Book Character Day

Book Character Day
We had a wonderful day dressing up as some of our favourite book characters.
Can you work out who we are?

Saving a Silver-Eye

Saving a silvereye bird

On Tuesday after school me, Isaac and Kiijahna were playing a game then Kiijahna found a silver-eye bird lying on the ground. Isaac picked up the bird and it just gripped onto Isaac’s finger like it was in shock. Is it injured? Is it going to die?  

I thought I should take it home to look after it. So I took it home and put it in a box with tissues and some food.

After two hours we checked on the silver-eye and it was out of the BOX! I found it by my wooden desk. Suddenly it flew onto my desk. The injury had gone, yay! 

It started flying around my room like mad! After all that flying, Annabel, my babysitter picked up the bird and put it by my window then it flew away.

Now that was something I’ll never forget!

By Marek Rickerby

Star Writers!

As you know we have some truly amazing writers in room 9.  Two of the children's pieces of writing were entered into a NZRA Writing competition.  There were over 70 pieces of writing sent in across the different primary levels and Amelie and Julia came 1st and runner up respectfully for the Year 3 section.

This is a great achievement and all of us in Room 9 are very proud of you both!

Here are some photos of the girls receiving their awards and their stories for you to enjoy reading.

My Adventure In Ross Creek

As we stepped past the sign, a cold chill went down my spine like waves crashing against the shore. The trees were twisty and crooked. I hoped I woudn’t fall off the egde of the track. It was like a haunted forest, but there were just no ghosts. I could smell a soily, musty smell among the trees, as if someone had stinky feet in a strong scent, Eeewww! The branches that hung over us were chipped like the ragged old clothes of a pirate. The stream made trikling noises. It was whooshing and whirling, twisting and twirling. The mushrooms were like fairy houses. And then I knew, that was an adventure I would never forget.

By Amelie Warlow

Ross Creek

Whoosh…whoosh, the sound of rushing water made me leap with excitement. “This is an Adventure,” I thought. I heard beautiful voices of sweet little bellbirds. The gentle air felt like a slow sloth brushing against me. I smell the horrible stench of damp, dirty muck of rotting wood. Quite a we way in to our walk at Ross Creek I saw a streak of sun light glistening through the great big grandfather trees. In Ross Creek there’s an ice-cold stream of rushing water. Deep down it get’s extra ice-burgy but I was still as hot as the sun! Most of the leaves were a deep green but some other leaves were scattered over the ground in all different shapes and sizes with pretty colours. As I walked out of the beautiful forest I felt my foot swelling up, it must have been when I stepped over the stepping stones but I didn’t care because I had the time of my life!

By Julia Worthington.