Rolly Top Deck Learners

  Grandma got hit by a rugby ball Caravan last night
 you can say gramy dosen't play rugby but to me,
  And grandad shes Richie Macaw.

Shed been eating to much pavlova, and we begged,
 Her to go home but she forgot to feed the sheep.
So she he run out the door into the sun.

When we found her in the graaass at the scene of,
The through. She had her jandles on her forehead.
And a sun burnt back. HOHOHOH

Grandma got hit by a rugby ball running to her caravan,
Last night you can say gramy dosen't play rugby but,
To me and grandad shes Richie Macaw.

Its not Christmas with out grandma,
All whanau dressed in black.And we just cant help but,
Wonder should we open open up the gifts or send them,
back (send them back)

Grandma got hit by a rugby ball  running to her caravan,
Last night you can say gramy dosen't play rugby but to me,
And grandad shes Richie Macaw.

Now the hams on the table and the pudding made of,
Pineapple and a green and red candle that would have,
Matched the hair in her wig.

Ive warned all my bros and neighbors, "Better watch out for,
Yourself". They should never give a rugby ball to just anyone,
In the town.

Grandma got hit by a rugby ball running to her caravan last,
Night. You may say gramy dosen't play rugby but to me and,
grandad shes Richie Macaw. (sing it grandad)

Grandma got hit by a rugby ball running to her caravan last,
Night. You can say gramy dosen't play rugby but to me and,
Grandad shes Richie Macaw.


 
   

Yay!!! We're finally going home!!!
I've REALLY missed Rosie, Fifi, Mummy and Phie! And now we've loaded on to the buses and we're heading home!
I can't WAIT to get home! Then I can see Rosie, and Fifi, and Mummy, and Phie, and Halloween's tonight! Luckily me and Phie have already sorted our Halloween costumes, so we don't have to fuss about anything! Of course we'll have to get our handing out lollies ready as well! Oh I'm just SO excited!!! WE"RE GOING HOME!!! WE"RE GOING HOME!!! WE"RE GOIng...home? What was that? And why have we stopped? And what's that green stuff seeping out on to the road?
Wait. Is this what I think it is? Have we...h-have we... broke... down?
No! Surely not! We can't have broke down! We can't have! We just can't ha- "Everybody! Out of the bus! I've got some bad news." Mrs Stewart sounded alarmed- like she REALLY had some bad news. It didn't sound good, and I bet I knew what it was.
"I'm afraid that we might be a little late home.
The pipe with the brake liquid, or coolant has burst, which means we could be here for a while. But you don't have to perish in here, you can go outside and get some fresh air."
So we all stampeded outside to get the best spot in the slightly prickly, but cool grass.
Because we weren't allowed to go on either side of the bus we all had to huddle up in a busy little bunch. Some of us stayed on the bus (it was starting to get quite loud outside).
After a while we all started to get bored, thirsty and hungry. Luckily Cassie and some boys brought some cards along, and some of us still had left over lunch from Monday, so we shared that around.
But the guy who had EVERYTHING was Dalton! (A.K.A Macgyver)
He litrally had EVERYTHING!!! He had hand sanitizer, big bags of chips, sunblock, band aids, insect repellent, water bottles, you name it! He had it!
An hour passed, we were still waiting! We had been here for an hour and a half! I was starting to get scared.
What if we get stuck here over night?
What if nobody comes to help us?
What if we miss Halloween?
What if Daddy has no idea where I am?
What if Rosie misses me?
I started to cry.
Another 30 minutes passed.
Now I was getting really scared. Still no sign of any other buses coming to get us!
What if we don't get home in time?
What if something happens to us?
What if we-what is that? Is that what I think it is? Is it...is it... is it a...is it a bus?
YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! IT'S A BUS!!! IT'S A BUS!!! IT'S A BUS!!! THE BUS HAS COME TO SAVE US!!!
Finally!!! Now we can get home!!! 2 long, boring, hot hours on the side of the road and now we get to go home!!!
We all boarded the second bus, JUMPING with joy!!!
We had all just had an AMAZING adventure! And we all had LOTS of stories to tell!
The bus started to move. YES!!! Wait. WHERE'S MY PENCILCASE?!?!

