I would like to be a scientist and dig up rocks from millions of years ago. I would like to be like David Attenborough and go on journeys around the world. Maybe I'll watch animals in stalking mode. Perhaps I'll go through the jungle and watch how wild orangutans catch and eat their prey.
by James
Tuesday, 9 July 2013
Monday, 8 July 2013
The Dragon
The dragons mouth is breathing flames . I am the evilest dragon of them all . I am the king of them all . I will eat you. I will kill you. by Jayden
Winter
The snow flakes perform circus tricks as they whirl to the ground.
The trees shrink without their coats of leaves.
Snow collapses like ice cream falling from its cone.
Snow men stand on display for the passing people.
Ice waits for the fun to begin.
Igloos disappear into thick layers of water when winter starts to end.
By Emma
The trees shrink without their coats of leaves.
Snow collapses like ice cream falling from its cone.
Snow men stand on display for the passing people.
Ice waits for the fun to begin.
Igloos disappear into thick layers of water when winter starts to end.
By Emma
Balancing Forks
Our topic is on balancing. We had to get two forks and some clay and a nail.We put the pointy side of the nail into the clay. Then the forks go in the side of the clay. And we had balance the nail on corners and glue sticks it was fun.We had to find the centre of gravity. I was with James and he loved it too. My mum thought that was a good idea. By George.
Autumn
The leaves turn like a bride dancing.
The sun reflects on water as if it's a mirror.
The branches twist like an old lady's fingers.
The birds cheep, drowning out gentle sounds.
The acorns crackle under your feet
The grass sprouts through the mud .
The mud squishes down like a trampoline under your weight .
The flowers are drooping and glum.
By Rosa
The sun reflects on water as if it's a mirror.
The branches twist like an old lady's fingers.
The birds cheep, drowning out gentle sounds.
The acorns crackle under your feet
The grass sprouts through the mud .
The mud squishes down like a trampoline under your weight .
The flowers are drooping and glum.
By Rosa
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
The Small Dragon
The Small Dragon
I think of the dragon with his sad misty eyes and his tiny webbed feet. The scales cling to his oval shaped body. His nest is made of dark grey coal. He has triangular shaped pointy ears.He looks like he has just sprinted through the forest to find safety.I think of the dragon by his insy green wings.He is difficult to feed, there is nothing that he will eat. He stares at me like he's going to say "I can't eat this."
By Kate
I think of the dragon with his sad misty eyes and his tiny webbed feet. The scales cling to his oval shaped body. His nest is made of dark grey coal. He has triangular shaped pointy ears.He looks like he has just sprinted through the forest to find safety.I think of the dragon by his insy green wings.He is difficult to feed, there is nothing that he will eat. He stares at me like he's going to say "I can't eat this."
By Kate
Spring
The daffodils burst out of raked grass.
The blossoms bloom to the sound of laughter.
The trees grow fresh green leaves and show new life like a mother and a new born baby.
Flax gets plaited all over New Zealand.
The grass sways like the sea in the wind
by Nivae
The blossoms bloom to the sound of laughter.
The trees grow fresh green leaves and show new life like a mother and a new born baby.
Flax gets plaited all over New Zealand.
The grass sways like the sea in the wind
by Nivae
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