Today we had an Olympic ambassador visiting our classroom. Her name was Brooke Neal and she is a hockey player. She talked about values. Excellence, friendship, family and pride. She told us more about the Village in rio where she stayed but the village is like the city. Would you want to go to Rio?
I am a Year 8 student at Glen Innes School. I am in room 8 and my teacher is Mrs Ramkolowan.
Thursday, 27 October 2016
Basketball
Last week My class and I went outside to play basketball. there were two coaches, named Yaron and Malik. We learnt lots of new skills. after dribbling around we had a 4v4 match. I scored a 2pt. Are you good at basketball>?
Snowboard Run
Tuesday, 18 October 2016
descriptive writing
WALT: write a descriptive paragraph using imagery
Just as I got in the main city of Nepal I felt the ground shaking. The building started to collapse one by one, I could see wires moving continuously. Suddenly there was some blood shed. Some of the blood even trickled down in my mouth leaving a sour taste. People were screaming for their life, well I was running for my life. I felt like crying. Dogs were barking, nobody was there to help them.
Just as I got in the main city of Nepal I felt the ground shaking. The building started to collapse one by one, I could see wires moving continuously. Suddenly there was some blood shed. Some of the blood even trickled down in my mouth leaving a sour taste. People were screaming for their life, well I was running for my life. I felt like crying. Dogs were barking, nobody was there to help them.
Friday, 14 October 2016
Prototec 1.91
Today I did a Basic facts practice. It was not that hard but on the fraction section I start struggling. I need to practice my fractions to get 95% so I can go to stage 8.
Personification poem
The lonely tree cries the
coconut down. It’s only
friend is the water. He
wished that he had
another companion.
Walt: write a paragraph using personification
I hear kids laughing, birds begging for more, the waves crashing on the seashore. I see all the birds flapping around all the little treasure that is dreading to be found. The steaming sand blew into the dancing water. The waves come in and hug the sand. The wind whispered to the trees.
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