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Showing posts with label Nikkita. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nikkita. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Moving lines

We used cut up strips of old wallpaper to make moving lines.  We had 24 of them. Some of us put them into colours that matched and then made a pattern, some of us just added the colours we liked.  The first one was in the middle and we placed it horizontally.  We then fanned the others out.  We acknowledge pinterest and amazingartadventures.blogspot.co.nz  where we got the idea from.














Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Today we wrote about the icy day at school.









Today when we came to school there was a lot of ice.  This is what we thought about it.



The ice feels like a smashed ice cube.  It looks like green glass covered with white frozen crumbly ice on top of it. The ice sounds like shiny glass falling on concrete.

By Julia



Slippery slidy ice burnt my hands.  Transparent ice melting into dips of tears. SMASH! It sounds like a beer bottle dropped on the ground.  It tastes like Antarctica.  It smells like fresh frozen water sliding through a puddle.

By Josh M



The ice feels cold and frigid.  It looks like hail. Veins creeping inside the ice. It sounds like it is raining when it cracks.  Wet, green grass melting into ice. It felt like wet paper. Crash, clutter.

By Connor



Crack, crack on icy concrete.  It feels like little dots all connected. It smells like grass. It tastes like drops on my tongue.  It sounds like water swishing round in a puddle.

By Myia



The ice was very cold and looked like a boat shape.  It sounds like crash.  It smells like nothing.  It tastes like freezing cars but I still ate it.

By Montana



The white frosty ice and snow creeping down below. Bang, crash bang. Hail smashes the ground like rockets.

By Bailey



Transparance surrounds me.  I am holding a pirate ship. Smelling like grass. “Oh what luck!”  Numbing hands shoot up arms like rockets firing into space.

By Ryan



Frosty, frozen ice tightens my icy freezing hands.  That ice is pretty. SMASH!  Looks like broken glass.  My hands feel like they are frozen.  It smells like fresh broken water.  It tastes like rippled frozen bits of fur on the frozen rippled ground.

By Jack



Transparance surrounds me. White slides through the grass.  It smells like rain moving. It tastes like fried chicken.

By Deakon



Its magical ice.  It feels like snow and glass together. It looks like water.  It sounds like water.  It smells like water.  It tastes like ice.

By Nikkita



Ice numbing my hands.  Ice as white as paper.  As see through as water.  Humongous rippled ice.  Freezes the school nearly in half.

By Josh W



Bang! Bang! Cold frigid. Ice everywhere.  Smooth pirate ship, shaped bumpy, hail.  Smells like fresh water. Water paper.  Brittle, crash, crash.

By Lewis



Splash, splash, what’s that on my foot?  Its ice!!!!  Frozen ice, numbing my hands and feet.  It smells like crunchy dog food.  Slippery ice slipped across the ground.  Slippery shoes skidded along the teeny ice.  Muddy grass covering the shiny brittle ice.  Crash in my hands.  It tastes like freezing cold water.  It ripples through the icy wood.  People throw clean ice on the bumpy wall.  Chilly wind across the land.  The ice shivered and cracked amongst the classrooms.

By Ollie



Bree! My hands are frozen numb. Wow, it’s crystal clear. Crash, clang. “Oh no.”  It’s broken. It feels like glass. Phew.  I don’t like the wet soaked dog smell.  It comes from hills of mountainous snow.

By Jayme



The ice tasted like tartare sauce.  It felt rough and frigid.  It smelt like eggs.  It sounds like a window smashing.  It looked like a volcano.  It was melting like fire burning it after my hand was numb.

By Izak





Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Measuring a length of string

We have been doing some string maths, we had to guess how long the string was, measure it in mm and cm and then make it into a picture.



Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Read our stories



Read our stories.
We have been generating ideas, organising ideas, words and sentences.  We have been writing short narratives and have had lots of fun doing them. We are learning to hook you into our stories with adjectives to describe what is  happening. These are the first stories we have written.

Once upon a time there lived a man bat.  He lived in a dark abandoned tree. He can speak to vampire bats.  He cannot go into the sun because he does not have his sun ring.  He felt very useless.  Later he went up to the beautiful sun because he got a sun ring from a witch on a broomstick.
By Izak and Montana


Once upon a time there was Big Foot.  He had red flaming eyes and feet as big as a rugby field.  Sad he was because everyone scattered away and hid.  He walked in the forest.  He found a cave. He walked through it and found his family sleeping and sitting near the fire.                     By Bailey and Josh W                            


The Adventure of the Blue Dot.
Boung, boung, boung the blue dot was going to the middle of the forest.  His little shed was colourful and full of dotty photos.  This brave dot always went on adventures!  When he went to the scary forest he found a viscous wolf.  “AAAAh” he screamed and ran past the wolf and got shot.   Bang  AAAAOOOO!!!!!
By Jayme and Ollie


Once upon a time there was a dot family.   They lived in the old old house in the dessert. The special thing about the dot family is there are other rainbow dots in different colours.  The problem was only a few dots could fit in the house.  They got frustrated about it and found a huge house in the end.
By Nikkita and Myia and Julia

Once upon a time there was a super hero.  He lived on a gigantic piece of cheese in space.  No one else can breathe oxygen but he can breathe in outer space.  Powers sprayed out of him but he couldn’t get down to Earth to save people.  How could he get there? He felt put down.  Twinkle, twinkle headed towards him. He grabbed it and his powers returned and he flew to Earth.
By Ryan and Lewis

Once upon a time there was a red dot.  He lived in a colour dot house in the forest.  His house was called dot house.  The red dot was the only one in the world.  Dot had no friendly friends.  Feeling lonely and with no delicious food he ate his toe nails.  Finally he found a pink dot and got married.
By Nikkita and Julia

Once upon a time there was a skeleton zombie who was created by a spectacular wizard.  In his creepy house filled with amazing spiders he ate rotten flesh. The wizard and the skeleton zombie ruled the earth with the wizard’s magic wand.  He could not create another skeleton zombie.  They were the only ones.  After they ruled the earth they ate the rotten flesh.  They went off to another place and lived there.
Jack and Deakon

Once upon a time there was a moth man.  Leaning trees and broken glass were everywhere in the abandoned forest, covering his house.  Smashing stuff, he was furry and had hard fiery eyes.  Cryptic hunters killed his family.  Turning evil and nasty and pesky he smashed all the trees.  He found his family in a cave.
By Ollie and Jayme

Once upon a time there was a robot dragon.  Dark clouds of doom surrounded his dark and dull haunted cloud. A vortex of indestructible fire surrounded him when he saw danger lurking up at him. WHOOSH everybody else flew away. Lonely hearted Robot Dragon flew away with his vortex of indestructible fire surrounding him.  Meanwhile another flying  robot dragon surrounded them both. Robot Dragon said “Thank you that is extraordinary.”
By Josh M

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Lichtenstein Art

We have been doing Ben-Day dot pictures.  This art was made popular by Lichtenstein who did pop art. Ben-Day dot art is found in comics.