Our trip to the art gallery focused on the big question we've been looking at here at school...
"How do we tell our stories?"
The 2012 Room 5 class has 26 Year 3 and 4 students. We aim to set the world on fire so stay tuned and let us know what you think!
Callum competes in the Sponge Squeeze using his right hand as he is a natural leftie |
Aden competing in the Cotton Ball Shotput |
Paolo competing in the Straw Javelin |
Measuring for the biggest footAnd the winners were ....Discus: 1st Campbell 908 cm2nd Brayden 900 cm3rd Paolo 818 cmJavelin: 1st Kelli 661 cm2nd Ty 542 cm3rd Arleyah 498 cmSponge Squeeze: 1st Josiah H 250 ml2nd Kodie 220 ml3rd Zoe 200 mlCotton Ball Shotput: 1st Brayden 943 cm2nd Josiah H 420 cm3rd Aden 400 cmBig Foot: 1st Paige 24 cm2nd Antonia 22 cm3rd Equal Alex and Rebecca S 21 cmWe had a fabulous couple of days and were all great sports when it came to supporting our fellow mathematics athletes. Overall, Josiah H was our Olympic Winner with a whopping 3 medals in different areas closely followed by Brayden who received two medals. We sung them the NZ National Anthem whilst they stood on the podium proudly representing their country!WELL DONE EVERYONE!!! |
My
hamster has a skateboard.
When he rides it, though, he falls. He takes off like a maniac and crashes into walls. He screams, "Geronimo!" and then goes crashing down the stairs. He's good at knocking tables down and slamming into chairs. He'll slalom through the living room and then you'll hear a, "Splat!" which means that he's collided with my mother or the cat. He plows right into cabinets, and smashes into doors, I think he's wrecked on every bed and every chest of drawers. It's fun to watch him ride because you're sure to hear a smash. He doesn't skate so well but, boy, he sure knows how to crash.
--Kenn
Nesbitt
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My
teacher took my iPod.
She said they had a rule; I couldn't bring it into class or even to the school. She said she would return it; I'd have it back today. But then she tried my headphones on and gave a click on Play. She looked a little startled, but after just a while she made sure we were occupied and cracked a wicked smile. Her body started swaying. Her toes began to tap. She soon was grooving in her seat and rocking to the rap. My teacher changed her mind. She said it's now okay to bring my iPod into class. She takes it every day.
--Kenn
Nesbitt
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My teacher ate my
homework,
Which I thought was rather odd. She sniffed at it and smiled with an approving sort of nod. She took a little nibble -- it's unusual, but true -- then had a somewhat larger bite and gave a thoughtful chew. I think she must have liked it, for she really went to town. She gobbled it with gusto and she wolfed the whole thing down. She licked off all her fingers, gave a burp and said, "You pass." I guess that's how they grade you when you're in a cooking class. |
I taught
my cat to clean my room,
to use a bucket, brush and broom, to dust my books and picture frames, and pick up all my toys and games. He puts my pants and shirts away, and makes my bed, and I should say it seems to me it's only fair he puts away my underwear. In fact, I think he's got it made. I'm not too happy with our trade. He may pick up my shoes and socks, but I clean out his litterbox.
--Kenn
Nesbitt
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