Kia ora! I am a Year 7 student in Room 5 at Ahipara School, in the Far North of New Zealand. My teacher is Ms Peters. This is where I share my learning. Please leave a positive, thoughtful, helpful comment.
Monday, June 28, 2021
Thursday, June 17, 2021
Show Don't Tell The Drop...
Show Don't Tell The Drop...
Before:
Butterflies flew in my stomach, I was scared.
After:
Sweat trickled down my forehead, blood pumped rapidly through my veins. The canyon stretched out before me as daunting and as deep as ever.
I could distantly hear the crowd and commentators yelling and screaming animatedly as they seemed far away. The crowd screamed at me to go, my whole life had been leading up to this moment of time… It was time to make the drop.
Walt: Show don't tell
Over the last couple of days, the class has been working on an exciting show don't tell story. It has been super fun I really enjoyed making my awesome show don't tell story. I hope you like it!
Refection:
Tuesday, June 15, 2021
Get into gaming! Day one
Walt: Get into gaming
I learned that gaming is a sport in New Zealand.
I also learned that you can get a lot of money from esport.
Wednesday, June 9, 2021
Perseverance poster
Walt: Perseverance
Over the last couple of weeks, the class has been working on PB4L and perseverance. It has been super fun I really enjoyed making my awesome PB4L poster. I hope you like it!
Thursday, June 3, 2021
The Moa
Walt: Tightening tension and sizzling start
Over the last couple of weeks, the class has been working on making sizzling starts and tightening tension. It has been super fun I really enjoyed making my ancient Aotearoa story. I hope you like it
The Moa
Thump, Thump, Thump! The Moa ran across the plain adrenaline pumped through her ancient but muscular legs. Up ahead the eagle screamed with rage, he wasn’t going to stop until she was dead.
She had to get back to her eggs but first, she needed to be in the cover of the punga ferns. 75mm talons viciously tore at her back. Feathers flew into the air and fell down like raindrops. She Screamed with blind pain, blood oozing through her feathers.
Her large body stumbled through the shade of the punga, her vision was blurred, the gash was deep. She tripped over a thick pohutukawa root, her head smacked back down onto the ice-cold earth. Her eyes slowly focused on the beautiful speckled eggs, reality slowly clicked in, she would never see her eggs hatch. Sadness overwhelmed her as her life slowly faded away...
Hunter Marsh