Purerehua Poem

Purerehua Poem

The whooping noise is music to my ears

Smooth sanded driftwood spinning and spinning vertically
and horizontally

Wisssssssshhhhhhhhh the sound just above my head

like a frog in a motorbikes engine

Ow! the sting sliced my finger easily like a tomato

I scream, like a trumpet whining and whimpering

By Cameron

Wednesday Weaving

Waitangi

Sea Poem

Sea

Blue waves

Lightning fast winds

Waves crashing on rocks

Ship smashing through the waves

Seagulls hunting for tasty fresh fleshy fish

Hermit poem

Two little hermit crabs sitting in the sea

One named Jeff and one was me

Go away Jeff and go away me

Come back Jeff come back me

Into the rocks the little crabs go,

looking for food  that hide down low.

Jeff can’t catch one, neither can me.

Go away Jeff and go away me!

Gecko report

Graph

https://sites.google.com/s/0ByVvZvsPNpDjb2VGZ3lhOE12OE0/p/0ByVvZvsPNpDjaHdPY3dDZ09GbWs/edit

Transformation

Electricity

Matter

Maths badge 3d design

https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/159993834/

Science Safety

Safety Infographic

Mihi

Kia Ora koutou katoa.

Ko Cameron tōku ingoa.

Ko Randolph tōku waka.         

Ko Pakeha tōku iwi.                 

Ko Aoraki  tōku maunga.                 

Ko Joe tōku matua.

Ko Mawheranui tōku awa.           

Ko Wendy tōku whaea.            

Tēnā koutou katoa.