Tuesday, 7 November 2017

WALT: Use persuasive writing

For writing this week we have been writing a letter to the future Prime Minster.For writing this week we have been writing a letter to the future Prime Minster.For writing this week we have been writing a letter to the future Prime Minster.

Halsey Drive School
106 Halsey Drive
Rt Hon Bill English/Jacinda Ardern      Auckland
Prime Minister          1042
Freepost Parliament
Private Bag 18 888
Parliament Buildings
Wellington 6160

Thursday 21st September 2017

Dear Prime Minister,

Congratulations with your very successful election campaign in 2017. My class and I have been discussing the election and a lot of the key issues very closely. Your election campaign was very good and it obviously was successful but you may have forgotten something from the debates. I believe that the voting age should be reduced so that from 18 it should go down to 16. I mean you are very smart and successful so I was wondering if you would agree with my argument.

Firstly I believe that young adults should be allowed to vote at the age of 16 because if they can drive,join the army, take care of younger kids, have a job and stay at home alone then they should be able to vote. While some people argue that 16 year olds are too young I have to say that they are more globally aware. Generations before us they aren’t as educated with devices. Where as this generation uses devices more. This means that we can read articles or watch videos about the election.

I believe that we have came to the stage where you have to agree with me that 16 year olds should be able to vote in the election.

Yours faithfully

Nikita and Sherlyn

Tale of Despereaux Stained Glass Window of Miggery Sow

In the book 'Tale of Despereaux' Miggery Sow is a little girl who's had a rough life. Her dream is to become a princess. She has cauliflower ears from all the clouts (smacks) on the ear. She is extremely fat from all the food she ate in the castle. For reading we made stain glass windows using the characters from the story 'Tale of Despereaux'.

Tuesday, 26 September 2017

WALT create a dream journal inspired by BFG

This dream is about when I is able to fly.  
It is a real phizzwizard. Whenever I is doing a peace sign I is able to fly. I was about to go fly to the moon when I had a great ringbeller! I should prank my bruther!  So I is walking up to my brother who is busy watching youtube videos. I nag him until he is outside and when he is in the garden I pick him up. I is fly high up in the sky. He is getting spindles.  The human beans on the ground are looking high up and freaking out. I is feeling speciall. When I is over a forest I drop him. I never see him again. It is a big whoopsy. Then my mumme says “Is you dreamn about dropping your brother again!”

By Sherlyn

It was Roald Dahl's birthday on the 14th September. So my class decided to create are own dream jars  and draw a special dream (inspired by BFG). We then wrote a description about our dreams in BFG language. Hope you enjoy!

WALT make a book about creepy crawlies

WALT write a narrative

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                       The Enchanted Button
Cassandra Blonde was only two steps away from reaching the top of the climbing wall in clip n climb. As an 11 year old Cassandra was an outgoing, joyful girl who was absolutely obsessed with unicorns. She just loved clip n climb even though she never actually reached the top and pressed the button. She could go to clip n climb whenever she wanted because she was unquestionably rich. As she turned around she could see the rocky terrain of clip n climb. She had never been so excited to do anything in her life.

Her hand was just an inch away from the button she just needed to stretch her arm a little higher, finally she was able to press the button. As she pushed the button with all her might something strange happened everything was blank it was as if she was teleporting to a whole new world. For a moment everything was close mouthed but then she could hear childish music. She finally reached her destination and she was terrified, I mean wouldn’t you be to. With a tight grip Cassandra took out her iphone 200 000 000 000 and went on google maps her phone told her she was in Unicorn Land. Everything made sense NOT but Cassandra decided to keep her cool and go explore to see if google maps was telling the truth.

As she tramped along the clouds she saw a herd of unicorns. OMG am I dreaming she thought. The unicorns gathered around Cassandra. She felt as if they were trapping her. A blazing hot heat blew amongst the air in Unicorn land. What is going on she was trying her best to understand. A big vicious bloodcurdling dragon approached her and the unicorns. The unicorns still protected Cassandra through this whole nightmare. Suddenly the dragon started stepping on all of those innocent, pink unicorns. Her heart was not beating normally. She rapidly jumped on the fluffiest unicorn she could find like there was no tomorrow.

She flew around on the unicorn looking for a place to escape.
Cassandra was down in the dumps. She was worried she would never make it home. She raced along looking for an exit with a dragon right behind her. She finally spotted a button covered with a thick layer of fluffy clouds. She hopped of the unicorn and put her hand over the button she pushed the button again with all her might. Everything was blank she was teleporting back home.

She found herself with her hand on the button at the top of the rock climbing wall. She turned around to make sure she was in her world.
“Hey, that walls closed” called a dragon who was standing  underneath her.

“Oh sorry” she replied.

WALT- describe a moment in time

WALT Describe a moment in time
  • Present tense
  • Describe what you think, see and feel
  • First person - I, we, my,
  • Descriptive language - adjectives, verbs, similes,
  • Range of sentence starters

On my way to work

“Morning Sherlyn,” came the deep rumbling voice from beside me. I turn around to find myself near a huge, snow white monster. Hesitating I YELL “ Umm Good Morning Fred.” The traffic light seems to be taking forever. “Hurry up traffic light,”  I mutter to myself. Whenever I am near Fred I feel awkward everyone stares, babies cry, girls scream... It’s crazy. My lips are getting dry and I start sweating more than a kid after doing cross country. The traffic light finally turns green. “Took you long enough,” I whisper. I start jogging past Fred but he is to fast. After a while I find myself hiding in a rubbish bin in an alleyway. Could this be my life? I wonder. I decide that Fred is probably already gone to work so I get out of the bin and leave. But I am wrong he is there waiting for me to come out. There are these little boys crowded around him patting him like he was a dog. I can’t blame them his fur is really soft but he was not even close to being a dog he was a GIANT MONSTER!!! Parents start screaming and grabbing their kids away while giving me disgusted looks.. I feel so embarrassed but it isn’t my fault, it’s his. Bravely I say “Fred, I need to tell you something,” but he rudely interrupts me by saying ”Sherlyn, STOP distracting me I got to go to work!’

Great gob Sherlyn I really enjoyed your story and you used lots of describing words.

Tuesday, 12 September 2017

WALT use repetition

   Sorry Mum…..
I did clean my room
but my stupid brother messed it up.
The cat ran outside and I had to chase after her.
You’re blessed to have a daughter like me

Sorry Mum…..
I was busy at a birthday party
And my blood brother got into mischief.
Now my room smells really farty!
I promise i’ll clean it ‘soon’!

Sorry Mum…..
I was playing ROBLOX with my friends
and lost track of time!
I was just about to clean it
but I found a dime!

  Sorry Mum…..
A tornado hit my room
I was freaking out.
I was doomed
what could I do now?

Sorry Mum…..
Unicorns invaded our house
I was struck with amazement.
It was so cool
But they ran into our basement!

                     I spent all night coming up with excuses
                                        it was no use!
                                    what a horrible sight

                      so don’t make excuses because it’s no point.
My class has been writing a poem about excuses using repetition I hope you enjoyed it.