Tuesday, 27 October 2015
Once upon a time, Biqi was having a sleepover with Baylee, Baylee heard some glittering sounds, Baylee went out to check what it was. Baylee screamed "It's a flying saucer!!!" Biqi woke up. "WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HAPPENING?!!" Baylee cried "IT'S A FLYING SAUCER!!" Biqi looked closely, It was a flying unicorn/Pegasus! Baylee said "actually theres two!" So Biqi & Baylee went riding on the unicorns/Pegasus. Randomness =D
NZ shake out! :)
Dear Random person / Biqi / Eloise
HELP! I'm to young to die!! come quick! I'm under my desk and there is a really deadly earthquake. my desk is the last one in the corner by the laptops. please come before I die! I'm the hugging my teddy bear super tight. Biqi Eloise some random person! save me and I will give you a lollipop! (if I come out alive) Nooo its getting closer! i'm dyeing....!
fourth of July
I smelled popcorn in the air I heard Katy Perry song fireworks and I heard people screaming I felt like my life was so filled with joy and delight to be happy there I saw a bunch of fireworks in the boat I saw so many colorful fireworks I touch a soft cotton candy it was so soft like a pillow a soft and comfy one I ate one and it was delicious that time I was eight years old my mom was wearing a black t-shirt and white jeans my dad was wearing a blue t-shirt and blue jeans my sister was wearing a pink with white lines on her t-shirt and white mini short my second oldest brother was wearing a black t-shirt as well my youngest brother was wearing a spongebob shirt and blue jeans m twins baby sister was wearing a pink dress and a hair band it was the 4 of July it was a holiday a American holiday it was in American Samoa and all the fireworks were magical it was like a fairytale but in a different kind of fairytale I love it that was when I was 8 years old as I say again I love it so much and I was so happy because my whole family was there I mean my whole family cema like seriously the all came to the fireworks :)
remembering the weekend
on the weekend me and my little brother played touch in the
afternoon.
my hands remembers getting all numbed.
my feet remembers getting all cold by the icy grass.
my body remembers the wind going throw.
my face remembers all the rain and wind.
my arms remember the wet icy grass.
my mind remembers the cold at the frosty night.
my feet remembers getting all cold by the icy grass.
my body remembers the wind going throw.
my face remembers all the rain and wind.
my arms remember the wet icy grass.
my mind remembers the cold at the frosty night.
write a memoir
I was minding my own business and a wolf came and shouted IF YOU WONT TO BE IN A VIDEO SAY PIZZA, so I said pizza we went to my den... and started to record.
I heard the animal jamming music and the wolf started talking and Biqi was walking .
I could feel the sweaty mouse and key board and I saw that wolf still talking to me. I was sitting in a chair in middle of the class on the computer on animal jam.I could touch Biqi and the computer.I could see a wolf Eloise70083,halbugs and mogler6. It was on Tuesday 21st july 2015 and it is ANIMAL JAM. Randomness AND I LOVE MSP AND ANIMAL JAM COZ I LOVE JAMMMMM
I heard the animal jamming music and the wolf started talking and Biqi was walking .
I could feel the sweaty mouse and key board and I saw that wolf still talking to me. I was sitting in a chair in middle of the class on the computer on animal jam.I could touch Biqi and the computer.I could see a wolf Eloise70083,halbugs and mogler6. It was on Tuesday 21st july 2015 and it is ANIMAL JAM. Randomness AND I LOVE MSP AND ANIMAL JAM COZ I LOVE JAMMMMM
Rebecca
my perfect day
my perfect day would be waking up with a little puppy in my room and then for breakfast my mum and dad will eat with me and have special k original .
Then my mum will take me to shopping at farmers and
the warehouse we would also have a beautiful lunch together it would be carls Junior and then
once me and mum are full of food we would go to snow planet for the rest of the day and then go back home and have mums famous vegetable soup.
Sunday, 20 September 2015
Tuesday, 28 July 2015
Godzilla
Everything started shaking and a giant mountain eater came crashing out of Hoyts cinemas. Some tanks came and tried to destroy it ... but they were eaten. Then the air force came and failed miserably. Then the military came and failed . Then the army. Then they asked Japan to send in Godzilla. If you thought Godzilla
I am a child
I am a child
I am all the things of the past,
I am the kindness of my mother
I am the helpfulness of my father.
I am all I hear,
kids screaming!
Sister fighting
TV booming
Phone ringing
I am all I feel and taste,
The hard tiles beneath my feet
The yummy ice-cream melting in my mouth
I am all I smell,
vanilla Candle flickering in the sunlight
The perfume my my mum wears in the day
And all i remember,
Going to Thailand and Dreamworld
I am the child of the future.
I am a gymnast.
By Charlotte
I am all the things of the past,
I am the kindness of my mother
I am the helpfulness of my father.
I am all I hear,
kids screaming!
