We are a class of Year 5 and 6 students from Tamaki Primary! Our teacher is Miss Morrison.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Faith Describes Her Beautiful Place
Far beyond the sea of the world is my beautiful place, So if you want to know more about my beautiful place then read through these magical paragraphs carefully.
It was one bright Saturday morning, and as I took a look outside my bedroom window I could see the flow of sand drifting through the cute baby's little fingers, little girls dressed in stunning island costumes, as if they were going to dance at a show and old people walking velvetly with their canes and walking sticks.
I heard my mum calling me from a far distance telling me to get dressed. I took one step outside our house door and I could hear the soft voices of old people talking to each other, the happy laughter of the little ones and mostly, the amazing sound of my grandfather and his 6 brothers strumming the guitar, ukelele and the beat of the island drums playing from the heart. It felt like I was at a festival dancing to the beat of the music with my hula skirt, coco nut shells and a manea (pretty or beautiful) tiare (fragipani type of a pretty flower) in my ear. I could hear the strong mighty voice of my family cheering for me with lots pride.
Then suddenly something had caught the tip of my nose so, I follow the tracks of that smell and it led me to Nana's mammoth house which was down the road and she was cooking my favourite... poke (traditional banana or cabbon bread pudding).
When I entered Nana’s house I felt the smoothness of her tall bright green walls. She saw me with happiness as if she had won the lotto so I gave her a big hug and when I did it felt like a big blanket full of love had reached over me. I felt like a really special person who was loved.
The poke was now ready and when I took spoon full of poke it was as if I was in Heaven. It tasted so wonderfully cooked I wanted to have more. But it was now time for me to go, so I touched Nana’s pretty young face once more and left her with all my love.
Have you guessed what my beautiful place was? Well anyway it was Rarotonga which is one of the 15 islands in the country Cook Islands. This is my beautiful place and I will aways treasure my special time that I had there in my heart, soul and mind.
It was one bright Saturday morning, and as I took a look outside my bedroom window I could see the flow of sand drifting through the cute baby's little fingers, little girls dressed in stunning island costumes, as if they were going to dance at a show and old people walking velvetly with their canes and walking sticks.
I heard my mum calling me from a far distance telling me to get dressed. I took one step outside our house door and I could hear the soft voices of old people talking to each other, the happy laughter of the little ones and mostly, the amazing sound of my grandfather and his 6 brothers strumming the guitar, ukelele and the beat of the island drums playing from the heart. It felt like I was at a festival dancing to the beat of the music with my hula skirt, coco nut shells and a manea (pretty or beautiful) tiare (fragipani type of a pretty flower) in my ear. I could hear the strong mighty voice of my family cheering for me with lots pride.
Then suddenly something had caught the tip of my nose so, I follow the tracks of that smell and it led me to Nana's mammoth house which was down the road and she was cooking my favourite... poke (traditional banana or cabbon bread pudding).
When I entered Nana’s house I felt the smoothness of her tall bright green walls. She saw me with happiness as if she had won the lotto so I gave her a big hug and when I did it felt like a big blanket full of love had reached over me. I felt like a really special person who was loved.
The poke was now ready and when I took spoon full of poke it was as if I was in Heaven. It tasted so wonderfully cooked I wanted to have more. But it was now time for me to go, so I touched Nana’s pretty young face once more and left her with all my love.
Have you guessed what my beautiful place was? Well anyway it was Rarotonga which is one of the 15 islands in the country Cook Islands. This is my beautiful place and I will aways treasure my special time that I had there in my heart, soul and mind.
Mavis Describes Her Beautiful Place
Far beyond the exhausted sun... a paradise comes alive! The sun hulas across the island to capture the essence of paradise.
Mysterious, rare creatures dart around the island desperately, looking for anything crunchy to munch on. Water trickles down the water fall, like tears collapsing onto a pillow of candy floss. Light winds swoop the leaves off their feet and dance under the banana-shaped sun.
An immense flavour oozes between my teeth tempting me to dream. A mountain of divine raspberry fruit, melts blissfully in my mouth. What a sweet taste! Tears of white chocolate dive down dramatically from the blank blue sky shimmering like diamonds under the oven-like sun . Beautiful blue candy floss bounces in between brazillian butterflies causing them to splutter in surprise.
An exotic, fragrant smell of banana leaves fizz under my nose like fireworks. Sea water pushes small parcels of their strong smell into the weak air. The smell of a Samoan umu flutters across the island. Tongan meals being prepared by gum gum bears are already nearly running out. The smell of a Maori hangi hangs above my head making me lick my lips.
My eyes flutter with excitement as coconuts fall down like crazy.My veins giggle with excitement. Frosty air dances like a bunch of hooligans. Velvet pieces of cake served into my hands by grape-coloured ice creams.
White polar bears sing goodnight. Day throws in night as if controlled by a flick of a switch.Fire cackles aways into the night.
Under the moon light glow, lays my paradise...sound asleep.
Mysterious, rare creatures dart around the island desperately, looking for anything crunchy to munch on. Water trickles down the water fall, like tears collapsing onto a pillow of candy floss. Light winds swoop the leaves off their feet and dance under the banana-shaped sun.
An immense flavour oozes between my teeth tempting me to dream. A mountain of divine raspberry fruit, melts blissfully in my mouth. What a sweet taste! Tears of white chocolate dive down dramatically from the blank blue sky shimmering like diamonds under the oven-like sun . Beautiful blue candy floss bounces in between brazillian butterflies causing them to splutter in surprise.
An exotic, fragrant smell of banana leaves fizz under my nose like fireworks. Sea water pushes small parcels of their strong smell into the weak air. The smell of a Samoan umu flutters across the island. Tongan meals being prepared by gum gum bears are already nearly running out. The smell of a Maori hangi hangs above my head making me lick my lips.
My eyes flutter with excitement as coconuts fall down like crazy.My veins giggle with excitement. Frosty air dances like a bunch of hooligans. Velvet pieces of cake served into my hands by grape-coloured ice creams.
White polar bears sing goodnight. Day throws in night as if controlled by a flick of a switch.Fire cackles aways into the night.
Under the moon light glow, lays my paradise...sound asleep.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
FLASHMOB
Here is our Manaiakalani Film Festival Movie! We hope you enjoy watching it as much as we enjoyed performing it and surprising our school!
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