Autumn
A group of leaves are jostling on the muddy ground.
Umbrellas protect you from the cold wet rain falling from the sky.
Trees are losing their multi-coloured leaves.
Under the trees I see blending leaves swirling and twirling down.
My Mum makes the best hot chicken soups.
Nothing left on the barky trees.
Hayley
Year 3
Room 14
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 students
Leaves in Autumn
Floating leaves flipping and flying through the air.
Golden, yellow, red and brown swaying on the trees.
Leaves drifting and tumbling to the leafy mat.
Leaves rich red reflecting crunchy golden.
Swish smoothly and silently to the green grass.
Abby
Year 3
Room 14
Floating leaves flipping and flying through the air.
Golden, yellow, red and brown swaying on the trees.
Leaves drifting and tumbling to the leafy mat.
Leaves rich red reflecting crunchy golden.
Swish smoothly and silently to the green grass.
Abby
Year 3
Room 14
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 Students
Wood Chopping
"Dad, where's a base?" I asked my Dad as I scanned the wood frantically like a car maker trying to find a bolt. I found the perfect one it was chubby and moderately tall for a block of solid wood. I adjusted the block of wood so I could start chopping.
Chop! Slice! I was hacking as hard as the world's best axe men would in a competition. Although I had an old tommohawk with a wobbly handle it wasn't rusty and it could still cut wood fine, but not this piece.
After a couple hundred swift, careful chops, I had to cut my chunky base up. I let my Dad have one whack and he split it in two uneven pieces with one powerful blow, that wood is as soft as an increedy ball. But now I was going to split the thin half into puny quarters, one swift blow from me and it was a delicate pencil falling over.
Utar
Year 4
Room 17
"Dad, where's a base?" I asked my Dad as I scanned the wood frantically like a car maker trying to find a bolt. I found the perfect one it was chubby and moderately tall for a block of solid wood. I adjusted the block of wood so I could start chopping.
Chop! Slice! I was hacking as hard as the world's best axe men would in a competition. Although I had an old tommohawk with a wobbly handle it wasn't rusty and it could still cut wood fine, but not this piece.
After a couple hundred swift, careful chops, I had to cut my chunky base up. I let my Dad have one whack and he split it in two uneven pieces with one powerful blow, that wood is as soft as an increedy ball. But now I was going to split the thin half into puny quarters, one swift blow from me and it was a delicate pencil falling over.
Utar
Year 4
Room 17
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 Students
The Orange Crystal
Wallop, I fell onto the ground like a horse tripping me from its hooves. I suddenly turned around to see what I had tripped on. It was this bit of orange crystal, it completely stood stark in the ground. I pulled it out.
"That's kauri gum" said my neighbour Brice. He collected a lot of kauri gum. He had one that was as big as a middle-sized turtle. My neighbour's dog Donny kept sniffing at it like a dead pheasant. I gasped in disbelief.
When I came home I thought it must be a spectacular treasure to who had one. Once I washed the dirt off it I would always remember it as the orange crystal.
Spider
Year 4
Room 17
Wallop, I fell onto the ground like a horse tripping me from its hooves. I suddenly turned around to see what I had tripped on. It was this bit of orange crystal, it completely stood stark in the ground. I pulled it out.
"That's kauri gum" said my neighbour Brice. He collected a lot of kauri gum. He had one that was as big as a middle-sized turtle. My neighbour's dog Donny kept sniffing at it like a dead pheasant. I gasped in disbelief.
When I came home I thought it must be a spectacular treasure to who had one. Once I washed the dirt off it I would always remember it as the orange crystal.
Spider
Year 4
Room 17
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 Students
The Big Slide
Wow! As I got out of the shiny silver car my poor little eyeballs nearly popped out of my poor little head. Right there in front of me was a slide. Not just any slide. This was the biggest slide I had ever seen! As I climbed up the wavy black ladder, Dad called out "Hey Tommy, apparently it's a lot faster with a blanket," and he chucked me a small blue blanket. "Thanks Dad." I called back.
I slowly approached the immense shiny slide. I estimated about six metres long, jumped on the blanket lickity-split and went flying down the slide. Wind whipping in my face and the sound of children playing merrily rung in my ears.
I was nearing the bottom of the fantastic slide and... bump! I flew off the end like a big black canon firing across the open turquoise seas and landed on my feet with a thud. I ran up to Dad beaming "That was sooo much fun!!!"
Dragonrider
Year 4
Room 17
Wow! As I got out of the shiny silver car my poor little eyeballs nearly popped out of my poor little head. Right there in front of me was a slide. Not just any slide. This was the biggest slide I had ever seen! As I climbed up the wavy black ladder, Dad called out "Hey Tommy, apparently it's a lot faster with a blanket," and he chucked me a small blue blanket. "Thanks Dad." I called back.
