Louie the parrot came to visit with the help of Ashleigh and her mum. Her really enjoyed showing off his wings, colours and manuveres. We had so many questions about how to look after a big parrot and all of the special things he can do. Thank you so much Ashleigh for taking the time to show us something so special.
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Friday, 3 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
Thursday, 18 September 2014
Kapahaka in Action
Every Friday for the past few weeks we have had so much fun learning lots of different waiata and te Reo with Whaea Mary Anne.
Wednesday, 3 September 2014
Jottings from Kowhai
I was floating in the air like the clouds. It is like I wanted to see the stars. I got an amazing feeling in my tummy. Mita
My favourite hideout is a tree house in an old oak tree. It makes me feel special. When I creep on the floor it sounds like the house is snoring. Jacob
I saw some sparkly paper and it twirled and danced like butterflies in the wind. It tossed and sparkled in the light. Then one day out came the kittens and they played with the paper.
Lily.
My favourite hideout is a tree house in an old oak tree. It makes me feel special. When I creep on the floor it sounds like the house is snoring. Jacob
I saw some sparkly paper and it twirled and danced like butterflies in the wind. It tossed and sparkled in the light. Then one day out came the kittens and they played with the paper.
Lily.
Wednesday, 27 August 2014
Strike Performance
We were so privileged to have Strike perform for us today. Their expertise was outstanding and skills we discovered that you can do with percussion instruments were incredible. Can you remember the names of the instruments? What things could you use at home to practice these drumming skills and create your own music? Have fun! Thanks for the inspiration Strike!
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