mountains stand tall in the field in the morning sun. They stand squahed together not moving never able to seperate or take into flight. Crunch! IAs I walk over the snow it sounds like rocks under my feet. The shiny misty gullys collect snow catching it as it falls.
Splash! The snow melts. Freezing!
written by Lucy Year 2
One powerful day the mountains were asleep. The gold miners trucks and diggers and loaders came. They woke the mountains up. The madness came to the gold mine reckless and working. Workers returned to their homes. The mountains went back to a peaceful sleep.
Written by Case McDonald Year 3
The breezy wind blowing through the mountains. The snow was perfectly landing on the flat mountain tops. Paddocks are dirty and dry. The sun was powerfully pushing down on the flaky snow. There were puffy dark clouds. The breeze tumbles the snow away.
Written by Brooke Year 2
Standing lonely on a silvery path. Skipping - steady, stretching, gently balancing on one foot. Shyly walking through the breezy wind. Leaping, silently pushing the ball across the road.
Written by Sienna Year 2
My Day Skiing
I went on a ski trip. It was cold with little breezes and white surfaces. I had long ski's that were hard to control. The slopes were all different sizes. Some big and some small. There were children everywhere. I was trying not to bump into them.
Carlie and I wanted to do different things. The problem was we only ad one adult. The problem got bigger as Charlie go tired. There were friends to help us. Hooray!!
Written by Lucy Year 2
The Tunnel
Down, down, down through the beautiful tunnel, following the endless path. Covered in spring coloured flowers and shiny green leaves that sway in the rocky wind. In Autumn everything will change, the leaves. The tunnel leads me home from my adventure.
Written by Chevy Year 2
The wind blew strongly and the cotton candy clouds fall out of the sky. The sky dissappeared back into the clouds again.
Written by Jacob Year 2
The soft, crunchy snow lays on the pointy tips of the mountain. The sun pushes down on the snow as it gets lighter and lighter. The sun glazes on the mountain tops.
Standing like a statue in the wilderness all of the mountains bunch up in a long line. Feeling relaxed I look at the mountains. A feeling that brushes through me.
Written by Abby Year 3
White deep snow sits silent on the mountain top, shrinking from the rain. Stones crunch up and fall through a rainy evening. The freezing snow slips from the edge. Ginormous mountains come from plates of land. The powerful sun melts the snow creating shimmering lakes and rivers. The mountains with huge valleys all different shapes and sizes.
Written by Perri Year 3
I'm standing at the foot of the mountain. The snow freezing mountains stand tall in the field in the morning sun. They stand squahed together not moving never able to seperate or take into flight. Crunch! IAs I walk over the snow it sounds like rocks under my feet. The shiny misty gullys collect snow catching it as it falls.
Splash! The snow melts. Freezing!
written by Lucy Year 2
One powerful day the mountains were asleep. The gold miners trucks and diggers and loaders came. They woke the mountains up. The madness came to the gold mine reckless and working. Workers returned to their homes. The mountains went back to a peaceful sleep.
Written by Case McDonald Year 3
The breezy wind blowing through the mountains. The snow was perfectly landing on the flat mountain tops. Paddocks are dirty and dry. The sun was powerfully pushing down on the flaky snow. There were puffy dark clouds. The breeze tumbles the snow away.
Written by Brooke Year 2
Standing lonely on a silvery path. Skipping - steady, stretching, gently balancing on one foot. Shyly walking through the breezy wind. Leaping, silently pushing the ball across the road.
Written by Sienna Year 2
I went on a ski trip. It was cold with little breezes and white surfaces. I had long ski's that were hard to control. The slopes were all different sizes. Some big and some small. There were children everywhere. I was trying not to bump into them.
Carlie and I wanted to do different things. The problem was we only ad one adult. The problem got bigger as Charlie go tired. There were friends to help us. Hooray!!
Written by Lucy Year 2
The Tunnel
Down, down, down through the beautiful tunnel, following the endless path. Covered in spring coloured flowers and shiny green leaves that sway in the rocky wind. In Autumn everything will change, the leaves. The tunnel leads me home from my adventure.
