Friday, November 27, 2009

Teresa-Mae's Thanksgiving Recount

Journey to America

One Autumn afternoon I scurried home fiercely. My mother and father had some good news. My mother said that we were moving to America, I was only allowed to take my blanket. I had to leave all my favorite things behind. I thought the news was rather bad.

First thing in the morning, we walked to the cargo ship. It’s name was Mayflower. The ship was so disgusting that I never let go of my mother and father’s hands. It was so scary being squashed with 101 people.

Autumn had swung by, the cold days of winter were introduced. I was feeling a bit gross having no privacy while using the chamber pot. Being between the decks was horrible. It smelt disgusting. We had to sail for 65 days. Did you know that we only got fresh air when we emptied the chamber pot. We had only got 2 meals a day and because I am a pilgrim, I prayed every day for this misery to end and for a life that was special and where we could have freedom and not be bossed around by a stupid king.

Life for the captain was easy. He didn’t have to eat the same porridge and water for 65 days.

As people were getting sick, it felt like they were dead already. When there was a storm all of the people were banged into walls. It felt like they were getting bitten by 1000 bugs. Even I felt that way.

Still sailing, and no sign of land. I was chosen to empty the chamber pot and as I walked out onto the open deck. The breath of fresh air was anointing. It felt like I was brought back to life. Then I was kicked back down into the hole of nightmares.

My mother and father survived the long winter days. Coming towards us was land. A boy called out “Land ahoy!”. A long line of brave pilgrims walked proudly off the ‘Mayflower’ like a swamp of ducks. My legs were wobbling like jelly and breaking down like an electrical power cut. First touch on land was so magnificent that I could smell freedom.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Jayden's Poem about Fireworks

A snakes tail
A dragon's sneeze of sickness
Like a flare's sparkly end
They sparkle in the air
Like the sun's daughter
It smells like a fire place
Like magic

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Teresa-Mae's Poem about Fireworks

A volcano explodes, splutters and giggles out a range of rainbow sparkles
Floating and tip-toeing across the land

Chasing me day after day

Lift me up

Spin me around

As I go around the sparkles surround me
Like a city of lights

My clothes are flooded with sparkles

It lights me up
Like a shooting star

Sake's Poem about Fireworks

Gun powder sizzles
The sound is like electric stars flying through the air

It looks like a roller-coaster
Flying over the school
With shooting stars

A magic ball of fire
Zooming in the sky
And the sun glitters

Monday, September 7, 2009

Room 8 Made Kites

We have been making kites as part of our 'TAKE OFF' unit. We went out on a windy day to test our kites. Take a look at our photos!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Romeo's Cinquain Poem

Flying high
In the sky
Like listening to birds

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Ofa's Helicopter Recount

Today was really interesting, because a HUGE helicopter landed on our huge, green, great, gorgeous grass! Suddenly, the helicopter door opened. We thought they were catching criminals! But, they were actually coming to the Tamaki kids. We all shouted “THANK GOODNESS!” Align CenterThen we rushed around the helicopter like little squeaky mice. We stood in a semi-circle around the helicopter. Then we asked some very strange questions. But it didn’t really matter, because they answered our strange questions anyway. I didn’t know that a helicopter door could wriggle! The name of the helicopter that landed on our school grass was ‘POLICE ONE’. When it flew back to base, the blades twisted around in a circle as fast as the fastest human in history. That was the first helicopter I had ever seen in real life. I will never forget it!

In My Magic Box

In my magic box

there is a lime and gold strawberry valley
with gumdrops that fall from the skies when it rains

The birds in my valley are aqua and violet
when my birds fly, they make a range of ice cream clouds
like soft marshmallows

When an aeroplane goes by
it flashes amazing colours like a disco ball
and lights up the sky

My dark red, black and orange vines are like fire
I cuddle up in my furry webs
I eat special mango leaves

When it is dawn, the egg cracks
and splashes the speedy sun out like flaming water
that rises through the blow-holes

The colours of my fish are baby blue
they dart through and they catch lightning scales
like a flashing rainbow

My valley in my magic box.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Teresa-Mae's Helicopter Recount

‘Eagle One’ was at Tamaki Primary today. I felt really spoilt to have them come to our school! They came on the 31st of July, 2009 – a Friday. They came to help us learn about TAKE OFF.

The helicopter was like wind smashing the ice. This helicopter was shaped like a fish. I felt amazed by how this helicopter moved and flew.

I was surprised to hear that the helicopter can go up to 1000ft! That’s even higher than a troll!

By Teresa-Mae, Room 8