Kapa haka

Hello Fellow bloggers I am going to the Waimate North show. I am the kaia of the Haka. I hope I remember all the calls. 

I am a pakeha so it is a bit weird being the leader.   Here is a picture of the waimate north show.

Vote native

Hello we are haveing an election .
My party is the native party and we believe that all birds should have a fair chance in life.

All kids should have a cheerful education.

On the other hand the unicorn party have 20 people in there group witch is a mess up.

I recon that I will win.   But Good luck to the unicorn party.

The weeding

I have written a recount about my parents wedding. Hope you enjoy.

      The Wedding

Shot aie johnny.

It was the day of the wedding october the 15th. Me and my Brother Josh were getting ready for the Wedding.

VVVVV watt tatata,Jamie started The red rose it proulded like leopard it echoed through the valley it cracked like a whip  It stunned me like a mullet.

The   V8 ss commodore. We got out the driveway and we were gone. 180 ks going down the Ohaeawai straits. It was like being in a luxurious bullet. We arrived, the doors popped open like a can of  sprite.

We emerged from the beast and entered Paheke lodge. Half and hour later, my mum was a Clayden. We headed home and the party started. I brought out all the platters.  A little while later the 12 hour slow cooked lamb was on the table.

I chucked some of the succulent tenderized meat that was dowsed in rosemary on my plate. The potatoes were swimming in a pool of gravy.

I watched the meat absorb the gravy like sponge in a bath. The salt and pepper trickled over the meat like freshly fallen snow.

I put some of the top class meat on my fork the gravy dripped through the fork like water though loose spouting. I put the lamb in my mouth and it crumbled like freshly baked cookies. The rosemary crunched like walking over  loose gravel.

My mum and dad where happy I was  happy everyone was happy ,What a weekend.

Greats and grans day.

Hi guys tomorrow it is greats and grands day that is were your grandparents come to school and look and your blogs. This is mum poem about my aunty. Aunty Sina,My Aunty Sina is not a good Aunty she's  not even  a great Aunty she is a marvelous Aunty. Aunty Sina likes to eat spicy foods. When I was little me and Aunty sina used to pretend that we were going  on Elephant hunts. My Aunty sina is the best Aunty in the world I would not trade her for anything.

By Your Lovely Nephew Riley

Kereru count

Hello fellow bloggers.

We are doing a Kereru count for Doc ( Department of Conservation) and Me and my friend Arlo are  in a group and we have seen 4 Kereru so far.     WE write a report a bout Kereru  and Here it is

Blogging

Kia Ora everyone    Here is some information!!!!!!!

This week we have learnt how to put a link in the blog comment that we post here is my

DLO

I learnt that this is good because when you want to comment on others schools like west school they can come on to your blog.

By Riley Clayden

rifles

I learnt to point the rifle not to high and not to low  and if you are going shooting make sure that you have a firearms licence and good experience so no one gets shoot.

By Riley Clayden

Fire Brigade cup

Yesterday we Had our Fire Brigade cup on.
I played Soccer  I was  Mid fielder and I was good at it.
The ball was hard the blood was pumping the chill was coming on. My friend Arlo
Was the best in the team.   We won all our games apart from one. There were 4 sports including hockey , soccer , rippa , and netball.
It was a fun day.
this was my last  Fire Brigade cup .
 By Riley Clayden

Writing

Hi this week for writing we did story's about images.

A title

1 paragraph at least - 2 is you are a star.

You must have at least 15 lines.

8-9 sentences. Some long, some short.

2 Similes

Descriptive Character Edited

The old witch was so ugly that one direction went the other direction and the her teeth were as ugly as hard fat maggots her eyes were as big as apples.

Her ugly punk tongue taste buds as big as sprinkles .

Her eyebrows were like carrots   tiny baby carrots.

The wart on her nose is like a third eye watching you as she light the cauldron.

Her hat is like buket that got heated and the side went flat.

Her green skin is like a mix in a ogura and a bad woman.

The old lady fleas and nits in her hear.

Her ugly bum chin it looks like two chins.

The ugly witch has evil sons and daughters as her slaves.

The witch has maggots crawling in her house.

The ugly woman has ears like half oranges.

The green skinned lady an old belt the hold her hat together

The terrifying girl has an ugly face and a sad life.