poem

     

A Holiday with Grandad

The new barge is coming together

because of the weather

it's taking forever.

The old green truck putting up the hill .

Gandads in the truck having a durry

waiting for me

to come and start work.

Big shiny barge

white wheel house  Full of welding rods paint spills  

By Riley

Poetry Writing

27-07-15

We wrote our own poem because Paula Green the poet came to my school.  Our poem was based on her ideas of finding our favourite place.

Topic Nanas and Grandads

green brown yellow red black blue orange white pink grey .

driveway truck car house dog cottage cigarette xbox playstation shoes lighter plants  old people.

happy quite fun talking smelling play running helping

kookaburra talking water truck car lighter feet tyres window.

squawking hitting winding  splashing broom flicking .

grey driveway and

brown house

green plants and

lots of white cigarettes

kookaburra squawking

trucks tyres and pink shoes and old people.  

touch

Touch Rugby Every day at school we play touch league rules and some days we play half field and some days we play whole field. It's so much fun.

poetry

A poet Is beyond compare a poet is someone who is there a poet is smart a poet is clever a poet is better. you can be a poet so go do it

Fire Brigade Cup

Fire Brigade Cup on Monday. There was a great variety of sports, but the one that caught my eye was Rugby League. I was the kicker and I was good at it. My friend Joseph got a try straight away and it was all my good kick. We played the Tautoro Titans and I was running hard and straight. There it was, the ultimate prize the try line. But I was tackled hard and fast by the Titans captain Peri. The whistle sounded and the kick went up THUMP!! The ball hit the ground and the other team was away. Not for long though the whole team was on them. Held called the Ref Held!! I was the marker, when the 2 passes had been I had left  the place I no longer stood.  Held called the Ref held!! Then it happened, they scored.  I was let down by this, but there was still a chance to win you never know.  The hooter sounded, half time the Ref called . We jogged off and ate some lollies for a sugar rush. Back on now. We slowly jogged back on. The hooter sounded, it was their kick and my friend Tai caught it.  He stepped and stepped through them. He offloaded to me and I did it again, so close but so far away. Full time 6 - 3 to us!  What a great win.

My Organiser

Title: born in the year of the rabbit

Hua Yan lives in China. The city of Zhengzhou

. The medium sized city of about eight million
eight million people live near the yellow river

In China you are only allowed to have one kid. Because their population is so big.

The yellow river is a great place in this book for having picnics.

There is a three hour break between midday to 3 pm and some kids go home and have lunch..

ten minute breaks are the only time they get to have time out of class.

On weekdays, classes start at 8a.m.,and school finishes at  5pm

Hua yan and his friend ask if they can go to nearby where they park and drive electric jeeps . This is my Organiser so I have to rite it out so my teacher can read it

My Maths

There were 7 barrels
 and each barrel weighs
27 kgs  How much do they weigh altogether?


10 X 27 =270  
270 -   3 x 27 = 81
270 - 81 = 189