Science Fair Visit from Mr McNamara

On Friday the 25th of May, Mr McNamara come to visit Room 5. He teaches science at Te Kauwhata College. Mr Mac helped us with our Science Fair projects and showed us some fascinating experiments. Here are some photos from the afternoon. Thanks Whea Arna for taking them!

Term 2 Update!

Bonjour everyone, As you can tell we are still learning French. Mrs Brown has even given us French names to use during lessons. This term we are busy preparing and planning for Science Fair. We are also working on our Kia Kaha unit, looking at bullying situations and discussing how we can solve problems. Explanation has been a huge writing focus for the start of the term and we will share our explanation writing soon. During mathematics lessons we have been learning about factions and measurement units. We are all looking forward to our rural winter sports day on Friday. We will keep you posted with some pictures. From Room 5

Ceramic Tile Design - Symmetry Art

Wow!

Look at our fantastic symmetrical tile designs.

We used mixed mediums to create these ones; paint, crayon, colouring in pencil and felt.

What have we been learning?

Achievement Objective (Level 4):

Developing Practical Knowledge: Explore and use art-making conventions, applying knowledge of elements and selected principles through the use of materials and processes.

Specfic Learning Outcomes:

• Make good use of allocated times, ensuring that work is to a high standard.
• Work cooperatively in an informal activity based work environment.
• Listen to and follow instructions.
• Add colour to design in a manner that maintains it's symmetrical appearance.
• Add colour to design using paint and a fine brush.
• Trace symmetrical design 3 times to make a square design.
• Participate in discussions about symmetry, symmetrical designs and ceramic tiles.

Cluster Swimming Sports 2012 - By L.B.

Cluster Swimming Sports 2012 - By L.B.

Soggy earth, wet togs, soaked hair. The air is humid and buzzing with the sound of voices. My muscles are cramped with the effort of squatting for hours. "And the next race is...." My Howard boomed into the mega phone. My ears pricked up. "Parents vs. children". I forget my cramped muscles and wet hair, my dripping togs and the soggy ground. I crane my head anxiously. This will be good!

Mr Howard raises the clappers in the air and... Bang! Water goes flying as the racers rocket through the air, wetting everybody. The cheering grew louder and louder, as all the pupils of the schools cheered for their representatives. Onto the last lap now, Amy racing ahead of Elli. I got more and more nervous. And....

NOOOOO... I cry. I moan again. "And the winner is Mr Howard announced.....Kids!" Parents were disqualified because Amy slipped under the lane ropes! We all cheer and Hi-5 each other. Kid power!

Waiting - By L.B.

Waiting - By L.B.

Tick, tock, tick, tock. Eyes half closed, brain taking the day off, totally unfocussed. Glasses exactly half way down my face, heavy breathing. Bored, bored, bored. My fingers tapping out an addictive theme song. "Stop it!" Mum whispered. Lazily I cut it out. All the others in the room relaxed. "Gnrtmrfamaf" I replied. Stiffly, Mum ignored me.

"How long does it take for a boy to get his jabs?" rhetorically Dad questioned. Suddenly my eyes snapped open.

Trembling with fear I shakily whispered, "Pardon?"

"Nothing, nothing at all" Dad replied hurriedly. But I knew better. Dad has said too much. My arms prickled with fear, my lungs pumped like crazy. The butterflies in my stomach turned into elephants. Elephants partying with blue whales. Blue whales who had eaten skyscrapers made of lead. I stared daggers at Dad. If look could kill... But no time to think about that. I was dead meat... on a highway.... in london.

"Next!" droned the voice. My heart leapt into my mouth. I dragged my feet up the aisle, like a prisoner being led to execution. I was taken into a white room, with a spotless bed... my deathbed. I lay down, closed my eyes and waited for the pain. But none came as the needle wormed into my skin. I was alive! I had survived the injection... and the wait!

That was Summer By L.B.

The was Summer - Inspired by Marci Ridlon

Have you every heard summer?

Sure your have.

Remember that time when you were fighting through the weeds, a mass of creepers.

And you just gave up?

Remember how the cicadas sounded and the bees?

That was summer.

Remember that time, when you attempted to build a fort?

If only it hadn't crumbled away...

And you neck was blistering

But you persevered.

Remember how the Tui sounded,

All chirpy and lively?

That was summer.

If you try very hard,

Can you remember the time when you were covered in clay,

And the sun was setting,

And you had to scrub your feet

You had to!

It took a long time to take your shoes off.

Do you remember the sound of sunshine?

That was summer.

T.S. French Introduction