Lost fairytale

24/07/19

Lost Fairytale

It was just an ordinary day, I was walking home from school when suddenly I see this path. It had trees surrounding it, with birds singing and deer leaping. It was beautiful. I started to walk down but when I looked back the trees closed me in. When I turned to look back in front of me I saw this beam of sunlight, it was covered up by a bush. As I shoved the bushes out of the way it started to get brighter. 

I walked towards the light, I looked up and saw this amazing castle. As I started to walk towards the castle I got stopped by two big men, known as Tweedle dee and Tweedle dum. They spoke in deep loud voices and said “You shall not pass by order of the queen”.

I slowly backed away with my mouth wide open in shock. I managed to blurt out “ is this a dream? “...

100 word story!

What’s Behind the Door?



There is a door up on a hill not far from my house. I was bored so I decided to go. I got to the door I looked around it on both sides, it was just grass. I didn't think that anything scary was going to be behind this door because I could see behind it… JUST GRASS. I opened the door and… AHHHH, there was snow and rainbows and unicorns everywhere. I stepped out and closed the door, I looked on both sides again and just grass. Was this MAGIC or something? Dun dun dun…

Right place, Right time!

Kia ora blog readers!
In room 3 we are learning to be in the right place at the right time, so we made a comic strip to remind us not to play on games when we are surpost to be doing our work.
(im still working on this)

do you have any tips for us?

Reversibility, Don't subtract add!

In my class we are learning how to do reversibility
Don't Subtract, ADD!

  

NO RUBBISH!

This poster is about making Waitohu School rubbish free.

My Husky poem

I am a Huskie🐕

I am a Huskie prancing through the snow
I wonder if the birds can understand me
I hear the wind howling everyday
I see my footprints in the snow
I want to find my friends
I am wild and cheeky

I pretended to be happy
I feel upset when I am not with my pack
I touch the snow
I worry about my pack
I cry when I can not find them
I am a Huskie

I understand that we are wild
I say that I will be ok
I dream for them to come back
I try to have fun on my own
I hope for them to come back
I am a Huskie prancing though the snow                     This poem is about my 2 Huskies at home
                                                                                  I have 1 called Xander and 1 called Cleo