Showing posts with label recount. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recount. Show all posts

Tuesday 30 August 2016

Performances- A moment in time


Last week we performed in our Music Festival. We have been writing recounts about our show. Here is one from each Tautoru base group...




The Junk Bot Aliens
Tap, tap went the drums, I had to keep the beat up for audience. There was only me and Reuben so if I stopped everyone would know (because there was a small group). The group had to do it 7 times for two days and each scene was a minute. But the time went so fast. We all participated and got a gummy. “yay!”
Our  beat was confusing because every scene had a different beat.
By Jupiter


Story of the Cooks      
My stomach urged me on but my brain said this is going too far.I sucked in my cheeks took a deep breath and plunged into what I needed to say, “this is the story of the breakfast cooks...” I used up all my energy, it all just ran out like it was being chased by a stampeding elephants,like a dam had just broken inside my mouth.I felt like I was going to collapse. But my brain changed its mind and urged me on so then I changed my mind and shot up and down like an arrow stretched and curved and at the end we got a big round of applause.
By Nela

Eagles V Dragons
My brain exploded as it was awesome. Parents cheering and clapping and music playing. It was better than I thought it would be. Fingers pushing, my breath was breathing into the piano. Suddenly it stopped and I was amazed. That was the first night, only seven more times to go. It was tiring but fun. At first I had butterflies in my tummy but then I was  as strong as a soldier. It was spectacular and in my head I thought “isn't this amazing!”
By Gina  

Beats and Haka
Did you ever go to school at night?
I did. I had to perform seven times in a row.It was amazing! There were lights of all colours. I enjoyed a lot the drumming with all different instruments. Our audience was giant! I loved doing the haka though it was hard to keep in time with our recording of the haka. The audience went crazy clapping a lot. Chrissy explained how we made our show.
By Leola  

Thursday 18 August 2016

A time I lost...writing

We have been exploring a time when we lost and reflecting back on what character strengths we need when we do lose...here are some examples of our writing.

A time when I lost by Nela


Have you ever lost? Did you feel pretty stink about it? Well I'm gonna tell you when that happened to me.


It was my third cross country race in some cross country series. I heard the gunfire I shot off like a bullet off but it felt like my legs were propelling me back. I started getting lung burn but I kept on going, I past a couple of people but I still didn't feel good.
My eyes were blurry with tears I wiped them away because I would of
felt very embarrassed if other people saw me crying. I stopped
for a rest, looked around at the other people passing me.

My family were cheering me on then I caught sight of flags
waving around like crazy in the wind and they both said finish.
That encouraged me, I ran on and finished the race. I felt so proud
and after all that chatter on about “oh you finished the race” we went for lunch at a cafe.

Cross country by Jupiter

The sand rushed through my toes, my heart was pumping, the sun was shining. I ask to myself “how am I going to get first place”?
It was each year group boys and girls....
I was racing against my friends and I knew we did this for fun.
We did this every year at Worser Bay beach and this time it was a miracle I came 4th!
I was so happy and puffed. I think I persevered and it felt good!


Thursday 7 April 2016

Naughty Animal Writing


This is our helping circle. We read our work to one another to see if we need to make changes. Our buddies can help us. We listen to our buddies so that we can get ideas for writing. We can make changes if we need to and we learn more about language.

We watched a movie about Brian (the sheep) walking in  the Marlborough Sounds. 


Brian was snatched by a naughty weka, never to be seen again!

This inspired us to write about naughty or funny animals...

Dora 
By Clem
One day my cat went under the house. There was a door that led under the house. My cat was scratching. My Parents got some food so Dora  would   come out of under the house, but it did not work.  So we tried meat, but that did not work. My mum had to go under to get her out.


Mini 
By Nikora

One day when I went to my friend’s house we played outside. We went inside and right in front of the door was Mini the dog. He jumped up on me and didn’t stop licking me on my face. I wanted Mini to stop but I couldn’t open my mouth.

My Cat 
By Finlay
One day my cat had escaped from my house. She ate a dead bird. I was very mad at her because she ate the disgusting dead bird. It wasn’t good at all. Then she ate another one. I was so mad that I nearly exploded.

The Weka
By Angus W
The weka stole my favourite toy motorbike.  I had to buy another one. The new toy is even better. It is remote control.  


Naughty Animal 
by Marnie

Nic and the awesome sheep called Brian went on a adventure. They saw a naughty, naughty weka and he scuttled over to Brian. Brian wanted to take a photo with Mr Weka. So Brian got ready for his photo. The weka started scuttling over to him...
What really actually happened to Brian?


Mr Mouse 
by Liam
Mum was frantically opening the draws. I could see mum reaching for the peanut butter jar. She went off to wash her hands. I walked forwards, just then two sneaky eyes approached. Then it scuttled forward. It had four legs, a pointy nose and long teeth. It was a mouse! It ate all of the peanut butter. ‘’MUM!’’ I screamed.

The Duck
By Cooper
The duck stole my train. I loved it. The duck lived very far.

Naughty Worms 
By Leola
Mum was planting broccoli in the garden on a sunny calm day. “Mum, what are you doing?” I screamed from the bathroom.
“I’m planting!!!!” Mum responded.
A few days later…”Aaaaaaaaaaaaarghhh.” Mum shouted.
Then I came… “what’s wrong?” I asked.
“These worms are munching in our broccoli.”

The Weka
By Olivia
The weka stole my bag. I got it back. Then I got the weka some food from home. He ate the whole packet.