Tuesday, 15 September 2015
Thursday, 13 August 2015
mataura river
Hands on investigation of the Mataura River
Yesterday, Room 7 headed down to the Mataura River to carry out a variety of investigations with the help of Pat and Mark from Environment Southland.
Despite the brisk temperatures the class thoroughly enjoyed the outing and the opportunity to carry out meaningful investigations.
The Enviroscape Visits Gore Main
Recently, as part of our Mataura River Inquiry Unit, Pat from Environment Southland came to explain how we have an impact on the health of our streams and rivers.Several household substances were used to simulate the ways in which we pollute our environment. The class saw first hand how rain washes the pollution away - into our rivers, streams and seas.
Monday, 29 June 2015
Dancing at Windsor Park
On Tuesday the 23rd, the Gore Main School
students who took part in the Southland Festival of Dance, went down to Windsor
Park Rest home.
Keira Dawson, Rhett Brunton, Bonnie Miller and Macy Scoles did
their four dances they had learnt at Rachel’s Dance Studio. The dances were the
Waltz, Samba, Jive and the Chacha.
The dances we done were the American Smooth Tango and The
Jive. It was fun. Everyone thought it was pretty amazing.
By Jessica Udy
Monday, 8 June 2015
Friday, 5 June 2015
Today, in response to the Dunedin floods, Room 7 wrote descriptions, trying to imagine what the environment might be like for the people of Dunedin. Here are just a few.
Citizens of Dunedin at Peril
I see houses being pulled apart from the water, as we speak.I feel the cold dirty water going up my spine and making it shiver.
Women are screaming from the tree tops to stay safe as the flood water rises.
Nash
Dunedin is in Danger
I can hear a lady screaming because she is stuck in a wavy tree, because she tried to escape.I can see the scrambling fire fighters helping the screaming people.
I can feel the vibrations of gushing water outside.
Pyper
Dunedin's Supersized Flood
I see the citizens of Dunedin in chaos.I hear the sirens of the fire trucks racing down the street.
I can hear citizens gasping in their cars because their houses will be flooded.
I feel the ripples of the water smacking me on the ankles.
I feel the rough sandbags in my delicate hands.
Baden
Flood City
Rigid sandbags are stacked up in front of the door.The rushing water is sinking into my shoes.
I hear the bloodcurdling screams of an elderly woman trying to escape the treacherous crashing water.
Clarke
Dunedin in Chaos
Citizens are gasping for help while banging hard on the windows.Fire engines are going, "Wee ohh, wee ohh" to warn people to "go home, you'll be safe".
I can feel water coming into my shoes and soaking my socks.
Neela
Dunedin is in Danger
I hear the fire engines siren warning people they'll be okay, but the people don't think so.Windows are smashing from the pressure of the water.
I feel our carpet getting wet because the doors aren't trapping the water and we don't have sandbags. "Oh dear".
Brooke
The Jumbo Flood
Children are jostling into buildings to get to higher ground because their parents said, "Get in there!"I listen to all of the elderly trapped in their cars.
I feel the ice cold river pushing against my legs and my numb fingers.
Matt
Friday, 29 May 2015
Describing More than the Obvious
The anaconda's jaw
dislocates when he wants to devour large prey. If he eats something monstrous
he won’t need to eat for six months.
The small boy feels
worried as he sits on top of the massive anaconda wondering if it will jump up
and devour (eat) him.
He hears the hiss
from the anaconda, hurting his delicate ears.
He hears his heart
beating like a giant stomping his giant feet.
He feels the
anaconda slithering away under his sweaty trembling hands.
He feels shocked as
he watches the anaconda slither through the pale water. Soon it might be blood
red.
The anaconda has a
jaw that dislocates so the prey can fit down its throat. When the prey reaches
its stomach the skin stretches.
The ugly beast is
so fat that he cannot move.
The boy feels
surprised because this anaconda is not swallowing him alive.
He sees the snake
trying to slither away.
He feels the scaly
green and black skin.
The boy feels excited to be able to touch the anaconda.
The boy feels
butterflies in his tummy because the anaconda might turn around sharply and eat
him whole.
When the anaconda
eats, it drags its prey into the water and drowns it, before eating it whole.
It can dislocate its
jaw and eat animals bigger than it, such as a crocodile.
The little boy is
patting the snake wondering if the slimy anaconda is going to swallow him
whole.
The snake is
curious if the boy is trying to hurt him or trying to be friendly.
He hears the slithering of the giant anaconda as he fingers the anaconda's scales.
The boy feels
curious as he's stroking the slithering snake.
He feels thousands
of scales on the slimy anaconda.
He feels that his feet
are getting mouldy and wet because water is soaking into his shoes.
The anaconda is
camouflaged, but getting dirtier while slithering in the mud.
The boy feels
excited because he wants to take the anaconda home as a new pet.
He sees the flash
of the camera and the anaconda's tail thwacking around.
He hears birds
chirp in the green trees.
He hears his mother
screaming, because she wants him to move away from the anaconda before it eats
him whole.
He feels the wet
and gooey scales of the snake.
The boy feels as if
he is an anaconda slithering in the mud too.
The anaconda is
trying to blend into the misty swamp because he doesn't like being seen in the
wild.
The slimy beast's
jaw dislocates in order to devour prey larger than itself, like crocodiles.
The young boy child
feels curious because he wants to feel the anaconda's heartbeat.
He sees his mother
sunbathing whilst the snake slowly creeps into the stream.
He hears the sound
of a bird tweeting and the snake hissing.
