Tuesday, April 3, 2012
House day
On Friday we had a house day, where every house had to make something. Hillary made friendship bracelets .We had to plait them. Batten made paper planes. Sheppard painted the word Sheppard and showed it to the School. Blake made star flags. During lunch time all the houses had a parade.The house leaders held up their house flags and they walked around the school getting people to join in.We also had to make wacky hats. A boy made a hat that was about two meters tall. It was a really fun.
House Day Term 1 2012
On Friday it was House day. I'm in Blake and Blake got to have a wacky hair day. Blake wore red. I wore a bandana and red socks. We also made red apples and red stars. We made flags to support Blake. Hillary made hats.
Batten made paper planes. Sheppard made words that spelt Sheppered.
Batten had a paper plane race S.M. won. Someone else was close to winning.
During lunch they had trains of Blake,Sheppered,Hillary and Batten.
It was annoying. At the end of the day we all met in the hall to talk about how our day went. Hillary went first. Batten did their paper plane race.
Blake was next then it was Sheppered. It was fun. I will never forget that day, we had fun till the day ended.
Batten made paper planes. Sheppard made words that spelt Sheppered.
Batten had a paper plane race S.M. won. Someone else was close to winning.
During lunch they had trains of Blake,Sheppered,Hillary and Batten.
It was annoying. At the end of the day we all met in the hall to talk about how our day went. Hillary went first. Batten did their paper plane race.
Blake was next then it was Sheppered. It was fun. I will never forget that day, we had fun till the day ended.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Dragon Rock
Once upon a time in a far away valley was a little town with a huge grassy field. In that field lived a dragon that looked just like a boulder. It just sat there. It managed to get there 200 years ago. It slept a lot. His body colour was like a blue rotten sea. His scales were blunt and his back was mouldy. He sat there like a boulder way up on a cliff. There were claws on his hands that looked like bruised bananas. I reckon that he had a triple ended tail but you just couldn’t tell because it was hiding under his body. It also smelt like a dumpster behind a school hall. He reeked out the whole village. Complaints came in too. The dragon felt like pointy dry grass and rough orange peels rubbing against you. People are sometimes hairy right, he was just like that. Plus he tasted just like gone off bread and ink out of a pen.
This one day he never woke up. The villagers knew he was still alive because his scaly, blue tummy always moved up and down while it was breathing. On the one day he woke, rain would fall and fill the wells with much needed water. But there was one problem. The rain would only fall once a month when the dragon woke up. That’s when the disaster began........ the dragon wouldn’t wake up.
The villagers prayed for the blue dragon to wake up and save the village, the children cried and split the brown dry grass seeing what the Dragon had done. The townsfolk grew worried because they thought they might die of thirst. The village was so dry all coloured cars stopped working. They even ordered horses and donkeys to take them out of town. The children begged their mums and dads to spend their last two dollars on water from the supermarket but it was all sold out. Mrs .Greywhistle got so angry at the dragon she threw a rock at him.
Suddenly, the ground started rumbling and tumbling....
The villagers hadn’t heard such a loud noise in so long they forgot what the noise was for. Mrs. Greywhistle said, “The dragon is awakening!” They cheered and laughed with greatness. The sky went grey and it poured down with rain, it poured so heavily many buildings fell down but nobody cared.
Over the months Mrs. Greywhistle became queen of Dragonville. Plants grew and an inventor made an aerial and a red button to go with it. When you pressed that red button the dragon would wake up and it would rain. Now dragonville is the best country in the world. People come to help, plant, invent and have a holiday. That is the story of Dragon Rock.
By G.S
This one day he never woke up. The villagers knew he was still alive because his scaly, blue tummy always moved up and down while it was breathing. On the one day he woke, rain would fall and fill the wells with much needed water. But there was one problem. The rain would only fall once a month when the dragon woke up. That’s when the disaster began........ the dragon wouldn’t wake up.
The villagers prayed for the blue dragon to wake up and save the village, the children cried and split the brown dry grass seeing what the Dragon had done. The townsfolk grew worried because they thought they might die of thirst. The village was so dry all coloured cars stopped working. They even ordered horses and donkeys to take them out of town. The children begged their mums and dads to spend their last two dollars on water from the supermarket but it was all sold out. Mrs .Greywhistle got so angry at the dragon she threw a rock at him.
Suddenly, the ground started rumbling and tumbling....
The villagers hadn’t heard such a loud noise in so long they forgot what the noise was for. Mrs. Greywhistle said, “The dragon is awakening!” They cheered and laughed with greatness. The sky went grey and it poured down with rain, it poured so heavily many buildings fell down but nobody cared.
Over the months Mrs. Greywhistle became queen of Dragonville. Plants grew and an inventor made an aerial and a red button to go with it. When you pressed that red button the dragon would wake up and it would rain. Now dragonville is the best country in the world. People come to help, plant, invent and have a holiday. That is the story of Dragon Rock.
