War (A soldier's story - WW1) by Isabella

War  

(A soldier’s story - WW1)

The muddy trenches are putrid and horrible.  Sewage and blood, scattered in the murky trenches.  A shortage of water, and little food. War is the worst place to be.

Guns fire everywhere. Bombs explode in the distance. The donkey and his master walk through the battlefield, peacefully. War can be a loud place to be.

I think of my family at home in New Zealand. My wife and children, working until sundown. Unfortunately, I am stuck in Gallipoli, firing my gun all day. War can be a sad place to be.

Poppies blooming in spring. Red, marking my peers who have not survived.  The poppies will mark their place, in Flander’s Fields. War can be a place to remember.  

Lest we forget those who fell during the war. Some who fell were forgotten, for they had no family to remember them. Lest we forget.

 

Black by Isabella

Black by Isabella

Black is the colour of dreams changed to nightmares

It is the colour of evil defeating the good

It is the night without the moon

It is ghosts lurking in the wardrobe

Black is the colour of a monster’s mind

It is the colour of a thunderstorm covering the land

It is a panther creeping around in the night

Black is the colour of Halloween’s creatures at midnight

It is the colour of a witch’s black cat lazing on the chair

It is the headstones lined up in the gloomy cemetery

It is the colour of a shadow, frozen in the sun

Black is an evil colour

Ardnamurchan Peninsula

Seaside Mist 

The silver mist was devouring the coast.  The sound of waves slamming up against the rock makes my heart beat faster.  The miserable rain drizzles down on my dropped shoulders.  I hear something. What?

More echoes seem to come from nowhere.  At the bottom of the cliff, sat two dogs. I wander closer.  A dog started to scurry towards the lighthouse. Full of questions and thoughts, we followed it. 

It brought us to an abandoned spot on the top of the cliff. The wind was still howling as we carried on following the strange dog. The lighthouse gate was next. The rain was still drizzling... where to next?

Integrity Games (Year Ones)

12.4.2017             Integrity Games

At the start of the term, we started doing inquiry. With Mrs Hobbs, we started creating fun ‘Integrity Games’ for the little ones.

A few weeks later, we played them. Ours (Lily, Lylah and Me) was called ‘Obstacle Statues’.

I think the Integrity Games went well. I could’ve been better, but it was good.  The best thing was that the juniors loved it.  I think they really liked the moon-hoppers.

There were some things we could’ve done better. For example, we didn’t think it through properly at the start.

I thought the Integrity Games were great. I am very proud of our game we made.

By Isabella Andersen

Bike Reflection

2.3.17             Bike Reflection

For the last three weeks, Claire from team energise has come into school to talk to us how to do things with our bikes.

On the first week, we learnt simple things like the ABC check. The ABC check helps us make sure our bikes were safe to ride. We also checked our helmets fitted correctly and everything was tight.

Then we did some games. We played the box game, the slow race and lots of other games.

Kahikatea team is very grateful for Claire coming in and helping us with biking techniques.