Showing posts with label Eve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eve. Show all posts
Friday, 8 August 2014
Friday, 11 April 2014
Wednesday, 2 April 2014
POETRY SLAM
On Monday we had a poetry slam. We were celebrating the fact that we've now had more than 2000 visitors to our blog, and combining this with a chance to share all the fantastic poems we've been writing lately.
Slam Poetry is a way to perform your poems for others. We also drew our inspiration from the Beat Poets, a generation of writers from the 1950s who used poetry to tell the world about their ideas. As well as some fabulous costumes,
we even had Beat-inspired food!
Slam Poetry is a way to perform your poems for others. We also drew our inspiration from the Beat Poets, a generation of writers from the 1950s who used poetry to tell the world about their ideas. As well as some fabulous costumes,
In the afternoon everyone had a chance to perform a poem - we'll post these performances to the blog soon...
Wednesday, 19 March 2014
Our writers' circle
Every Wednesday we start the day by writing observations in our Writer's Journals. Today, at Tama's suggestion, we sat in a circle outside afterwards to share our writing with each other. We always give each other feedback at the end - today we really liked each other's descriptive writing.
Spiky
The spiky feeling you get when you touch it...
You look closely
it's a nut
spiky and crumbled,
sharp.
It tastes like vanilla
and feels like a knife
poking you hard
and it looks like a spiky brush!
By Cody
The nut
It looks like a hedgehog
but it is a nut.
It's got razor-sharp spikes
to protect it from getting eaten.
It feels rough.
It tastes like vanilla.
It smells like toast.
By Quinn
Tree sap
Glowing in the sun
see through
once golden-brown
with bubbles of goo
shining in the sun
By Eve
It flows off the pohutukawa tree
it fades and loses its colour
then lies still like sand
but it can still travel the world
By Meline
A knot tied of prickles
they're the colour of corn
burnt on fire
black streaks
By Peta
Lumpy crusty shell:
it tastes like paint
it has a gloomy shadow
pink green blue orange and silver
it brings the sea with it.
by Peta
Freezing white shell
sitting on the sand.
The wind swaying
from side to side
forcing the waves to crash
and wash the rocks.
The shell still sits there.
By Jamie
In the city
a poster of a shell
shines in the light
glistening till night-time
By Jamie
Spiky
The spiky feeling you get when you touch it...
You look closely
it's a nut
spiky and crumbled,
sharp.
It tastes like vanilla
and feels like a knife
poking you hard
and it looks like a spiky brush!
By Cody
It looks like a hedgehog
but it is a nut.
It's got razor-sharp spikes
to protect it from getting eaten.
It feels rough.
It tastes like vanilla.
It smells like toast.
By Quinn
Tree sap
Glowing in the sun
see through
once golden-brown
with bubbles of goo
shining in the sun
By Eve
It flows off the pohutukawa tree
it fades and loses its colour
then lies still like sand
but it can still travel the world
By Meline
A knot tied of prickles
they're the colour of corn
burnt on fire
black streaks
By Peta
Lumpy crusty shell:
it tastes like paint
it has a gloomy shadow
pink green blue orange and silver
it brings the sea with it.
by Peta
Freezing white shell
sitting on the sand.
The wind swaying
from side to side
forcing the waves to crash
and wash the rocks.
The shell still sits there.
By Jamie
In the city
a poster of a shell
shines in the light
glistening till night-time
By Jamie
Labels:
Cody,
Eve,
Jamie,
Meline,
observation,
Peta,
poetry,
Quinn,
writers' journals
Tuesday, 4 March 2014
Our multiple intelligences
Today we were thinking about the health of our BRAINS. We looked at a whole lot of pictures of kids doing different things, and discussed what we think they might be good at. We wrote these ideas in yellow. As we placed the pictures on our poster, we thought about how these talents might be connected, and tried to place and group similar talents together. Then we talked about Howard Gardner. He has done a lot of research on how we think and has come up with a theory of multiple intelligences, describing how different people's brains work in different ways. When we looked at his list of multiple intelligences we found that it was very similar to ours. We stuck his words (in white) alongside our own ideas.
Howard Gardner says, "All of us have the full range of intelligences; that is what makes us human beings, cognitively speaking. No two individuals—not even identical twins—have exactly the same intellectual profile."
Our intellectual profile is a way of describing which intelligences we feel more or less confident in.
Tomorrow we're going to think more about our own intelligences. Which do you think are your strengths? Which do you want to develop more?
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