The boy feels the
slimy moist reptile as it slithers through the swamp.
He feels his shoes
get trapped in the mud, as he’s stroking its back.
He feels the
anaconda slithering away under his sweaty trembling hands.
Friday, 22 May 2015
Descriptive Writing
This term Room 7 have been focussing on writing a series of descriptions. We have described objects, people and now have tried our hands at describing a scene.
The bus is in the heart of the rain forest.
The bus is a faded red and a muted white.
The branches are swaying helplessly in the wind.
The bugs underground are digging holes in the ground, nipping
on plants.
The bus has a slimy surface and the tree trunks are rough.
The moss is as green as Granny Smith apples.
I see the bus standing still like a statue in the forest.
There is a muted red and white bus surrounded by an army of
trees.
I see a mossy green and white bus with its door wide open.
I see several small snails slithering all over the lost bus,
looking for their friends and family.
The lime leaves of the tree branches are waving in the
rustling wind.
I hear thousands of creatures scuttling under the bus
scavenging for prey.
I feel the wind blowing and I see the debris scattering
across the forest floor.
The bus is lying on the emerald green leaves of the forest
floor.
The mossy red and white bus has its door open while the
venomous spiders hang their cobwebs from the roof.
The bus is a rectangle with square windows and circle tyres.
The bus feels rough like moss that is stuck on concrete.
The trees leaves are green in the sunlight.
The leaves are blowing in the wind while the snails are
slithering along the bus.
A muted red and white coloured bus is stuck in the brown
gooey mud.
The bus is lumpy with rust, dirt and mud.
The pale red and white bus is surrounded by the emerald green
forest.
The heart shaped leaves are on cylinder trunks in the forest.
The oblong bus is trapped in the middle of the forest.
Snails slide up the back of the bus while worms squirm in the
mud.
Monday, 18 May 2015
An Ode to Our Mums
Tracey Ann James Winkel
You should be wishing you had Tracey Winkel as a mum.
She is 42 years old and her birthday is on the 20th of June. She was born in the at McDonalds. in Invercargill. Tracey Winkel is the mother of three children, Gabby (10), Matt (9) and Sophie (6) and a dog, Cobo.
My mum has black curly hair that flips around in the wind. She has freckles that go everywhere on her face. She is very tall and has got brown eyes.
My mum works at the Gore Baptist church. Mum loves singing to her children only about the stuff she hears. She loves Marvel superhero movie series like : The Avengers and Ironman.
I love my mum very very much, and she is the best mum you could ever wish for.
Matt Winkel
My Amazing Mum Nicola
My mum is the best mum in the world.
Nicola McBeath is 42 and was born in Blenheim. She is the oldest of three children. She has one sister and one brother named Marion and Greg. She is married to her lovely husband Graham, and they have two children Rebecca (9) and Nairn (11).
My mum has brown hair with streaks of blonde and red. her hair curls around her purple glasses. Mum has a unique smile. It's like someone is tickling her, but they're not at all.
My mum loves reading books and she also loves eating Thai food while watching Seven Sharp. My mum is allergic to horses, and if she goes near them she'll get a blotchy red face. She also has a fear of rats and mice. If you put them near her she will race for the chair and scream!
My mum is special to me.
Rebecca McBeath
My Mum Kate Ure
My mum is fantastic and I would not ask for a different mum.
My mum is 37 and she is a retired nurse. Kate married Andrew Ure and they have three children Isaac (11), Nathanel (9) and myself (8).
My mum is medium height and she has short dark brown hair. She is not fat, nor skinny. She has dark chocolate coloured eyes and a friendly comforting smile that makes me feel safe.
Kate is a fantastic mum and likes cooking, gardening and going to the pool almost every morning; which makes us have to set out the breakfast things.
My mum is fabulous and I love her very very much.
Ben Ure
Friday, 8 May 2015
Stepping Back into the Past
Stepping Back into the Past
Thank you Mr Sleeman for dropping by to share some memorabilia
from your Uncle Henry who served in World War Two.
Thursday, 7 May 2015
Descriptive Writing
The Efficient Maths Trolley
The maths trolley is for storing mathematics equipment. Before, we had a green box full of maths equipment. All the children would throw things in, but now we have a drawer for every piece of equipment.The trolley is seventy four centimetres tall and ninety one centimetres wide. It is blue with twelve steel grey, red and blue drawers. Each drawer is labelled, and every draw has equipment like number lines, sticks, dice, beans, arrow cards and money inside. You can store Caxton textbooks and maths games on the trolleys surface. The trolleys four wheels help it to be moved around the classroom.
The trolley can be used for storing exercise books, worksheets or art supplies. I think the maths trolley is really great to have in the classroom.
Kayla Eckout
Friday, 1 May 2015
Monday, 20 April 2015
Room 7 PayTribute to the ANZACs
These crosses have been displayed to represent the soldiers who fought in the war.
Eamon and Levi strike an intimidating pose.
We take a visit to the Gore RSA.
Wednesday, 8 April 2015
Some Seriously Stretched Sentences
In
the morning, my cheeky dog zoomed through my legs at the kitchen table, because
he was excited.
Keira
Just after breakfast, my
beautiful cow jumped across the gate at my dad’s farm, because he wanted to moo
at the dogs.
Kooper
In the morning, my amazing
dad taught me how to ride a bike, because I wanted to give it a go.
Sara
After lunch, my fat cat grew
thunder thighs in the garden, because he ate a whole bowl of food.
Luca
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
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