ANZAC Poems

We have been learning about ANZAC during class. For writing this week we have focused on vocabulary and painting a picture in the audience's head while they read.  We followed a plan to write our poems and then we changed the font to a script and stained them with tea for effect. 

Emma's ANZAC Poem:

           A Soldier's Life At War

Unable to take one step covered in mud,

Seeing men coughing, in pain unable to sit or stand up,

Sprinting away  trying to save my self,

Trying to get some rest without ending up in  the hospital or dead,

All of us on the battlefield not able to recognize where we are or what's going on,

Not able to realise all of the gas shells falling behind me,

Were moving like drunk, sick men,

Painful feet with cuts and no boots or shoes,

There is poisonous gas around me I put on my gasmask  do the others know?

Getting my mask on with all the energy I can muster,

Hearing a weak man yelling and screaming as the gas goes down his throat and into his lungs,

Being blinded and killed in seconds,

Not seeing your mates through the big, green clouds.

Hoping that they aren't lying somewhere helpless.

I watch my comrade come through the  smoke seeing him cough as the gas goes through his lungs,

I know that he will die seeing him suffer was the worst part I will never forget this moment of life,

Imagine what it would be like carrying a young comrade to a wagon watching him suffer and die.

The young blond haired males face turned red then purple and white becoming a ghost,

He uses some of his last energy saying,

“ Take care of my wife and children, tell them that love them.”

His body relaxers as I put him the wagon,

That starts to move on uneven ground,

Forcing his lungs start to turn to blood and snot,

Green snot made by his insides.

Have you been in any pain or watched  someone suffer like that,

Nobody would think that it’s glorious to die in the war especially not by gas,

It is a nightmare to experience the war or to be hiding from gas shells  and bombs.

Nobody should have to hide from their fears  not been able to have fun hopping your family is alive.

Zara's ANZAC Poem:

Sickness had crept in, men are coughing like crazy.

Our legs weak, muddy bodies are unable to move.

Fighting the pain as you reach safety where you can rest.

You got away from the front line

Men are filled with horrendous bruises, cuts and grazes

We are walking like drunken men

Boots gone and uniform ripped to shreds

A strange smell grabs our air away in surprise

Gas! We grab our masks and throw them over our bruised heads

We just manage to put them on in time

Then we her a thrilling cry, “Gas in lungs !” a man shouted

He lay on the floor as gas was filling up his lungs

He took his last breath before dying in pain.

The thick pea soup gas was making your helmet fog up

That made it impossible to see your comrades.

Then you sense a fellow soldier come rushing towards you.

You feel totally helpless and when you look down you see a comrade choking.

Just imagine all this in one day

Nothing but another soldier dying in front of your eyes.

We pick up his limp and battered body and carry it to the wagon.

We place him in the wagon and he honestly looks so tortured and frightened.

I  really thought it couldn’t get any worse

His body bouncing up and down every time the wagon goes over a bump

The gas is literally turning his lungs into mucus and blood

He is getting further away but you can still see his face in so much pain.

The memories of this day are with me wherever I go.

Even after all these years I can feel all that pain

It is a sight and sound that will never ever leave your mind.

So do you think it is glorious to die for your country ?

By Zara

Social Dancing

While it has been windy and rainy outside, we have used this as an opportunity to learn a little social dance.  We have learnt four line dances over two days and a little social etiquette on how to ask for a dance.

Check out our classes learning and our dance off below:

The three faces of me.

Our learning was to plan a piece of writing about our different personalities.  We had to use the rectangle boxes for our topic sentences and the ovals for our details within the paragraph.

Many people have many personalities for different situations. Georgia can be a completely different person depending on when and how you meet her. Georgia is a friend, daughter and student.  She has a different way of acting in each of these situations.

At school, Georgia is a humorous and outgoing student. She will always have joke around in and out of the classroom. Georgia can be a whee bit cheeky at times and get carried away. She is always at school on time getting ready to start a new, great day ahead of her. She likes to make things fun and exciting in her learning. Georgia is a role model and a leader most of the time by showing everything in R.E.A.C.H. She also shows her leadership skills by being supportive. She turns up to school in room 12 in the correct uniform, neat tidy hair and with a big smile on her face.

As a friend Georgia can be quite CRAZY and silly by pulling funny faces and mucking around. She is also really random and says weird things like telling jokes and being really sarcastic. She always jokes around and when she does tell jokes she tells pointless one that don’t make sense. She comes up with pointless jokes like, “ What gets wet the more it dries?” A towel. She is also very hilarious around her friends but  she is very sensible at serious times.

Georgia loves her family and she is a daughter, sister cousin, grandchild and niece.She is very loving and loves to spend time with her family. Georgia like to go to the beach with her family, picnics with her family and most of all shopping with her family. She is a caring person the thinks about other and not just herself. For example the other day her sister wanted to buy some lollies but didn't have enough money so Georgia helped her out and bought them for her. She love to get involved with her family and help them out with anything she possibly can. When Georgia is around her family she is very funny a hourmoriouse around her family. Georgia is also really silly and random. She is random bye having dance parties by herself and with her family in her room the kitchen while she is cooking but her best one of all times is when she is vacuuming

Georgia is a very quirky and funny girl with a big smile on her face at all times. She is quite humorous and loves to have a joke.  As you know she is a whee bit cheeky. She also love to be a leader. She loves her family puts them in front of her and cares for them a lot, and as you know she loves to do chores. Georgia is very different in all of her 3 faces.

Te Reo Greetings

We have been watching Toku Reo to work on Te Reo greetings.  We have learnt greetings and some vocabulary so far and practiced our pronunciation.

Here is Max's Powtoon showing his knowledge:



Here is Tessa C's Powtoon showing her knowledge:

Room 12 Term1 Leaders

Our Class Councillors are Harrison K and Phoebe M.  Our Sports Captains are Alex E and Tessa N.  They are doing an awesome job so far of being Room 12 leaders.  Keep it up and show us the qualities that leaders possess.

The Bug Man

This morning we had an early assembly with the Bug Man who taught us all about bugs and their importance in our world. We learnt that there are 1 million insects that have been discovered by scientists but they believe there are between another 12-30 million undiscovered insects still in our world.  We heard about the role of honey bees and their importance in our food chain.  He explained how the life cycle of almost everything is dependent on insects.

The bug man showing how scorpions glow in ultraviolet light.

Why don't we eat bugs? This got every one talking.

Look after the bugs you will realise that you are building up a whole ecological system.

Portrait Art

Our first art work was to create a self-portrait.  We needed to use pastels and back the artwork with a bright colour.  In a contrasting colour we needed to write one adjective that describes ourselves.

The Science - Art Connection

Last Friday Technology Group A had the opportunity to work with Mrs Hawtin to make a felt ball.  They needed to choose the colour of wool they wanted to use and wrap the felt around a woolen ball.  They then needed to use hot soapy water so that the fibres tangled together and molded into a ball.