I slowly approached the immense shiny slide. I estimated about six metres long, jumped on the blanket lickity-split and went flying down the slide. Wind whipping in my face and the sound of children playing merrily rung in my ears.
I was nearing the bottom of the fantastic slide and... bump! I flew off the end like a big black canon firing across the open turquoise seas and landed on my feet with a thud. I ran up to Dad beaming "That was sooo much fun!!!"
Dragonrider
Year 4
Room 17
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 Students
Sunrise Surprise
The stalk sky loomed, covering the daylight with it's arms. Greyness surrounded me. My hands were shivering like a dog shaking off water. I took a small step forwards and let the outburst of wind rush past me. Craning my neck to look for my soccer ball, I tripped and landed on the dewy grass. As I got up the grass soaked my shoes and clung to my legs.
I lifted my head and looked up at the sky to see lavender, peach, rose, crimson and orange stretched around, not the dull grey I was imagining. The sun was a ripe orange dangling on an invisible thread. As the sun became clearer, I found my soccer ball under the rose-pink blossoms of the flowering apple tree. As I kicked the ball cautiously I glimpsed the sun rise again and thought I wish it could stay like this forever.
Gradually the soft colours faded and the sun began its tiring journey. Slowly, I began to walk back to my modern house. Just as I reached the first concrete step I realised that I had forgotten all about my soccer ball. Running through the pea green blades of grass, I was squinting for any sign of my soccer ball. I had been searching for what seemed like hours before giving up and going inside where it was cosy and warm.
Agent009
Year 4
Room 17
The stalk sky loomed, covering the daylight with it's arms. Greyness surrounded me. My hands were shivering like a dog shaking off water. I took a small step forwards and let the outburst of wind rush past me. Craning my neck to look for my soccer ball, I tripped and landed on the dewy grass. As I got up the grass soaked my shoes and clung to my legs.
I lifted my head and looked up at the sky to see lavender, peach, rose, crimson and orange stretched around, not the dull grey I was imagining. The sun was a ripe orange dangling on an invisible thread. As the sun became clearer, I found my soccer ball under the rose-pink blossoms of the flowering apple tree. As I kicked the ball cautiously I glimpsed the sun rise again and thought I wish it could stay like this forever.
Gradually the soft colours faded and the sun began its tiring journey. Slowly, I began to walk back to my modern house. Just as I reached the first concrete step I realised that I had forgotten all about my soccer ball. Running through the pea green blades of grass, I was squinting for any sign of my soccer ball. I had been searching for what seemed like hours before giving up and going inside where it was cosy and warm.
Agent009
Year 4
Room 17
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 Students
Autumn
Amazing colourful leaves
Unique warm dinners
Tall skinny trees
Under the beautiful exploding tree
Mandarins grow everywhere
Nuts fall from the deciduous trees
Isaiah
Year 3
Room 13
Amazing colourful leaves
Unique warm dinners
Tall skinny trees
Under the beautiful exploding tree
Mandarins grow everywhere
Nuts fall from the deciduous trees
Isaiah
Year 3
Room 13
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 Students
Mum
Her eyes are hazel like pure brown.
Her hair is silky straight.
Her lips speak out the nicest words,
like Dad who loves me too.
Her ears are soft as petals of roses.
Her nose is a button who shines so bright.
I love my Mum 99 million times,
just how I love my Dad.
Eden
Year 3
Room 13
Her eyes are hazel like pure brown.
Her hair is silky straight.
Her lips speak out the nicest words,
like Dad who loves me too.
Her ears are soft as petals of roses.
Her nose is a button who shines so bright.
I love my Mum 99 million times,
just how I love my Dad.
Eden
Year 3
Room 13
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Wonderful Writing by Year 3 and 4 Students
Speeding
Clicking, clacking,
Children chattering.
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
As they rock climb up the rough brown boards.
Scuttling, crawling through the tunnel.
Flying, gliding, drifting, swinging across the bars like monkeys swinging through the trees.
Running, dodging, bustling, swerving.
Speeding.
Written by all of Room 12, Year 3
Clicking, clacking,
Children chattering.
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
As they rock climb up the rough brown boards.
Scuttling, crawling through the tunnel.
Flying, gliding, drifting, swinging across the bars like monkeys swinging through the trees.
Running, dodging, bustling, swerving.
Speeding.
Written by all of Room 12, Year 3
Wonderful Writing by Year 3 and 4 Students
That was the Beach
Remember when...
You were lying on your red swimmer's beach towel
listening to the water lapping gently against the rocks.
