Tuesday, 8 May 2018

The White Crane

In Reading my group and I studied old myths. This is the one that I chose.
The story is a Korean story called The White Crane. It is about a girl taken in by a couple. But this girl is special because she can turn into a white crane. I learnt from the story that if you do something good for someone they will do something good in return. I enjoyed reading this story.

Wednesday, 11 April 2018

The storm

This poem was inspired by the enormous storm that hit Auckland.
The Storm
I see destroyed houses with lightning hovering above each one
I hear glass shattering with wild roars
I smell the burning smoke crawling through my body 
I taste cold dry wind blowing me away
I touch the broken cars stinging my fingers 
It makes me feel miserable and dark.

Tuesday, 10 April 2018

Statistics

In Room 6 math's class we have been doing statistical investigations. First we learnt about  stem and leaf graphs and did fun investigations on sports . We also learnt how to make graphs on Excel. We learnt how to make pie graphs and different types of bar graphs. Below are some of the graphs my partner and I have made on Excel.

Friday, 6 April 2018

Good Friday

Good Friday is the day of Jesus's death. He died at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Before that he shared his body and blood. The clothes the priest where's is red. This is because they want to show the blood of Jesus Christ.

Thursday, 5 April 2018

Mantra

This is my mantra. Everyone in my class did one. A mantra is a positive message to inspire you and make you a better person. My mantra is inspired for people who would give up easily. For them to try harder.

Saturday, 24 March 2018

Gospel Poster

This is the poster that my team and I made. It's about the Gospels. From Luke, Mark, John, and Matthew. It took a bit of drafting, but we got through it. And this is the result.                                                     

Thursday, 15 March 2018

Home

Home was usual enough: it had a couch, tv, carpet, mirror and next to the mirror a shoe rack we always use.

My Dad and I did what boys do: shout, cry, go wild hide from my brother and annoy my Mum.

Doing nothing important.