My poem from last year.

Day in spring

Birds back in full cry,

Early morning, light sky.

Up at seven, nil breeze,

Shorts and sandals, bare knees.

Green shoots, budding flowers,

Pollen drifting, whizzing mowers.

Lunchtime showers, wind groans.

Grab a parka, hailstones.

Sixty knots, heavy seas.

Gales twisting stiff trees.

Blossom biffed about the path,

Just a moment! Storm’s passed.

Sun’s back, heat too,

Tonight we’ll try the barbecue.

Daylight saving, cold but light,

What’s next, frostbite?

It’s difficult to get outside

And settle down to play

When the weather's throwing tantrums

Through the long spring day.

Creative Writing from last year.

Hi my name is. Do you know what a taniwha is? I know It’s a mythical monster like a chinese or the loch ness monster. Do you know what a maori mythical monster is? Its called a  taniwha.

Let me tell you a story about a taniwha. It lived in a river by my grandma’s house. I used to go there and ride on it’s back. It5 was as as the bark on a. People say it’s a log but I know It’s a taniwha.

People used to say That I’m making this up but I wasn't. even mom didn’t believe me. One day when I was going to visit my taniwha I saw something, It was a another taniwha. It lived in the forest. It was as as the grass in my grandma’s garden. that's why I couldn’t see her properly. she was as sparkly as the in the night sky and she was a girl!

She was as scary as a . She almostme. I ran as as a cheetah and climbed on my taniwhas back and we flew away from the girl taniwha. I named her .

Treaty Of Waitangi

This year I am still in Room 21, here's a poster about the Treaty of Waitangi.

All about me

This year I am still in room 21, here's a poster about me.