I am a Year 6 student at Owairaka District School in Auckland, NZ. I am in Room 20 and my teacher is Mr Waller.
Wednesday, 27 May 2015
Friday, 22 May 2015
Market
One late night I went to a night market in Henderson.I was trying to walk around to look at stalls but people were shoving and pushing through and it was too busy.The smell of the food was was making me hungry my stomach was grizzling for the yummy food.
When I was walking around the night market I could hear people talking in different languages like Maori, Samoan and others.I saw a stall with toffee apples and the sign said buy two get one free and they cost $2 dollars each for one toffee apple.
When I was at the toffee apple stall I saw a black and white dog tied up on the pole.When people were walking past the dog kept barking.I went a stall to buy some pizza and the dog could smell the it.So the dog decided to jump up and eat the pizza.
Friday, 27 February 2015
The Big Waves
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I was walking on the sand, looking at the big waves in the ocean.
I saw people in the water getting knocked over.
I stared at the people surfing over the waves.
I looked at the big waves splashing and crashing together. I stopped at the sand and someone wrote surfing with a pointy stick. I started to walk into the ocean and it was freezing. My legs and arms had goosebumps and I was shivering. When I got use to the water I finally went in fully. I stayed in the water till we were going to leave.
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Writing
Friday, 12 December 2014
Monday, 15 September 2014
One time a man named Patrick went on a trip to Greece and he meet a donkey and he thought to himself, The donkey hasn’t got a owner to look after the donkey.Then he thought to himself again that the donkey didn’t seem to get to walk anywhere so he decided to walk him somewhere.
When he was walking the donkey he was thinking of names for the donkey and he came up with suddenly the donkey stopped walking.Then patrick hopped on the donkey then the donkey decided to run up the mountain.patrick had fish in a basket and he was carrying in his hands well he was carrying the fish it was getting heavy and then it got heavier .
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Writing
Tuesday, 19 August 2014
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