Respect

 This week room 4 has been learning about one of our school values which is respect. Everyone had to create a slide about what respect means. Here is mine:

Astrid and the wolf

                                          Astrid and the wolf

Note: 

We were adapting fairytale stories

Astrid held out her hands. She was alone in the forest, and an eerie silence surrounded her. All she could hear was the faint buzz, like a bee settling down on a flower, coming from the thing she held so protectively in front of her.

Her hands were suddenly filled with a comforting warmth, as a silvery light pulsed from the object. A tingle ran down Astrid’s spine.

“It must be magic…” She muttered excitedly under her breath... “It must be!”  “I shouldn’t tell anyone” she whispered to herself . It was silent for a moment until Astrid heard someone or something step on a twig, she got an enormous freight, she threw her hands up in the air, turned around to see what scared her, and screamed.

She couldn’t believe what she was looking at. It was a tall wolf standing on his two back feet, he had dark brown fur, big red eyes as red as blood and he was wearing a dark blue jacket with matching blue pants. Astrid turned around and saw that the magic had disappeared. She freaked out, she didn’t know what to do. 

The tall wolf was slowly walking towards Astrid with a very big grin on his face and water dropping down from his mouth. She was planning on running away but she had a scary thought that he would chase her. Astrid was looking around trying to find something to defend herself, she looked at the ground and saw something covered in leaves hoping that it was a strong stick to defend herself, she tried grabbing it with all her might but the wolf kept walking towards her and the closer he got the greater the terror got.

Dribble was pouring down his mouth and he made all kinds of growling noises. The wolf took his time walking towards Astrid knowing that she wouldn't escape. “You’re too weak to pull that branch out of the ground!” He said with a hungry growl “And you'regonna taste delisious!” He growled. Astrids heart was racing and she began to breathe faster and heavier than she’d ever had. “How can you talk?” She asked in terror “Didn’t you read the sign when you first came in here?” the wolf asked “No, what did it say?” she asked, “Well you're in the enchanted forest of course!” He shouted. Astrid was confused, one minute she was about to get eaten and the next they were asking each other questions like nothing bad was going on between them. Astrid sat down on the ground covered with orange and yellow leaves that had fallen from the trees, repeating: “This is all just a dream, this is all just a dream!” The wolf sat down next to Astrid, then she was really confused. “The names Timmy” he introduced “What's your name?” he asked “Astrid” she whispered with fear still inside her “Well what a gorgeous name you have,” said Timmy. Minutes had past and half of Astrid was still a bit confused and the other half of her was calm, telling her to just go with it. Timmy continued chatting then Astrid finally straightened up and began talking with Timmy then they became best friends. The end!

Narrative sentence starter

 Today, I have created two narrative sentence starters on google slides.

The piano

          The piano

For many years now the piano had stood in silence, like a tombstone in a graveyard, surrounded by echoes, memories of the past.

What things the piano had witnessed! Glorious concerts that delighted the countless ladies and gentlemen that dressed up in their finery and flooded into the concert hall: a wave of laughter and joy. Oh, how the piano had shone under the lights! Oh, how its keys had sung the most beautiful melodies, bathing the audiences in the movements of Chopin and Beethoven performed with angelic perfection! Now, everything was different. The events of the last few years had seen to that very last moment.

For many years now the piano had stood in silence, like a tombstone in a graveyard, surrounded by echoes, memories of the past.

What things the piano had witnessed? Glorious concerts that delighted the countless ladies and gentlemen that dressed up in their finery and flooded into the concert hall: a wave of laughter and joy. Oh, how the piano had shone under the lights! Oh, how its keys had sung the most beautiful melodies, bathing the audiences in the movements of Chopin and Beethoven performed with angelic perfection!

Now, everything was different. The events of the last few years began to fade away as if they weren't even a part of the piano's memories. The notes for the songs that the piano had sung years ago were lying on its keys. The pages were very over aged looking, all twenty pages were brown like a kiwi.

Advice poem

 Take a risk.

Challenge yourself.

Strive to be your best.

Encourage others to do the same.

Reach for the stars.

Dare to dream. 

By Dakota

My acrostic poem

Desperate for a lot of fun things!

Amazing at helping other people!

Kind to other people that aren’t annoying!

Organized in class!

Terrific at helping people!

Artistic in art!

My poems

 My Haiku poem:

It was so, so cold.      

Then it started to pour down.

And I was soaking.

My If(or what if)poem:

If I were as fast as the flash, I’d run across the whole world.

If I were the principal of Ahipara school, I’d allow lollies in the school grounds.

If I were a bird, I’d fly around the whole world.