Sunday, 29 April 2012
Jungle Boogie!
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Look at these fantastic pictures of children from around the world. Click on the link below. What patterns can you see?
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Check out our Pyjama Catwalk...
Pyjama Catwalk- Last day of Term 1 on PhotoPeach
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Thursday, 5 April 2012
Patterns of Me!
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
The Magic Box
By Matariki
I will put in my box,
A giraffe doing gymnastics,
A light bulb twisting itself,
A crazy cat carrying a coconut, balancing on a wall.
I will put in the box,
A dancing picture,
The year of the zebra and a green sky,
A monkey playing a ukulele.
I will put in my box,
Pink and purple perfect ponies,
Dogs skateboarding in the bathroom sink,
A snowman surfing on the sea.
I will put in the box,
The ruby red coral from the silky red sun,
A fairy blowing fire,
A dragon with a magic wand.
My box is fashioned from diamonds, gold and silver,
With emeralds on the lid and stripes in the corners,
It’s hinges are made from the toe joints of koalas.
I shall fly on a griffin in my box,
Then land in a bear’s home,
The pure smell of nature.
By Matariki
I will put in my box,
A giraffe doing gymnastics,
A light bulb twisting itself,
A crazy cat carrying a coconut, balancing on a wall.
I will put in the box,
A dancing picture,
The year of the zebra and a green sky,
A monkey playing a ukulele.
I will put in my box,
Pink and purple perfect ponies,
Dogs skateboarding in the bathroom sink,
A snowman surfing on the sea.
I will put in the box,
The ruby red coral from the silky red sun,
A fairy blowing fire,
A dragon with a magic wand.
My box is fashioned from diamonds, gold and silver,
With emeralds on the lid and stripes in the corners,
It’s hinges are made from the toe joints of koalas.
I shall fly on a griffin in my box,
Then land in a bear’s home,
The pure smell of nature.
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
My Thousand Faces on PhotoPeach
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Horse RIDING
On the horses
Six feet off the ground
Not looking down
The leader let go
She didn't know
Uh oh....
The horse galloped
She panicked, she squealed
Like a screeching wheel.
By: Ella Wilson
CAMP
Sun sitting in the sky
Reflected into my eyes.
The kayak started to wobble and
the cold water started to shiver
like going down a river.
My hands were sticking to my paddle
My kayak started to tip!
SPLASH!!!
I felt the water spreading
Threw my life jacket
"hhhhh ha hhhhhhh'
"I'm too cold Jay,
can we go?"
By: Leony
GONE
The earth rocks shakes
And roars
Buildings collapse
and fall
The people have fled and
now they are all gone
and the city is left to
fall.
By: Brynn
ARCHERY
Archery fun
Arrows flying
Points being scored
People getting bored..
Strings being drawn
Jen coming down the hall,
Suddenly the end has come.
Leo W.
GOING TO SCHOOL
At the top of the driveway,
I start to walk down the road,
I am now going faster,
I'm racing down the hill.
At the bottom of the hil,
Tired, exhausted, drowsy,
I am still sprinting , so fast!
I slow to a jog, I stop.
I see school looming above,
I hear people screaming loud,
I hear my own breath, panting
I walk across the crossing.
By Sebby
On the horses
Six feet off the ground
Not looking down
The leader let go
She didn't know
Uh oh....
The horse galloped
She panicked, she squealed
Like a screeching wheel.
By: Ella Wilson
CAMP
Sun sitting in the sky
Reflected into my eyes.
The kayak started to wobble and
the cold water started to shiver
like going down a river.
My hands were sticking to my paddle
My kayak started to tip!
SPLASH!!!
I felt the water spreading
Threw my life jacket
"hhhhh ha hhhhhhh'
"I'm too cold Jay,
can we go?"
By: Leony
GONE
The earth rocks shakes
And roars
Buildings collapse
and fall
The people have fled and
now they are all gone
and the city is left to
fall.
By: Brynn
ARCHERY
Archery fun
Arrows flying
Points being scored
People getting bored..
Strings being drawn
Jen coming down the hall,
Suddenly the end has come.
Leo W.
GOING TO SCHOOL
At the top of the driveway,
I start to walk down the road,
I am now going faster,
I'm racing down the hill.
At the bottom of the hil,
Tired, exhausted, drowsy,
I am still sprinting , so fast!
I slow to a jog, I stop.
I see school looming above,
I hear people screaming loud,
I hear my own breath, panting
I walk across the crossing.
By Sebby
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Crazy-SAD
Sometimes you feel like running
Around the world.
It's like you want to go,
Swimming in the rain
You feel you must go biking
With a frog.
CraZY MAN, You're Crazy
And then you stop
Being crazy
It's when you watch
The rain dripping, vanishing
The end
By: Tiana Paul
Brushing my Teeth
Pick it up! The toothpastes what else.
Then the toothbrush and then squeeze
The dab of toothpaste onto the brush.
Cheche, Cheche, Cheche, cheche.
Put the toothbrush under the flowing water.
Slash onto the bristles into my mouth.
Up down, back forth, che, go the bristles.
Cheche, cheche,Cheche, cheche.
Cheche, cheche,Cheche, cheche.
Then I spit all the foamy toothpaste out.
Round it goes down the sink, bubbles,
POP!
By Zach
SKIPPING
Plap plap plap feet slap
Slapping on the ground
The skipping rope whipping
Whipping through the air
Slowly getting faster getting super scared
PLAP plap plap plap plap plap
Can't take it any more!!
