My Poem

Imagine a disgusting room filled with cockroaches everything broken and is incapable to live no one bothered to clean it. Gross right well here is a poem that I wrote about a photo I saw. Over the past weeks we have been learning about poems and schemes within the poems.

The room starts to rumble

The ceiling began to crumble

Smelling mould

I start to get a cold

Everything’s broken

And it can’t be spoken

Disgusting floors

Covered in paint

Broken draws

I wanted to faint

Our Poem

This term we are learning about poems. And this is a poem that Sela, Mao , Jalen , Leila and I wrote. First we had to write a stanza about a photo Mr Wiseman showed us. After that we had to get into groups of five and put all our stanza's together and make a whole poem. This is our poem after in is finished.

Dusty Room

Tearing walls ripping down

The smell of mould goes round and round

The taste of black Liquorice  makes everything vicious

Windy sounds come rushing through in different areas of the room

From wall to wall the smell gets stronger

Inside and outside no smell of delight

Trapped all alone and nowhere to go     

But no need to stress it's just a big mess

Walking through the door

we notice the ripped walls

moulded roofs

with rats crawling through

 

and cockroaches

crawling round and round         

As I arrived in the room I looked down.

And I see Paint falling off the roof and I start to drown

I could smell a Musty smell on the wall.

Than I start feeling small.

When I looked around I can hear the Mouse's footsteps running on the roof.

But I wish it would be soundproof

As I drew the Curtains then I feel goosebumps coming up my arm

As I walk around the room I have this kind of dry taste in my mouth like I want to spew it out.

The room starts to rumble

 The ceiling began to crumble

Smelling mould

I start to get a cold

Everything’s broken

And it can’t be spoken

Disgusting floors

Covered in paint

Broken draws

I wanted to faint

No one's Race

This week we are writing about recounts there is a photo we have to write about and write of one of the contestants and there perspective.

As I walked to the starting line a hard long running track I already had sweat dripping down my face it didn’t help that it was a hot sunny day. A huge crowd around me at the panathenaic stadium to know who would win the race.

My stomach was filled with butterflies aching just wanting this race to finish already. The smell of body odour throughout all the contestants it  was horrifying  , Also hearing their heartbeats pounding and pounding . 

First the gunshot went off and everyone started to run gently trying not to slow down and let anyone past. Then we all began to run a little faster wanting to get past the finish line I was coming second pacing and pacing myself.

Then I began to speed up because the contestant behind me was slightly beginning to overtake me.But I wouldn’t let him the finish line felt like a mile away so I tried to catch up with the contestant coming first.

After that I was coming a tie with the contestant who was coming first. Fifty meters away hearing the loud footsteps coming from behind me so I speed up and then I saw the contestant I was running off starting to slow down.

Finally I sprinted all the way past the finish line I felt really relieved because I made it and I came first. The  crowd yelling my name was awesome and all the contestants were still happy they actually made it too.

I was surprised that I came first but also relieved because all the contestants had done it a one kilometer run we all clapped hands and yelled “We did it” .

Tamaki Talk

This morning six year nine's and Mrs Moore from Tamaki College came to talk to us about Tamaki College , They were telling us the experience of being in College . They were telling us what we do and there favourite subjects and other stuff , Most of the year nines favourite subjects were P.E , because most of them loved sports. The hardest things that they disliked was Science . My favourite part I liked was when our year eights asked them questions , and some of them were a bit tricky . 

Reflection Post

So far this term, I have learnt a lot which is good for me next year in college, I have being focused and learning a lot more

My first highlight was Sports , I really love sports especially rugby that is my favourite sport . I really liked training from 12:45 - 1:45 for 2 weeks , because we made it into the Auckland championships . But sadly we came 5 th ,  I really liked training because I learnt more about my position which is open side flanker . And I have gotten fitter and and loss weight.

My second highlight was my learning , I have learnt heaps of new things . Like how to creative new things and a lot more , My favourite subject at school is maths I really love maths because I am really good at it .

And my third highlight was Interval and  Lunch Time , I like playing a lot of things and I like playing around and doing new things everyday . The main thing I like to do during interval and lunch , is playing sports and eating because we get a break off our learning , and do what we want.

The two things I need to improve on is being focus and doing more work for next year in college , And my second thing I need to improve on is getting to school on time because I come to school late sometimes .

Before the year ends I would like to have high standards and a really good report for college so I can attend a good and welcoming college . I would like to be a very good person and would like to play heaps of sports , so I can try a lot of new things.

I hope everybody has a nice and fun holidays!!

My Letter To William Stowers

NAME _Ebony_

ADDRESS_Pt england road_

POSTCODE ____________

DATE _18th of may 2015_

Dear William Stowers,

my name is Ebony I go to Pt England School in Auckland, New Zealand . I’ve written a letter to you because I just saw the letter you wrote to your brother Louis I hope you recover soon .

I am really happy you survived  your injury it looks really sore .  I hope for you and your brother’s  to see eachother again . I wish you luck for when you go back to world war 1 in 9 months. In my thought’s I think that you should be sent home because of your injury but the government is going to send you back  to the war.

Yours sincerely: Ebony Watene