Monday, May 9, 2016

Sprint Race


Exaggeration poem writing

Exaggeration means claiming something is greater than it really is. For example, if you said “my cat is as big as a house” or “I can run faster than the speed of light,” you would be exaggerating.

To write your own exaggeration poem, you only need to do three things:
  1. Pick something to write about.
  2. Pick a feature or characteristic of the thing that you are writing about.
  3. Exaggerate that characteristic in every way you can think of, making a list as you go.
  4. Take your list of ideas and turn them into a poem.

Here are some more tips to help you get started:
  • When you write your exaggeration poem, it doesn’t have to rhyme, unless you want it to.
  • If you can’t think of a funny ending for your poem, try ending it with the same lines you used at the beginning of the poem.

Good luck writing your own exaggeration poems!

I Ate a Spicy Pepper
I ate a spicy pepper
From my brother on a dare.
The pepper caught my head on fire
And burned off all my hair.

My mouth erupted lava
And my tongue began to melt.
My ears were shooting jets of steam.
At least that’s how they felt.

I ricocheted around the room.
I ran across the ceiling.
I dove right in the freezer
To relieve the burning feeling.

I drank a thousand soda pops
And chewed a ton of ice
To try to stop the scorching
Of that spicy pepper’s spice.

At last, the flames extinguished,
I admitted to my brother,
“That pepper was the best one yet.
May I please have another?”


Sprint Race
I was at the starting line,
A competition we were in.
Ready and raring to go,
A pistol went off and someone said BEGIN!

And off we went,
Feet lifting off the ground.
I was sprinting and sprinting,
At the speed of sound.

My legs killing me ,
They then set on fire.
Running and running,
Like I was powered by some wire.

Across the finish line ,
My legs weren’t entire.
At least it was finished,
Anything else that you desire?
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Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Haast Paast

Moa Story
WALT recount/ retell  an interesting event.
The purpose of our story is to entertain, retell and inform.


Success Criteria:
Content & ideas
  • Hook in the reader at the start - hint of a problem
  • Create suspense- don’t give too much information- give clues
Sentence Formation
  • Write a variety of sentence starters and vary the lengths of sentences to create excitement.
Vocabulary
  • I use interesting verbs and describing words.
  • I choose words suitable to the topic
Structure
  • Introduction - setting (time, weather, place etc), character/s
  • Middle - problem
  • Conclusion (ending)
  • One paragraph for one idea and detail about the one idea.
Spelling
  • I write most essential list words accurately - no sloppy mistakes.
Punctuation
  • I use basic punctuation correctly        
  • . , ! ? “ “
  • I am proofreading and checking my writing


Five Hours
River
Campsite
Stuart Island
Vine
George of the Jungle
Light
Make Shelter
Doze off
CAWWWWW!!!
Eyes
Pinch
Dead


Start your story here


‘Twas the night before my birthday. I was lying in a cold blanket of tree leaves, Five whole hours had passed since I was washed down the river being separated from my fellow scouts. We had been at a campsite in the Stuart Island, we were crossing a violent river when I suddenly got washed away. I was nearly at a junction when I grabbed a nearby vine. I swung across like I was George of the Jungle…. Then it snapped!


I fell onto the jungle floor below me and was covered in algae from the river. I stumbled helplessly for 2 hours then I finally found a light, sadly it was only light from the moon. I decided to make a shelter Bear Grylls style! The only source I had to keep me sane was a granola bar. Finally I dozed off into a deep sleep.


CCCCAAAAAWWWWW!!!!!, My body was woken by a sound that terrified me. I scrambled off my log and made my way out of the shelter. I was terrified to see the biggest bird I had ever seen  circling me . CCCAAAAWWWW!!! The beast screamed again, and before I knew it it had landed in the bushes directly in front of me. Four red eyes peered directly at me, it was the scariest thing I had ever been through.


That’s when it happened….. two Haast’s Eagles soared towards me knocking me over. “How?, when?, why?” I stuttered in my head. I couldn’t believe my eyes, was it a dream?. I pinched myself just to be sure. It WORKED! I woke up on my log, But I knew something was wrong. I went outside to find two dead Haast’s Eagles on the ground.





“What’s happened?” I said to myself. I tried to help them but they had no pulse, I knew it was too late! I decided to bury them somewhere no one would find them. I knew no-one would believe me so I kept it to myself, Until Now!
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Thursday, March 24, 2016

Camp Omatua 2016

CAMP OMATUA!





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Ooooh!. Tight squeeze, I’m gonna fall over soon.   :-(


Uhh Are you sure about this Diaz? It looks a bit cold!







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Are You Having Fun Mr Ford? Cause I think WE all are.











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Nope, I was wrong It’s Nice!
I don’t know about you guys, but I think Charlotte is mad with power



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MMMMM Conor! That looks good!