By G.S
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Poem-Enthusiastic Eli the Dragon
Enthusiastic Eli The Dragon
Beautiful brown eyes shining in the firm sunlight
Pork chops with a hint of spice
Crackling fire and flapping wings
Bones with a drizzle of blood
A cold breezy couch
Enthusiastic Eli The Dragon
R.T.
Beautiful brown eyes shining in the firm sunlight
Pork chops with a hint of spice
Crackling fire and flapping wings
Bones with a drizzle of blood
A cold breezy couch
Enthusiastic Eli The Dragon
R.T.
Dragon and the people
Dragon and The People
Once Upon a time, in a far away green valley, there lived hundreds of people working and playing. The kids would run around like playful little puppies running around the green, beautiful valley, digging holes and playing games. The men would work everyday like diggers and cranes. The women would stay at home knitting and cleaning. There was long, spiky green grass and long, beautiful flowers swaying and dancing in the cool breeze.
One day, a giant fierce dragon stomped angrily across the village. The dragon had an ocean blue and emerald green scaly body, with his lightning yellow and fiery red tail behind him. He had sharp, dirty teeth that hadn’t been brushed for years and above his big, dark hairy nostrils were big eyes that glared at people. The ground shook and cracked.
“Ahh! Ahh!” Everyone screamed. There was only one boy who knew what to do. He and his friends had a plan. They knew how they could save the town. They put a pot of boiling water under a fake person they made. Then they heard stomping. The dragon stepped on it and ran away. They never saw him again.
One day, many years later, a girl found a strange egg in her garden. She stared at it for hours. Suddenly, she saw a crack. “Mum, dad, come and look!” She shouted. Her parents came running out and stared at it.”It’s a dragon egg!” Her parents exclaimed. Then, a tiny paw came out, and slowly, a cute baby dragon was crawling around the garden exploring. He was jumping around playfully and nibbling the fresh, juicy green grass.
Out of no where, a fierce dragon came back again. He was sniffing around. Fortunately, a big rainbow appeared in front of him. He didn’t notice the tiny elf in the middle holding a wand, so he walked through. Then the dragon turned into a rock.
Soon people discovered that there was no more water in their village, and some people died.” The only way you can get water is to go to the city covered in clouds and get a potion.”Said the queen in a meeting.
“I will go, “said a girl. “Ok,” Said the queen. Soon the girl arrived at the city covered in clouds. She went to an old woman’s house and the old woman gave her the potion. Then, the girl was on her way back, but she soon got stuck in some sticky clouds.
“Yum!” She said as she soon realised the clouds were candyfloss. She pocketed the potion and took a day to get to the dragon rock, she poured the potion into the end of the wand and waved it at the little elf. He ran away as fast as lightning. Then, the girl waved the wand at the dragon and he woke. He had something in his paws and dropped it onto the grass. It grew into a big flower that sprayed water, and it started to give everyone water.
The villagers were so happy that they built a big tower, and every year they would go and celebrate the day that the dragon gave them water.
By S.L.
Once Upon a time, in a far away green valley, there lived hundreds of people working and playing. The kids would run around like playful little puppies running around the green, beautiful valley, digging holes and playing games. The men would work everyday like diggers and cranes. The women would stay at home knitting and cleaning. There was long, spiky green grass and long, beautiful flowers swaying and dancing in the cool breeze.
One day, a giant fierce dragon stomped angrily across the village. The dragon had an ocean blue and emerald green scaly body, with his lightning yellow and fiery red tail behind him. He had sharp, dirty teeth that hadn’t been brushed for years and above his big, dark hairy nostrils were big eyes that glared at people. The ground shook and cracked.
“Ahh! Ahh!” Everyone screamed. There was only one boy who knew what to do. He and his friends had a plan. They knew how they could save the town. They put a pot of boiling water under a fake person they made. Then they heard stomping. The dragon stepped on it and ran away. They never saw him again.
One day, many years later, a girl found a strange egg in her garden. She stared at it for hours. Suddenly, she saw a crack. “Mum, dad, come and look!” She shouted. Her parents came running out and stared at it.”It’s a dragon egg!” Her parents exclaimed. Then, a tiny paw came out, and slowly, a cute baby dragon was crawling around the garden exploring. He was jumping around playfully and nibbling the fresh, juicy green grass.
Out of no where, a fierce dragon came back again. He was sniffing around. Fortunately, a big rainbow appeared in front of him. He didn’t notice the tiny elf in the middle holding a wand, so he walked through. Then the dragon turned into a rock.
Soon people discovered that there was no more water in their village, and some people died.” The only way you can get water is to go to the city covered in clouds and get a potion.”Said the queen in a meeting.
“I will go, “said a girl. “Ok,” Said the queen. Soon the girl arrived at the city covered in clouds. She went to an old woman’s house and the old woman gave her the potion. Then, the girl was on her way back, but she soon got stuck in some sticky clouds.
