Christmas in the Summertime

Space 5 love the Funky Monkeys song called Christmas in the Summertime so we made a video clip to go with it.  We hope you enjoy it!

Never Run Across the Road

The Museum

"I like the Museum" I said.  On Friday Space 5 went to the Museum to learn Maori art.

First we hopped on the bus.  It was bumpy and noisy.

Next Space 5 hopped out of the bus and went inside the Museum.  There was heaps of things.

After that Matua George took us down to a room.  I did a drawing and I did a painting and a drawing on a piece of paper.

Last of all Space 5 went back to school.

By Wairua

Our amazing tower

On Thursday while some of our class was away, we decided to make the tallest tower.  We worked really hard and used all of the square Lokon pieces.  It was tricky when it got taller and it kept breaking.  When we had finished, we measured it and it was 183 cm tall!

The Gingerbread Man

Nan

This Nan has wrinkly skin and golden glasses.  She is friendly and nice.  She has a stripey top and she lives in an old house.   She is lonely.

By Wairua

Kiwis

A kiwi is a small cute bird.  Kiwis are special to us.  There are 3 different kinds of kiwis. 

A kiwi has a long beak to eat worms.  A kiwi has little black eyes and they have holes for ears.

Kiwis are only in New Zealand.  Kiwis live in forests and they live in the bush.  They live in burrows.

A kiwi sleeps all day and at night kiwis eat worms and insects.  They make nests.  Kiwis can’t fly.

By Wairua

Wild Self writing

The horse at my house

Once upon a time I was walking along and I saw a horse.  It was in my house.  I said "Get out naughty horse!"  Then it ran away back to the farm.

By Wairua

What am I?

Read the clues that Wairua wrote and see if you can work out what animals he is!

I have a long trunk and I have some big ears and four legs.  I am grey and I like to play in the water.
What am I?

Autumn

Autumn is cool because all the leaves are colourful.  Way up high the trees shake the leaves down to the grass.  Under my feet it feels crunchy.  I can smell leaves.  I can hear rustling.

By Wairua