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Wednesday 18 September 2013

The seven goats

Mrs Goat and her seven little kids

Once upon a time there were seven little goats with mummy goat. Mummy goat said ‘don’t open the door or Mr Wolf will come and eat you ok.’ The seven goats replied ok mum.

Mum went off to go shopping, then someone knocks on the door. ‘Who is it’ and a hungry noise said open the door open the door it’s your mother’ ‘but you talk different then mums sound her voice sounds like a musical squeaky noise you're the wolf go away.’ So then the big wolf down to the squeaky musical voice.

The bird was singing, the wolf said teach me how to say a squeaky voice. So he learnt how to talk like mummy goat. He went down to the seven goats, He knock on the door and said ‘It’s mummy goat’ you sound like mummy goat but show me you tail.

Wow what hairy tail you got. YY EEEEoooooooooooooo the baby goat bit it’s tail. ‘Mummy goat has a skinny tail not a hairy tail.’ Baby goat let go the Wolf was crying like a baby.

So the big wolf went to the dentist for it’s tail. The dental Clinic said ‘what would I do for you.’ Wolf said ‘I need my tail skinny ok’ Clinic said ‘but we don’t’ ‘DO IT or I will eat your beek.

‘Ok I will’ so the clinic said ‘all done’ the big wolf went to the goats house and knocked on the door soft. Goats said ‘who is It It’s me your mum. Can I check your tail’ ‘ok’ ‘all clean’ ‘can I see your hands’ the wolf cried oh no YYYYYYYYY EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE O.

The baby goat bit his hand. ‘You’ve got hairy hand’s go home. But the wolf smashed the door and ate everyone except the baby goat.

The baby goat told mummy goat. Mummy goat got angry and knocked him out. all the goats came out of the wolf's mouth. Thats the end of my teller story. BYE

Tuesday 10 September 2013

Raping for reading

Write and record a short 4 lined rhyming rap to share why reading is great.
So this week we are promoting reading to other Pt England Children through short, rhyming raps. We want them to know how great reading is.

Bee in a tree, it was just for me.
Found my self a fuzzy big tree.


Ball got small and just got pale.
Looked at my face and just went haled.

Monday 2 September 2013

Frank's cross country 2013

 Plan my recount carefully so I am clear about what I am writing and why

Walking to our run we had to sit on the concrete. Waiting for the juniors to do there run, everyone got so hot that they were just cheering. Trying to go to the shade but my teacher said ‘no.’ I said to Miss Garden if I ‘could go to the toilet’ she said ‘yes.’



I went to the toilet and put water on my face I got so chilled. I went back out and sat on the concrete, it was almost time for our run. Then it was time, we went to track Mr burt said ‘On your mark GO we ran down the mud some people were gathering in front of me I got tired but I
had to just keep going because my mum told me if you win this I might go to warehouse.



So I ran hard when I got to the reserve mud just smashed onto my face. Once I looked back some of the runners were mucking around in the mud. I thought I might come first th but I saw Sione  was coming in the lead I didn’t want that to happen.



So I went hard, I catched up to number 10. I was so wearing but then I went past and was sprinting so fast I got to the corners mud just went every where my eyes blinked and my hips was crunched up together I thought I needed to go to the doctors. I went to finished line I was so happy once I saw that finish line.

I was finish and took a break and drank one cup of cold water. I went to wash my feets and went inside my classroom. The end