Week 10 Reflection

Writing: I wrote some Haikus and Limericks

Waves crash on the shore

People run along the beach

Sand beneath my feet

Food makes me happy

Sweet, Sour, Kinds of yummy food

Scoffing my face now

There once was a very fat cat

Who owned a very big bat

He hit them in the head

They ended up dead

That was the end of that.

There once was a grumpy old man

Who had a quite nasty fake tan

His last name was trump

He did a big dump

He built a giant poo dam

By Ella and Bronah

Maths:

Heres some of my Questions from my weekly revison task. 

We also did a Graph and the question was ( what type of cadbury chocolate is the most popular)  

CARAMELLO WON!!

Reading: Bronah, Kate and I made a movie trailer for the novel we are reading. Here it is, ENJOY!

Week 3 Reflection

Here is a refletion of some of our learning from the week

ART: 

I finally finshed my collage of a horse jumping

Maths: Here is a DLO I created of how to multiply fractions



Writing- CLICK HERE for a link to my alliteration poems
Chinese:
Heres some of what we learnt

Beach writing

Here is my peice of discriptive writing I wrote about the beach.

WALT:  Write a peice of discrptive writing 

Horse of the Year Writing

WALT: Write a peice of descriptive writing 

My Poetry Anthology

My mysterous shed writing

Campfire story

WALT:Use the correct tense

WALT:Use exciting vocab 

CAMPFIRE STORY 

"George, pass me another marshmallow" Yelled Fred overtop of the blaring fire and the howling wind. The marshmallow whisled past his face and into the bush behind him so Fred jumped up to retrive the pink squishy marshmallow. "Did you see that?" Whispered Fred "In the bush, I thought I saw somthing with big eyes, there were two of them!" 

"Fred, I think your seeing things, you might need your eyed checked. Just sit back down and have another marshmallow". 

So Fred sat back down and reached inside the multicoloured bag and grabbed a squishy marshmallow and started roasting it. As soon a Fred raised the marshmallow to his mouth "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" George shrieked and stuttered "Fr...Fr...Fred,BEHIND YOU!" he ran off screaming"Monster MONSTER!" Fred looked behind him and saw two bright blue gleaming eyes staring back at him. Fred shivered as a gush of wind blew threw the green forest trees put out the fire.He wished George was here, he had a black belt in karate. 

Bad thoughts rushed through his mind like "Are they dangerous ""What are these creatures" and"What are they doing here" . Fred had no weapon or anything to sheild him so he threw a marshmallow, he knew what Fred would of said:" Pathetic" The creatures stepped out of the darkness into the light of the fire "Gruffalos!" Fred had read the book a million times and here infront of him was a gruffalo, a real live gruffalo and a baby gruffalo! Fred threw another marshmallow, double pathetic.  The big gruffalo Roared and the baby Gruffalo screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and ran foward snached the marshmallow bag and ran back. 

CRACK!
Fred had also read harry potter a million times. The grufflos has just apparated like witches and wisards do in the magical world.Apparting was just like teleporting and Fred always wished he could do it. 

"George,Its ok to come out now, they've gone!" Fred heard the faint sound of someone scrambling down a tree, landing on the forest floor and the noise of George's squeaky shoes coming closer. He was glad he had more matches and marshmallows.

THE END!

Marshmallow bare bones

WALT: Create a bare bones story 

1.  Boy at campfire cooking marshmallows
2. Boy sees somthing 
3.  2 monsters walkup behind him in darkness
4.  Boy gets scared 
5.  Boy throws marshmallow 
6.  Monster yells and Baby monster yell 
7.  Boys sees monster is Gruffalo and baby Gruffalo
8.  The Gruffalos steal marshmallows 
9.  The Gruffalos run off
10.  Boy hears loud crack 
11.  Boy thinks they must of apparated  

Message in a bottle

WALT: USE CORRECT TENSE.

WALT: USE MORE EXCITING VOCAB.

WALT: HOOK THE READER IN AT THE START.

The Message In a Bottle.

The bottle lay there, waiting for someone to discover the ancient object.

The slimy frail glass had been bashed around in the sea before it had washed up on the rocky beach.

The bottle was keeping the secret safe waiting until the right person had come along, someone good enough to keep the secret the bottle was hiding.

The secret was written on old parchment with a fancy ink pen dating back to 1889.

Then one day at precisely 4.58pm a small girl no older than 6 came walking down the shoreline. This girl could keep a secret, she kept walking probably looking for shells until she found the bottle wedged between two slimy rocks. She picked up the bottle and kept walking far away away from the beach.

Commonweath games story

MY COMMONWEATH GAMES SWIMMING STORY!

As they gained on me I swam harder and harder. Here I was at the Commonwealth Games swimming in the 400m freestyle, my dream since I was 8. Ten years later I finally achieved my goal as the youngest in the event at only 18 years old against world champs.  Here was the last 50 meters and I swam my hardest I ever had in my life. My legs kicked so hard that they felt like they were going to turn into jelly, only another 10 meters and I was sure to get a medal.  1, 2, 3, As I touched the edge of the pool I could hear cheering pounding around my head, I had won a gold medal!

Abcya Word Cloud-Horse of the year

HERES THE LINK TO THE REPORT 

My First We Video about France

CLICK HERE FOR MY FRANCE REPORT

MY FIRST PIC LIT!!!

See the full PicLit at PicLits.com