Watching squawking seagulls swooping and diving for fish.
A salty breeze drifted gently past your nose as it cooled your skin,
which was sticky from the melted sunblock you had plastered over your lazy limbs.
Your tongue licked your lips, tasting the saltiness of the sea.
That was the beach!
Written by all of Room 12, Year 3
Remember when...
You were lying on your red swimmer's beach towel
listening to the water lapping gently against the rocks.
Watching squawking seagulls swooping and diving for fish.
A salty breeze drifted gently past your nose as it cooled your skin,
which was sticky from the melted sunblock you had plastered over your lazy limbs.
Your tongue licked your lips, tasting the saltiness of the sea.
That was the beach!
Written by all of Room 12, Year 3
Sunday, May 23, 2010
A visit from Constable Bryan and his dog Bobby
Last Wednesday (19 May 2010) we had a special visit from Constable Bryan and his dog Bobby! Bryan and Bobby taught us about why it is important to know our personal details in case of an emergency and how to dial 111 safely.
We are becoming experts at keeping ourselves safe!
Thanks Bryan and Bobby!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 students
BB War
Bang! The BB bullet zoomed out as fast as a roaring rocket. I was at a Father and Son camp and we were having a BB war. My team started first and... click! I pulled the trigger, it slammed straight through the air and hit someone. We had to zoom as fast as a roaring racer to escape. Soon it became a thumping war with screaming terror. I did some diagonal dodging, some super side steps and I raced far with the plastic flag but...
"Bang, you're dead!" said cousin Cameron with his gun but he didn't really shoot me it was because he was close so I had to drop the flag. But, luckily my friend Matthew's dad had the flag and as he raced back as fast as a racing runner from the Olympics he said "I've got the flag, I've got the flag, I've got the flag, hahaha!" After that he slammed the flag down. But then cousin Cameron came and said, "You cheated and took the flag away!"
James
Room 16
Bang! The BB bullet zoomed out as fast as a roaring rocket. I was at a Father and Son camp and we were having a BB war. My team started first and... click! I pulled the trigger, it slammed straight through the air and hit someone. We had to zoom as fast as a roaring racer to escape. Soon it became a thumping war with screaming terror. I did some diagonal dodging, some super side steps and I raced far with the plastic flag but...
"Bang, you're dead!" said cousin Cameron with his gun but he didn't really shoot me it was because he was close so I had to drop the flag. But, luckily my friend Matthew's dad had the flag and as he raced back as fast as a racing runner from the Olympics he said "I've got the flag, I've got the flag, I've got the flag, hahaha!" After that he slammed the flag down. But then cousin Cameron came and said, "You cheated and took the flag away!"
James
Room 16
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 students
Awesome Sounds and Smells
I love the sounds and smells of,
Huge waves crashing into the grainy sand
Sizzling sausages on the rusty, old BBQ
Cricket balls suddenly being whacked
Fresh, chocolate muffins in my lunchbox
Wheels from skateboards screeching in the bowl
Awesome sounds and smells!
Jordan
Year 4
Room 15
I love the sounds and smells of,
Huge waves crashing into the grainy sand
Sizzling sausages on the rusty, old BBQ
Cricket balls suddenly being whacked
Fresh, chocolate muffins in my lunchbox
Wheels from skateboards screeching in the bowl
Awesome sounds and smells!
Jordan
Year 4
Room 15
Monday, May 17, 2010
Wonderful Writing from Year 3 and 4 students
Autumn
Fuchsia, golden, rusty brown, lime green leaves scattered everywhere.
The cold breezy wind chills on my pale face.
A colourful blanket lies sleepily on the frosty ground.
The autumn leaves float soundlessly in the air like butterflies.
New leaves appear happily swaying in the breeze.
Kathryn
Year 4
Room 20
Fuchsia, golden, rusty brown, lime green leaves scattered everywhere.
The cold breezy wind chills on my pale face.
A colourful blanket lies sleepily on the frosty ground.
The autumn leaves float soundlessly in the air like butterflies.
New leaves appear happily swaying in the breeze.
Kathryn
Year 4
Room 20
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
MEET THE TEAM!
Introducing the Middle School Team:
Back Row (Left to Right) Julia Popovic, Rebecca Harrison, Suzie Gurr, Kirsty Hardie-Boys, Rebecca Guest.
Front Row (Left to Right) Charlotte Metcalfe, Amanda Bradly, Rachel McClue, Ruth Round, Lynne Gibson, Marguerita Muirhead.
Middle School Blog
Welcome to the Middle School Blog at ROPS. We hope to use this Blog to share what we are doing in our team over the year. Stop by and visit when you can!:)
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