The Hatchet

The Hatchet is one of my favourite books now it was about a boy who was flying over to visit his Father when the plane crashed because the pilot died and he had to fly the plane then it ran out of fuel then it crashed into a lake. He had to survive for 2 months bye himself he had berrys and birds for food. He also made a fish pond with rocks so he also had 30 fish. At the end the teacher started bawling her eyes out so Teina had to read it. Finally he got saved!

Norm Hewitt

Yesterday Mr Norm Hewitt ex-All Black and winner of Dancing with the Stars. He was the best spokes person i have ever seen. He came to talk about the SPCA he was very passionate about animals and caring for them. He loved making us laugh he was very, very expiring. He told us some interesting storys they were sooo sad most of the kids almost cryed. He showed us that you can do anything if you put your mind to it.

New Playground

Acouple Months ago we got this new playground the School funraised for it is so so so fun my favourite thing to do on it is climbing the net.

A Helping Hand!!

Acouple weeks ago Mrs Bocock saw this old man in the paper he had been taken advantaged by some teen ages they stole his car so his friends bought him a new one then they stole that one. He felt like dying because he couldnt visit his wife who had already passed away. So we had a bake sale at school and raised 200 dollars. So we got a basket and put food, soaps, toothpaste, toothrushes and everyone made cards for him. Four student in our class and Mrs Bocock went and gave the basket to the nice old man Mr Hayes.He had tears in his eyes he started reading the cards straight away. We hope we made this mans life better!

Athletics Day

Last week on Wednesday we had School athletics day i had an awesome day it was heaps and heaps of fun. The high jump was my favourite activity then the running. On the 200 meter sprint i came first in one race, second in the other then third (but i sprained my ankle in the second race that is why i came second). I had to go to the sick bay for half an hour.

WW2 Poem

Pure Agony

 Annihilated, ravaged, neglected towns crumble before my eyes.

Putrid, revolting, ghastly dead bodies.

Screams, cries then ear-splitting bangs!

Feeling tormented, terrified but honourable at   the same time.

 The hot rosy red blood cascade down my throat.

This abhorrent, horrendous war has ruined my   entire life.

Sam

Maori Acrostic Poem

Rotarota

Haere ra

Aue

E te tau

Raruraru

E te tau

Rangi

Aroha

Sam