“Yum!” She said as she soon realised the clouds were candyfloss. She pocketed the potion and took a day to get to the dragon rock, she poured the potion into the end of the wand and waved it at the little elf. He ran away as fast as lightning. Then, the girl waved the wand at the dragon and he woke. He had something in his paws and dropped it onto the grass. It grew into a big flower that sprayed water, and it started to give everyone water.
The villagers were so happy that they built a big tower, and every year they would go and celebrate the day that the dragon gave them water.
By S.L.
Dragon Rock
Long, long ago in a far away land, near a deep valley, there were spiky green pine trees swooshing and swaying , while the cold , clear , spring water oozed and trickled along the valley floor. The villagers were very happy and the children loved to play through the grassy, green mountains.
But, not long away from there lived a dragon that looked just like a dragon sculpture from the Museum. The villagers weren’t afraid of the dragon because it would never move.
His skin was a powerful turquoise with yellow and red scales. He had beautiful brown eyes that shone in the firm sunlight, and his eye lashes were bendy like wavy sticks. The huge nostrils of his were like the size of exploding volcanoes and his smelly feet smelt just like old mouldy bread. His tail was as stiff as a tree root under the ground. Horrible smells like old rotten milk and mouldy cheese drifted from his body. His body felt like rough rocks and slime just like a jelly fish, and in some gaps between his scales he had gross little grass mountains . Also, worst of all he tasted just like sea salt with a hint of spice, YUK!
In the village there was one major problem, there had been no water in the valley for days and the ground would always soak up all the water . The villagers had to start washing their clothes in the old dishwashing water.
The townsfolk grew worried. The villagers would murmur depressing predictions to each other when passing by. The people from the village would always look up at the sky and search for rain and grey clouds in the blue, clear skies. But, none of them ever came.
3 days later the valley had turned browner, and their lawns had faded to crisp grass. All the children begged their parents to spend their last few dollars on water from old Mrs Greywistles supermarket. They were very happy to get the last bit of water for their thirsty children to drink. Every parent in the village started to go to old Mrs Greywisles supermarket to buy their children some water as well as themselves.
One day the parents got home from the supermarket and they felt a slight shake. The ground started to rumble and suddenly the ground sent explosions of soil and trees into the air, and the next explosion split a great big hole into the earth.
The people of the village squeezed up together against a wall near the dragon. They heard a noise like, Aahh Aahh Ahhchoo! The sneeze made a huge crack around the villagers. The crack started to make a huge lake right in the middle of the dusty, brown ground. The lake was shining through the sunlight. The people of the village started to get scared. At that very moment the dragon flew away and never was seen again .
Later on in the year the children of the village would spread flowers around the cave where the dragon had lived. From that day forward they would celebrate the dragon by putting flowers around the cave every month.
R.T.
But, not long away from there lived a dragon that looked just like a dragon sculpture from the Museum. The villagers weren’t afraid of the dragon because it would never move.
His skin was a powerful turquoise with yellow and red scales. He had beautiful brown eyes that shone in the firm sunlight, and his eye lashes were bendy like wavy sticks. The huge nostrils of his were like the size of exploding volcanoes and his smelly feet smelt just like old mouldy bread. His tail was as stiff as a tree root under the ground. Horrible smells like old rotten milk and mouldy cheese drifted from his body. His body felt like rough rocks and slime just like a jelly fish, and in some gaps between his scales he had gross little grass mountains . Also, worst of all he tasted just like sea salt with a hint of spice, YUK!
In the village there was one major problem, there had been no water in the valley for days and the ground would always soak up all the water . The villagers had to start washing their clothes in the old dishwashing water.
The townsfolk grew worried. The villagers would murmur depressing predictions to each other when passing by. The people from the village would always look up at the sky and search for rain and grey clouds in the blue, clear skies. But, none of them ever came.
3 days later the valley had turned browner, and their lawns had faded to crisp grass. All the children begged their parents to spend their last few dollars on water from old Mrs Greywistles supermarket. They were very happy to get the last bit of water for their thirsty children to drink. Every parent in the village started to go to old Mrs Greywisles supermarket to buy their children some water as well as themselves.
One day the parents got home from the supermarket and they felt a slight shake. The ground started to rumble and suddenly the ground sent explosions of soil and trees into the air, and the next explosion split a great big hole into the earth.
The people of the village squeezed up together against a wall near the dragon. They heard a noise like, Aahh Aahh Ahhchoo! The sneeze made a huge crack around the villagers. The crack started to make a huge lake right in the middle of the dusty, brown ground. The lake was shining through the sunlight. The people of the village started to get scared. At that very moment the dragon flew away and never was seen again .
Later on in the year the children of the village would spread flowers around the cave where the dragon had lived. From that day forward they would celebrate the dragon by putting flowers around the cave every month.
R.T.
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