Tuesday, 20 December 2011
Friday, 16 December 2011
Last Day
It was so sad saying goodbye to my wonderful class yesterday. I couldn't stop the tears! Thanks for all the generous presents - I feel spoilt!
Merry Christmas, and have a safe, healthy and fun summer.
Miss P. xx
Merry Christmas, and have a safe, healthy and fun summer.
Miss P. xx
Sunday, 11 December 2011
Thursday, 8 December 2011
Poaching
Click on the image below to view Ben and Kayle's slide show. Feel free to make comments please.
Fossil Fuels
Click on the image below to see Andre and Jordy's slide show. Comment below if you like.
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Global Warming
Click on the image below to see Sam and Anna's slide show. Feel free to comment below.
Saturday, 3 December 2011
Weekly Sheet: Term Four, Week Seven
Click on the picture below to get the Word version of our 'Weekly Sheet'.
Thursday, 1 December 2011
Sunday, 13 November 2011
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Friday, 28 October 2011
Wednesday, 26 October 2011
Saturday, 15 October 2011
Holidays!
I hope you're all having a happy, fun and safe holiday - you deserve it after all the hard work you put in during term time.
Sunday, 2 October 2011
Monday, 26 September 2011
Saturday, 24 September 2011
Friday, 16 September 2011
Friday, 9 September 2011
Thursday, 8 September 2011
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
E-mail to Mr Shearer (principal) from Tash's coach
Dear Mr Shearer
My name is ****** and I am the coach of the Stoke Nayland Bulldogs Basketball Team.This team is made up of year 7 and 8 Broadgreen Intermedaite girls and 1Year 7 Waimea Intermediate pupil(Tash).
This team was made up of surplus players from the two Intermedaites.
Tash was the only Waimea girl ,she attended every training ,listened and did everything I asked of her.
Tash was a valuable member of our team.She encouraged her fellow players( this was even more extraordinary considering she knew none of them at the start of the season) and played every game with full committment and dedication.
Without Tash we would not have won the Divison Two Competition final last night.
Tash is a credit to herself and a great ambassador for her school.I wish her well with next season and whatever team she decides to play for.
Yours Sincerely
********* (Coach's name)
My name is ****** and I am the coach of the Stoke Nayland Bulldogs Basketball Team.This team is made up of year 7 and 8 Broadgreen Intermedaite girls and 1Year 7 Waimea Intermediate pupil(Tash).
This team was made up of surplus players from the two Intermedaites.
Tash was the only Waimea girl ,she attended every training ,listened and did everything I asked of her.
Tash was a valuable member of our team.She encouraged her fellow players( this was even more extraordinary considering she knew none of them at the start of the season) and played every game with full committment and dedication.
Without Tash we would not have won the Divison Two Competition final last night.
Tash is a credit to herself and a great ambassador for her school.I wish her well with next season and whatever team she decides to play for.
Yours Sincerely
********* (Coach's name)
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
Max's Success in Taupo!
The Nelson Suburbs “Vipers” won the 12th Grade shield at the NZ Junior Football Clubs Cup at Taupo this weekend.
What an achievement for these guys!
They all received a medal and everyone who witnessed their victory will remember it forever. They won their final game against Taupo 7 – nil. AWESOME.
Saturday, 3 September 2011
Sunday, 28 August 2011
Thursday, 25 August 2011
Saturday, 20 August 2011
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
Tuesday, 28 June 2011
Monday, 27 June 2011
Sunday, 26 June 2011
Brannen's Descriptive Writing
As lava flows its light will glow, and when the animals suffer they talk to each other. Their last seconds of life is the edge of a knife. As the fire reaches them it engulfs them in flames.Just one more life that has beem claimed.
Tuesday, 7 June 2011
Hope's Poem
The Ocean
Aqua waves are like flowing koru creeping towards the sand.
Golden sand is like shattered glass sparkling on the ground.
Speeding boats are gleaming pearls bobbing on the calm water.
Fluorescent coral is like underwater rainbow trees sitting amongst the clear water.
Slimy seaweed is like a grey eel wriggling through the smooth rocks.
Ragged rocks are like sharp ice cutting at my feet.
Dainty creatures are like small feathers drifting through the wind.
Warm sand dunes remind me of my puffy cushions gathered on my bed.
Aqua waves are like flowing koru creeping towards the sand.
Golden sand is like shattered glass sparkling on the ground.
Speeding boats are gleaming pearls bobbing on the calm water.
Fluorescent coral is like underwater rainbow trees sitting amongst the clear water.
Slimy seaweed is like a grey eel wriggling through the smooth rocks.
Ragged rocks are like sharp ice cutting at my feet.
Dainty creatures are like small feathers drifting through the wind.
Warm sand dunes remind me of my puffy cushions gathered on my bed.
Saturday, 4 June 2011
Sophie's Poem
The Beach
Crashing waves are like the cold sea’s fury, waiting to push surfers off their boards.
Slimy seaweed tickles my fingers, like little wriggling worms in the dirt.
Pretty sea shells scattered on the glistening beach are like shining stars resting in the night sky.
Prickly little crab pinches are as spikey as a stone fish piercing my hands as I search for more.
Little feathery clouds are like soft fluffy towels from a faraway land like Heaven.
Crashing waves are like the cold sea’s fury, waiting to push surfers off their boards.
Slimy seaweed tickles my fingers, like little wriggling worms in the dirt.
Pretty sea shells scattered on the glistening beach are like shining stars resting in the night sky.
Prickly little crab pinches are as spikey as a stone fish piercing my hands as I search for more.
Little feathery clouds are like soft fluffy towels from a faraway land like Heaven.
Thursday, 2 June 2011
Daisy's Poem
The Wonders of Spring
Beautiful flowers are like Mum’s perfume brightening the world.
New-born lambs are like little feathers, basking in the sunlight.
Flying birds are like flowing rivers, soaring through the air.
Green grass reminds me of Grandma’s shirt welcoming the new season.
Warmish water is like dripping showers heating the day.
Blue skies are like smooth seas, smiling at everyone.
The blazing sun reminds me of friends laughing, enjoying each other’s company.
Exciting swims are like pouring waterfalls, splashing the day away.
Beautiful flowers are like Mum’s perfume brightening the world.
New-born lambs are like little feathers, basking in the sunlight.
Flying birds are like flowing rivers, soaring through the air.
Green grass reminds me of Grandma’s shirt welcoming the new season.
Warmish water is like dripping showers heating the day.
Blue skies are like smooth seas, smiling at everyone.
The blazing sun reminds me of friends laughing, enjoying each other’s company.
Exciting swims are like pouring waterfalls, splashing the day away.
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
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