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Friday, 12 June 2015

People at the Airport: Planning our own trips

The focus of our inquiry is, "who is in our community". Janne, Elliot and Gemma planned their own trip to go to the airport to interview people in the community. This is what happened...

People at the Airport               


We went to the airport to find out more about people in our community.

The Airport has a lot of people to interview, but we could only  interview three people.
  • Captain
  • Dog handler
  • Fireman

We came to the Airport with Aylot, Janne’s dad.

We saw a pilot and went upstairs with him.  He was a captain. His name was Herwyn Bongers.  We got to take photos with him and wear his hat.

Then we went to the bottom of the airport where we interviewed the boss of the dog handlers and two of his colleagues. They showed us a black, white and brown dog called Benny. They showed us how Benny finds explosives by sitting when he can smell explosives.  If he smells something he gets to play with his toy.

Then we went and saw the firemen in the gym.  The man we interviewed said it was really fun to work there.

By Janne, Elliot and Gemma



Airport Interviews from Matariki on Vimeo.

More footage to come...

Learning our new Haka



We have been practicing a new Haka, and will be sharing it on the morning of our Matariki Celebartion (Thursday 18th June).

The Haka is about explaining different things like how Kupe chased the Wheke (Octopus), the maunga-Tangi Te Keo, and Whetukairangi (Star gazers).

Some kids at school helped to write the Haka, it is very unique to us as it is about our place and who we are.

We are very proud that we can make up our own Haka and make our own actions.  We have been having so much fun learning the Haka.

From Anna


Maui and the Fish: Maori Legends

For our writing this week we have been retelling Maori myths. Here is one written by Lucas...

Maui and the Fish

Maui slowly paddled downstream. His waka pulled to a stop. Maui flung his line out into the deep blue sea. He took a deep breath, sat down and started to read the daily newspaper. There was a sharp tug on the line. He started heaving the fishing line out. A dark outline of the fish could be seen as the fish began floating up. Up until this day, the shape of the fish is known as the North Island.

Wednesday, 10 June 2015

Manaakitanga

We have been learning about Manaakitanga. 

Manaakitanga is derived from two principal words ‘mana’ meaning prestige, status, reputation, self esteem, and aki – shorten version of ‘akiaki’ meaning to lift up, build upon, strengthen. Manaaki is about acknowledging the reputation or status of another or others.

We have been learning about how this links to Matariki.




We have also been learning how to say food names in Maori. 






Maori Food from Nicola Stevenson on Vimeo.

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

View the Stars: Apps that you can use to view the constellations at our Matariki Celebrations

We are getting ready for our Matariki Celebrations which will be held on 18th June.

We have begun to compile a list of apps that will help you to spot the constellations. Please add any good apps that you know of...




Matariki Celebrations - Thursday, 18 June


Food is to be ordered for 18th June online on WrapItUp. Please note that orders will close on Friday 12 June to allow time for organisation/purchase/people power, etc. Go to:


https://wrapitup.co.nz/store/worserbay/activities Please order your own food under your child's name.

Kia Ora Mark Bradley: Learning about Matariki

Mark Bradley came in to Mahutonga and Matariki and taught us about Matariki. We learnt some  new Te Reo Maori words associated with celebrating Matariki. We also started to learn a new Haka. This Haka is significant to us as some of us have been involved in the writing process. By Zoe
Matariki Celebrations - Thursday, 18 June

Food is to be ordered for 18th June online on WrapItUp. Please note that orders will close on Friday 12 June to allow time for organisation/purchase/people power, etc. Go to:

https://wrapitup.co.nz/store/worserbay/activities Please order your own food under your child's name.

Sunday, 7 June 2015

Personal Writing

The time I was Silly- by Frankie

Me and my friend Gretel were on the trampoline, bouncing, high in the sky. We were calling names out to people like Spongebob, Patrick, Barbie and Ken.
A couple came along walking casually down the street as if nothing was about to happen to them. We yelled at them from the trampoline, through the hedge down to the footpath. “Hey, retarded duck!” I thought they were complete strangers. They were actually my parents friends. 
They said, “That's not very nice Frankie  Frankie’s friend, girls, where are your mum and dad?
“Well, I think mum is at the supermarket and dad? I am pretty sure  is in the backyard. You can go and see him.’
“Ok then. Thank you, bye” they say.  
“Bye,” we said together.
As soon as they got around the corner of the house we started to burst with laughter, it felt like we were about to pee our pants.
“I can't believe we called them a retarded duck”, Gretel said.
“I know, right? And, it was so hard to hold in that laugh”  I replied.

The Attack- By Jasper
I raced off the field for the next soccer match. Heidi, my dog was on a leash, sitting on the sideline. I was as red as cherry from all the running around.  I walked to Heidi to give her a hug. She bit me. Oww!

I walked away showing my back to her. I had a treat for her, but I did not give it to her because she bit me. She saw the treat in my hand, she was charging at me like a bull, she hit me, I crashed to the floor. She leaped on me. My eyes were bulging out and my mouth was wide open. She missed. I leaped on to her and grabbed her collar

I got a big scratch on my leg from her leaping on me with her claw reaching out.  She grazed my leg and it stung while the blood trickled down.

The next soccer match began.

                 Sleep Walking By Danielle
I was not awake when this happens. Even though it was I who did it. But my mum told me all about it.
It all starts late at night. I rise from my bed. As though summoned by some force. I slip out of bed with great ease. Soundlessly I cross the room, and slip through the crack in the door. When I reach the door to the kitchen. I wedge it open. The only sound in the house. At the moment was the, crack from the door.
Once in the kitchen. I head straight for the cupboard. To the left of the sink. Muttering constantly. ¨I need to go! I need to go!¨
My limp body shudders as my hand makes contact with the cold metal. ¨Creeaaak!¨
There`s a rustle, then… footsteps.
“Come on Honey! I`ll take you back to bed”
In the morning. When I go into the living room. My mum was relating that night's story. Then she asks me if I remembered it. When I just stare at her blankly a look of realisation spreads across her face. And she declares “You were sleepwalking.”