Written by Chevy Year 2
The wind blew strongly and the cotton candy clouds fall out of the sky. The sky dissappeared back into the clouds again.
Written by Jacob Year 2
Wednesday, 13 August 2014
Sunday, 15 June 2014
Our Adjective Poetry
What is caring?
What is sharing?
What is kind?
What is happy and pretty and full of ideas?
A friend
Written by Abby
What is brown?
What is small?
What is tall?
What is silent and handsome and special?
My Teddy Bear
Written by Perri
What is shiny?
What glows in the dark?
What is galishish? (we made this word up because it sounds so great)
What is golden and big and soft?
A pillow pet.
What is sharing?
What is kind?
What is happy and pretty and full of ideas?
A friend
Written by Abby
What is brown?
What is small?
What is tall?
What is silent and handsome and special?
My Teddy Bear
Written by Perri
What is shiny?
What glows in the dark?
What is galishish? (we made this word up because it sounds so great)
What is golden and big and soft?
A pillow pet.
Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Frosty Mornings
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The frost covers the day like a white blanket. It was an odd morning. The trees were asleep.There leaves were falling to the diamond white blanket. When we breath we see the frost come out of our mouth. The damp day pinches my body. It makes me tickle. The frost makes the ground feel like its a pile of frozen rocks. The day has fallen into the frosty day.
by Lilianei
The Winters Morning.
The winters morning pinches my legs like crabs at the beach. This morning I stepped outside to a Naseby of white frost. Crunch, went the frost underneath my feet. I feel the breeze rustle through my bones.
By Thomas.
It's a cold winters morning and the cold air is pinching.
It's a challenge outside. The ice is daring me to skate to school. I slip and slide through the playground. The cold air is blowing through my eyes and making me cry.
By Abby
It's a cold winters day. I step outside. Brrrr! A winter breeze swooshes by, sweeping up the leaves, leaving the trees bare. Frost scampers up the tree trunk leaving a sparkly pattern. Pinching the air as the breeze goes. The white blanket covers the land in the silvery frost.
I tremble to walk on the ice but it is daring me to fall. At last I decided to do it. It pushes me to skate to school.
By Perri
Monday, 2 June 2014
Fraction art
These superstar learners explored fractions of circles. They folded, then cut out half, quarter, third pieces of circles. Then they made a picture with their fractions. They look amazing! Come into Kowhai to see their pictures of angels, butterflies on a sunny day, dog and sharks! Tuesday, 27 May 2014
Hide and Seek Stories
Hide and Seek Stories
Hide and seek is a time to bond with your friends. It's time to have a laugh. It's fun!
I hide in the closet, squashed up, scrunched in a ball, feeling scared in the dark quivering, shivering with fright. I hear voices. They have been found.
I bang on the wall. "Boo!" 'Argh". I won! Good game.
Written by Perri (7)
I feel fearless as I stretch out. Shocked and scared I hug the ground. I am scared. Someone is knocking on the door! "Rrrrrr" I spread out on the ground. It feels terrifying. "Your in!" they said.
Written by Brook (7)
I feel afraid and confused, playing hide and seek. I feel like I am going to scream and my body is going to move!
Written by Jacob (7)
Hide and seek is a time to bond with your friends. It's time to have a laugh. It's fun!
I hide in the closet, squashed up, scrunched in a ball, feeling scared in the dark quivering, shivering with fright. I hear voices. They have been found.
I bang on the wall. "Boo!" 'Argh". I won! Good game.
Written by Perri (7)
I feel fearless as I stretch out. Shocked and scared I hug the ground. I am scared. Someone is knocking on the door! "Rrrrrr" I spread out on the ground. It feels terrifying. "Your in!" they said.
Written by Brook (7)
I feel afraid and confused, playing hide and seek. I feel like I am going to scream and my body is going to move!
Written by Jacob (7)
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