Can't stop too much fun
Rope spinning like a spiral
I'm so freaked out
Can't stop!!!!
Have to go on
SO HAPPY
I'm jumping up and down up and down
The world is like a blur ball
Kids nodding watching
My hair slapping across my face
Everybody's feeling crazy! CRAZY
Everybody's feeling crazy! CRAZY
By SADIE!
Sometimes you feel like running
Around the world.
It's like you want to go,
Swimming in the rain
You feel you must go biking
With a frog.
CraZY MAN, You're Crazy
And then you stop
Being crazy
It's when you watch
The rain dripping, vanishing
The end
By: Tiana Paul
Brushing my Teeth
Pick it up! The toothpastes what else.
Then the toothbrush and then squeeze
The dab of toothpaste onto the brush.
Cheche, Cheche, Cheche, cheche.
Put the toothbrush under the flowing water.
Slash onto the bristles into my mouth.
Up down, back forth, che, go the bristles.
Cheche, cheche,Cheche, cheche.
Cheche, cheche,Cheche, cheche.
Then I spit all the foamy toothpaste out.
Round it goes down the sink, bubbles,
POP!
By Zach
SKIPPING
Plap plap plap feet slap
Slapping on the ground
The skipping rope whipping
Whipping through the air
Slowly getting faster getting super scared
PLAP plap plap plap plap plap
Can't take it any more!!
Can't stop too much fun
Rope spinning like a spiral
I'm so freaked out
Can't stop!!!!
Have to go on
SO HAPPY
I'm jumping up and down up and down
The world is like a blur ball
Kids nodding watching
My hair slapping across my face
Everybody's feeling crazy! CRAZY
Everybody's feeling crazy! CRAZY
By SADIE!
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
STEP BY STEP
Cold, cold whipping wind
Blowing through my hair
Blinding me.
Lift myself on the long bridge
Blowing like bumble beewings
Back and forth shivering in my cold harness.
Slowly slipping wait!
Sprint!
Yanking tightly on the rope of doom!
By: Tasia
Cold, cold whipping wind
Blowing through my hair
Blinding me.
Lift myself on the long bridge
Blowing like bumble beewings
Back and forth shivering in my cold harness.
Slowly slipping wait!
Sprint!
Yanking tightly on the rope of doom!
By: Tasia
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
RAZZ
I remember...
Razz's honey colour coat
And it's velvety touch
The grass shivers in fright of his slobbery mouth.
By: Cori
I remember...
Razz's honey colour coat
And it's velvety touch
The grass shivers in fright of his slobbery mouth.
By: Cori
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Mahutonga Poems!
We've been learning to use Poetic Devices to paint vivid pictures in our poems and make our
poems sound good. We know how to make a poem work. We also been keen poets as we explored
the writing process of editing.
We are excited to share our poems to you!
ITCH
Tied to a chair
Burning itch in my nose
Struggling
Frustrating
Wiggling
Don't know what to do
I can't bare this ITCH ANY LONGER
I leaned forward
Broke my chains
Grabbed my nose
Rubbing
Rubbing
Rubbed
My nose
Ahhhh!
By: Ella Norrington
BANG
I sat in my green kayak
I watched the band of kayaks.
I feel like a bottle cap,
Sitting in a lonely sea.
Suddenly... BANG!
I crashed into the side of the creek.
"Please help! My kayak's stuck" I said.
And then I heard a tapping sound
I turned around
And Brenna's kayak pound
mine.
I paddled in my green kayak
Paddle, paddle, paddle
Suddenly...BASH!
Oh no, here we go again.
By: Ellie Calder
I remember
Summery sand slipping through my toes.
Waves pushing me down
pushing pushing
pushing me down.
Waves washing wildly into the wandering wind
Blowing sand
Blowing wind
I remember...
Shining sun on my skin burning
melting my ice cream
drip
Drip
Dripping
By: Grace Harvey
ITCH
Tied to a chair
Burning itch in my nose
Struggling
Frustrating
Wiggling
Don't know what to do
I can't bare this ITCH ANY LONGER
I leaned forward
Broke my chains
Grabbed my nose
Rubbing
Rubbing
Rubbed
My nose
Ahhhh!
By: Ella Norrington
BANG
I sat in my green kayak
I watched the band of kayaks.
I feel like a bottle cap,
Sitting in a lonely sea.
Suddenly... BANG!
I crashed into the side of the creek.
"Please help! My kayak's stuck" I said.
And then I heard a tapping sound
I turned around
And Brenna's kayak pound
mine.
I paddled in my green kayak
Paddle, paddle, paddle
Suddenly...BASH!
Oh no, here we go again.
By: Ellie Calder
I remember
Summery sand slipping through my toes.
Waves pushing me down
pushing pushing
pushing me down.
Waves washing wildly into the wandering wind
Blowing sand
Blowing wind
I remember...
Shining sun on my skin burning
melting my ice cream
drip
Drip
Dripping
By: Grace Harvey
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
Monday, 2 April 2012
The Obstinate Object: Contemporary New Zealand Sculpture on PhotoPeach
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
We have been learning to answer problems like 25 + * = 83 by jumping a tidy number along the number line and then jumping back.
Our name is Matariki and Mahutonga. We are a blogging group from Worser Bay School in Wellington, New Zealand.
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