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The music performance is fast approaching! 

Things that we think are going well:

• Molly: We have got some of the dance moves  spot on e.g. the patting on shoulders
• Eden: The electricity bit looks good. The star jumps also look good. 
• Angus: The costumes are awesome!
• Reuben: I like the drumming. We are in time. 
• Dylan: The electricity and the drumming look epic.
• Edward: The flying saucer looks great!
• Izar: The slow motion part looks cool. 
• Jasmine: I like the bit where we go crazy (dancing)
• Theo: I like it when I shout, "parents join in!"

Noodles in my Nostrils by Kenn Nesbitt

Today we read a poem called, "I have Noodles in my Nostrils" by Kenn Nesbitt. The poem is about noodles that fall onto parts of the body. The person who says the poem is a bit silly and calls himself a nincompoop. He falls asleep while eating his lunch of chicken noodle soup. The poem is very funny. 

By Adam and Dylan

I Have Noodles in My Nostrils by Kenn Nesbitt

I have noodles in my nostrils. I have noodles on my nose. There are noodles on my cheeks and chin and dripping down my clothes. I’ve got more upon my forehead. Some are sticking to my neck. It’s completely disconcerting. I’m a noodle-covered wreck. I can see them on my kneecaps, and I know they’re in my shoes. (When I stand, they’re somewhat squishy, and I feel them start to ooze.) There are several in my pockets. There’s a handful in my hair. And I’m pretty sure that some are even in my underwear. So try not to do what I did: I’m a total nincompoop, and I fell asleep at lunch while eating chicken noodle soup. Here are some of us reading the poem:

Spanish with Maria: Supermercato

We have been learning different food types and what to say at the supermarket. You can learn some Spanish songs here: 
https://rockalingua.com/songs

Assembly 19.8.16

Thank you to our wonderful presenters!

Well done to everyone who got a principal award!

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!

Scott's base group getting ready for the music festival.

Shona's Base Group Practising for the Music Festival...