By Ashley

Tick, tock, tick, tock. Time passes. Dehydrated commotion lurks about in the motionless, dead transportation. Bodies lazily lie on the prickly bushes. People struggle to find shade. A lemon gas ball sends 25 degrees of blistering heat to the side of the road. Whatever food is left is savored. The heat is getting to everyone.
Tick, tock, tick, tock. Time passes. Fresh grass wafts up sniffing noses. Cars whiz past, up the dusty road. Dirt flicks mirages away, dancing daintily on two feet. Minds are lifeless, yearning for food and water. Grass sways to the lonely music.
Tick, tock, tick, tock. Time passes. Sombre faces peak out cautiously from shade. Watches are looked at, one by one. 2:00, 3:00, 4:00. Exhaustion fills whatever breeze is hanging.
Tick, tock, tick, tock. Time is as slow as the creamy clouds drifting dreamily in the summer sunshine. Whispering Voices climb to the sapphire sky. Liquid gushes out of a broken pipe. Motors off, cooling down. The world is stuck in slow motion, black and white. Radiator is empty, no water to fill it.
Tick, tock, ti- Vrooom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What was that? Time catches up with reality as the bus to take us home arrives. A new hope was born! Sombre faces turn to laughing faces with cherry red cheeks. The world spun once more.
Tick, Tock.
By Nikita Smith

Requirements needed for our reggio project!
*A good thinking cap (this is very important!)
*A good imagnation (you need this.)
*Lots of ideas! (you'll find this hard if you don't have theese.)
First of all, we were all thinking: WHAT IS CULTURE? After iots of hard thinking, we finally found out that culture is where you live, what you eat, what games and sport you play, what clothes you wear, what you say, and your way of living. It took us a long time to find out all of this. We worked hard, thinking about our enviroment, drawing what is, and what we thought culture was.  A word that kept popping up was... HOMELY! We then picked a word and drew what it meant. For example, anegr would mean a bunch of scribbles!
After all that, we worked on culture some more. We choose a THICK QUESTION, wrote it in our books, and did lots of research to answer our question. we eventually found the answers. Back to our homely look. Because it looked more calm,we turned all the desks around to face each other. We couldn't get into them anymore! We took out all our books and put them on the floor in piles of subjects. We then took away 8 desks and 8 chairs for our homely look. Now people can sit where they like! But what of our pencil cases and drinkbottles? We put them in our cubbyholes with our bags. But then where did our books go? We put them in their piles on a grey shelf in the corner of the room. When we wanted our books, we got them handed out to us. We then had the problem of bumps on the desks when we were writing or drawing. Cloths were suppossed to fix it, but they kept slipping!
After lots of thinking, talking, ideas and documentation, someone had the idea of wooden boards to stop the desk bumps. Then, a few children mesured a group of 4 desks. It came to about a metre squared. After Mrs Stewart brought in a piece of wood, we then thought about what patterns we could use. Puzzle piece? Patchwork? A map? We then got into 5 groups depending on the culture we had studied and decided what pattern we wanted for our design. Here are the groups: AFRICA, ASIA, EUROPE, AMERICA, and of course: NEW ZEALAND! Our groups got a few pictures of artwork from that continent so we could get ideas from them. After witing and drawing our ideas on paper, disscussing with our classmates, sharing our ideas, drawing some more, and having more disscussions, we were ready to paint.
Mrs Stewart had brought all 5 boards so we could start when we wanted. But then we had to have paint! Students brought in lots. Some people even brought in some thick paintbrushes. Finally we were ready to paint. We had lots of ideas, big paint sessions, more ideas, more disscussions on what we had done, more ideas, more disscussions, and lots of changes. After MONTHS and MONTHS of hard work, we were FINALLY done!! We glossed once, and then we glossed again for extra shininess! We made videos, and put them on the blog. But now that we're done...
I  WONDER  WHAT  WILL  HAPPEN  NEXT??

Culture,we all have it in our blood it helps us learn it helps us love you can't deny it, they're all unique, amazing and wonderful at the same time, it bonds the people together as one,culture shows the country's national food, clothes, language and amazing people. Culture comes
in all shapes and sizes. Culture is beautiful. My culture is Maori I love it I can speak a little maori I know what my culture is because my mum
taught me Maori I've been on heaps of Maori maraes it's the best time ever. I LOVE CULTURE!!!

By Cameron Fitzgerald.