The Scarf

Susan makes me a scarf

A water ribbon around my neck

A rain drop

A deep dark sea

A giant river

A bright sign that tells the cold to go away

The 5 Bridge Forces

MY Kool KAHOOT

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Matariki poem

On Matariki

Whanau and friends gather,

It’s a time to celebrate

And reflect on our past and future.

We learn……

To share.

To love.

And to be grateful.

We eat lots of kai, and spend

Time with our family

Matariki means a lot.

By Isabella.c

30.6.17 H2

Bad day!!! :

6 years ago, when I was 3

I was brushing my teeth, and before I knew it I was at hospital

“Wa wa wa what happenzzz”

“What happened was red thick oozy substance came out of your poor little mouth, darling”

“OH MAMA!!!”   

“Which was blood” Dun dun duuuh!

“OH” “wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa” “ I hate blood”

After some chat I had to be put to sleep for surgery (I don’t know why?) to get my tonsils out.

I woke up, I still felt like I was going to puke (Again)

They gave me medicine and ice blocks. I stayed at the hospital for a few weeks, the I could finally go home.

The horse ride :) 🐴

Horsey

“Tap tap tap”

I could feel my body bouncing on the horse's back, Maximas spy’s some hay and runs straight

To eat.

After a minute the lady noticed that the horse has stopped to eat…?!?!?!?!?!?

After that accident (Which happens again and again) I was riding the wind (Not, really)

And i’m happy to say I could hear Maximus's hooves clicking once more. (YaY!)

I drop of Maximas course my ride was over.

I did 4 laps and on the first lap I said

“I’m riding a unicorn”
Lap 2

“YaY! Riding the wind YaY!”

Lap 3

“Boning Boning Boning, so bouncy”

Lap 4

“Ha ha ha ha soooooo tired”

Then the pats … I mean Laaaaaa Psssss, I meant laps were done, I flopped on the cold grass for a break.

“YaY, mission accomplished”

And that was the horsey|pony ride . . . The end.

C1 Blendspace

B1 Bee Popplet

My Honey Bee :3

My Honey Bee :3

The head navigates to pollen paradise.

The thorax shakes the wings.

The abdomen stings my hand.

The wind is drifting the bee to safety.

By Isabella

my special place:)

             My special place

Just before home,         

Past swaying purple flower bush and a round- a- bout, the uneven mail boxes leads to the drive-way. It’s here that the door gleaming its old glory-finally clicks and opens up.

I came from a long day of school i wait for dad to pick me up, he arrives I hop into the the car and on my journey to home. We pass the Donimos pizza place, we curve left and right, up the hill past the purple bush, past the roundabout and into the driveway. Finally home. YAY!.

I walk inside go past the hallway open my bedroom door and flop on my bed and relax. It feels as if i’m on a vacation.