Sister fighting
TV booming
Phone ringing
I am all I feel and taste,
The hard tiles beneath my feet
The yummy ice-cream melting in my mouth
I am all I smell,
vanilla Candle flickering in the sunlight
The perfume my my mum wears in the day
And all i remember,
Going to Thailand and Dreamworld
I am the child of the future.
I am a gymnast.
By Charlotte
we remember
REMEMBER
Rainbows End
my feet remember getting all wobbly.
my feet remember swinging all over the place.
my body remember butterflies in my stomach.
my arms remember waving in the air.
my face remember lot’s of wind.
my mind remember scary and happy thoughts.
by Baylee
cole weekend writing
remembering the weekend…. on Saturday morning my feet remember sidestepping people.my legs remember running as hard as i could. my body remembers tackling people hard as. my arms remember shoulder charging people.my hands remember catching the ball.my face remembers getting hit with a boot.my mind remember thinking how was i going to play.
the little seal
We were going to see my Grandma on Friday well my mum was Driving I saw a seal I told my mum to stop and she said why just stop mum there's a seal we got out of the car we saw it. it was so cute and little what I new was about it was lost. it was closed in a cage it was crying then the kids got to see the little seal and then the adults go to see it they said wow
cooper weekend writing
On the cold Saturday morning
my feet remember the damp cold uncomfortable soccer boots,
my legs remember sprinting my heart out and getting tired and sore,
my body remembers being quick and sleek across the field,
my arms remember swaying there ready for the ball,
my hands remember having the ball and then kicking the ball,
my face remember being freezing standing in the goal,
my mind remembers that I will be back again next weekend.
By Cooper
Sarah on weekend days....
On weekends days Saturday morning.
My hands remember me holding the popcorn box.
My feet remembers wearing my warm shoes.
My body remember giggling in the seat.
My legs remember tapping on the floor.
My face remember smiling at the screen.
My mind remember that the movie was really fun
My hands remember me holding the popcorn box.
My feet remembers wearing my warm shoes.
My body remember giggling in the seat.
My legs remember tapping on the floor.
My face remember smiling at the screen.
My mind remember that the movie was really fun
Remembering the weekend
remembering the weekend
On the weekend days my feet remember…
The frosty grass in the morning.
My hands remember the nice warm air in the afternoon.
My body remembers leaning over my lego skyscrapers.
My face remembers glaring over my buildings.
My arms remember moving fastly.
My legs remember being crossed.
Josh
Sunday, 26 July 2015
Charlotte Weekend Writing
On weekend days...
My feet remember walking into the Cinemas to the movies
My legs remember sitting on the chair
My body remembers stretching out onto the chair
My arms remember shaking about once the movie ended
My hand remembers touching the popcorn
My face remembers the warmth of the room
My mind remembers that Minions is going to my favourite movie
By Charlotte
My feet remember walking into the Cinemas to the movies
My legs remember sitting on the chair
My body remembers stretching out onto the chair
My arms remember shaking about once the movie ended
My hand remembers touching the popcorn
My face remembers the warmth of the room
My mind remembers that Minions is going to my favourite movie
By Charlotte
Biqi Weekend Writing
On the second week of the holidays,
My feet remember resting.
My legs remember resting with my feet.
My body remembers relaxing on the chair.
My arms remember holding the popcorn cup.
My hands remember grabbing popcorn.
My face remembers watching the funny parts of the movie.
My mind remembers that I will get to go out with my sister again.
by Biqi
My feet remember resting.
My legs remember resting with my feet.
My body remembers relaxing on the chair.
My arms remember holding the popcorn cup.
My hands remember grabbing popcorn.
My face remembers watching the funny parts of the movie.
My mind remembers that I will get to go out with my sister again.
by Biqi
Jack Weekend Writing
On weekend days...
My feet remember the water rushing while I was kicking.
My legs remember kicking very hard.
My body remembers the water against my chest.
My hands remember turning during backstroke.
My arms remember practising movement.
My face remembers goggles pressing against it.
My mind remembers how easy it was in the other groups.
by Jack
My feet remember the water rushing while I was kicking.
My legs remember kicking very hard.
My body remembers the water against my chest.
My hands remember turning during backstroke.
My arms remember practising movement.
My face remembers goggles pressing against it.
My mind remembers how easy it was in the other groups.
by Jack
Ben's Weekend writing
On weekend days...
My feet remember walking to the cinema.
My legs remember helping the feet walk.
My hands remember picking up popcorn.
My arms remember helping my hands.
My face remembers watching Jurassic World.
My body remembers the comfortable seats.
My mind remembers I will get to go there again some day.
by Ben
My feet remember walking to the cinema.
My legs remember helping the feet walk.
My hands remember picking up popcorn.
My arms remember helping my hands.
My face remembers watching Jurassic World.
My body remembers the comfortable seats.
My mind remembers I will get to go there again some day.
by Ben
Declan Weekend Writing
On weekend days...
My feet remember moving in different positions.
My legs remember running around to get the ball.
My body remembers being hit by the ball a lot.
My arms remember swinging my bat.
My hands remember throwing the ball to my step dad.
My face remembers seeing the ball coming straight at me.
My mind remembers the weekend will be back soon.
by Declan
My feet remember moving in different positions.
My legs remember running around to get the ball.
My body remembers being hit by the ball a lot.
My arms remember swinging my bat.
My hands remember throwing the ball to my step dad.
My face remembers seeing the ball coming straight at me.
My mind remembers the weekend will be back soon.
by Declan
Shiny Weekend Writing
Remembering the snow..
My feet remember the cold snow.
My legs remember walking in the snow.
My arms remember the ice skating sticks.
My hands remember my gloves keeping me warm.
My face remembers the cold snow.
My body remembers it was cold.
My mind remembers that we are going back to the snow.
by Shiny
My feet remember the cold snow.
My legs remember walking in the snow.
My arms remember the ice skating sticks.
My hands remember my gloves keeping me warm.
My face remembers the cold snow.
My body remembers it was cold.
My mind remembers that we are going back to the snow.
by Shiny
Riley Weekend Writing
Remembering the weekend
On weekend days...
My feet remember stepping in the hard cold mud of the rugby field.
My legs remember sprinting at their fasted trying to get to the other side.
My body remembers pushing everyone trying to beat them all.
My arm remembers tackling everybody and stopping them in their tracks.
My hands remember grabbing the ball carrier swinging them to the ground.
My face getting hit hard while I struggle to get up.
My mind was thinking what to do next focusing on the field.
by Riley
On weekend days...
My feet remember stepping in the hard cold mud of the rugby field.
My legs remember sprinting at their fasted trying to get to the other side.
My body remembers pushing everyone trying to beat them all.
My arm remembers tackling everybody and stopping them in their tracks.
My hands remember grabbing the ball carrier swinging them to the ground.
My face getting hit hard while I struggle to get up.
My mind was thinking what to do next focusing on the field.
by Riley
Gaurav Weekend Writing
On weekend days...
My feet remember kicking the ball into the goal.
My legs remember running in the mud.
My body remembers getting hit by the ball.
My arms remember getting soaked by the rain.
My hands remember trying not to catch the soccer ball.
My face remembers getting hit by little rain drops.
My mind remembers everyone cheering when we won and when I couldn't see anything in the fog.
by Gaurav
My feet remember kicking the ball into the goal.
My legs remember running in the mud.
My body remembers getting hit by the ball.
My arms remember getting soaked by the rain.
My hands remember trying not to catch the soccer ball.
My face remembers getting hit by little rain drops.
My mind remembers everyone cheering when we won and when I couldn't see anything in the fog.
by Gaurav
Rebecca Weekend Writing
On weekend days...
My feet remember being squeezed in the roller skate shoes.
My legs remember getting sore and tired from skating backwards and forwards.
My body remembers getting sweaty from skating everywhere for 2 hours.
My arms remember being all over the place.
My hands remember being sweaty from holding my mum's hand for more balance.
My face remembers looking at all the races.
My mind remembers that skating weekends will be back again in no time.
by Rebecca
My feet remember being squeezed in the roller skate shoes.
My legs remember getting sore and tired from skating backwards and forwards.
My body remembers getting sweaty from skating everywhere for 2 hours.
My arms remember being all over the place.
My hands remember being sweaty from holding my mum's hand for more balance.
My face remembers looking at all the races.
My mind remembers that skating weekends will be back again in no time.
by Rebecca
Cheryl Weekend Writing
Remembering the weekend...
My feet remember running in the house around the whole area.
My legs remember falling with my slippery socks.
My body remembers moving with the beat of the music.
My arms remember me dancing all over the place.
My hands remember the buttery popcorn.
My face remembers me being all sweaty from running and dancing.
My mind remembers they will be back.
by Cheryl
My feet remember running in the house around the whole area.
My legs remember falling with my slippery socks.
My body remembers moving with the beat of the music.
My arms remember me dancing all over the place.
My hands remember the buttery popcorn.
My face remembers me being all sweaty from running and dancing.
My mind remembers they will be back.
by Cheryl
Eloise Weekend Writing
On cold Saturday mornings...
My feet remember resting.
My legs remember sitting still.
My body remembers the hot computer on my knees.
My arms remember reaching.
My hands remember the sweat.
My face remembers mogler6 coming to me saying trade me please.
My mind remembers I will do that again.
by Eloise
My feet remember resting.
My legs remember sitting still.
My body remembers the hot computer on my knees.
My arms remember reaching.
My hands remember the sweat.
My face remembers mogler6 coming to me saying trade me please.
My mind remembers I will do that again.
by Eloise
Wednesday, 22 July 2015
Welcome Back
Wow! It's Term 3 already! We have an exciting term ahead of us with our variety show happening in week 5. Our focus for the first part of the term is production and performance and then a Maths focus in week 6. Room 7 students are very enthusiastic about sharing their talents and we look forward to seeing you at the show!
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