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A big ole copy and paste from some selected writing this term.

I've included some writing here from the beginnings of a variety of children's stories this term.
I have been amazed quite frankly at the depth of language and scope of imagination in all the writing this year. Well done Room 5. Look on the e-portfolios for more writing.

The great plague of London

goals:use interesting  words to engage the audience

The streets filled with pitch black darkness, not a sound echoed down the haunted brick streets and spilled with black rats with blood shot eyes and spreading faster than the eye could see. The wind whistled in the darkest part of the night. And shadows in the plated  varnished windows screamed  so loud that it echoed violently around the village  . Death was out there above as striking one by one and tack the wrong path death will make you pay. People in the vacant distance fall to the old wooden floors faster than a  metal could dart.

The towns light up in to a ball of fire deaf  and thin metal sparkes  

exploding on to the brick could streets.

By Ben

The happy ever after life of the wheel

My goal:is to use paragraphs

                                  intro

Once upon a time there lived a cave man named Jimmy Red-bull.

Jimmy Red-bull was a very  wise man , but he sometimes had a mind blank and said the wrong things. Jimmy Red-bull had a deep dark secret that only his best friend Sandy Beach new (Jimmy also new his secret) And that is where my story begins!

By Meg

Goals: Deliberately use written and visual language features when appropriate  to enhance my writing; e.g. similes, and metaphors. and  use complex sentences that are grammatically correct.

chapter 1:

The doctors clinic.

As I walk down the agonisingly dirty street a cloud glides in front of the dimming sun, a shadow so dark you could easily mistake it for the night sky, casts itself over me as if a message from death himself. I finally arrived at my destination; 14 la’comre ( Lay-comp-ra ) lane AKA the dreaded doctors clinic!

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I walk up the rotten oak stairs to the big birch double doors carved with jesus and the cup of christ.   knock on the doors, the sound seems to echo around the whole village. The door opens revealing a man with a crooked nose and fair, close cropped silver hair that shone like polished steel in the light of the torch in the doorway he was in his mid-60’s. “Come in come in” he said, his voice sounded like one of a horse, all croaky and dry but it also had a thick italian accent. I cautiously enter the clinic, the rotten floorboards creak as I walk on them .

By Alex P

Goal: Use more paragraphs and put them in the right place, and to not make my story too long.

The Christchurch Quakes

I lay still on the dry, green grass. My body grew hotter in the ray of sunlight that beamed over me. The birds chirping away happily. Nothing could ruin this perfect sunny day. I heard my mum singing a tune while making some lunch for me and my sister. I spread my arms out and roll around in the fresh grass. I don’t even know what the purpose is of rolling around on the ground, but I guess I really like sunny days. My mind flows with the nice relaxing sound of birds and the crickets.

Hmm this seems weird I thought I had stopped rolling in the grass 2 minutes ago. I look around my fingers trembling with fear. I hear a bloodcurdling scream fill my ears as I realize that I was in the middle of a horrifying earthquake! My eyes widen in fear, as I look everywhere around me. Bits of the roof are cracking up and falling down onto the hard, wooden deck.

By Elly Mae

  Goals: To use interesting words to engage the reader and

Use a variety of different sentence starters.

                                             Chapter one

Ring ring ring the doorbell violently rings. I suddenly get up with a jolt.  As I approach the door and chilly turn the icy varnished nob I feel a brisk and gust of wind and it feels as if I am a dandelion being blowed out harshly.  Then I timidly open the door to find a tall slim man of red with hair as thin as a lion’s mane and feet as big as a table. “Hello,” I say as I invite him in then my brain kicks into action like a lightning bolt struck it and I remember who this man of red is. It was Bruce Ashton.

By Cherry

Welcome back to Term 3

Exciting times ahead, nice to be back, happy smiles and strong work skills on display already and it's only the third day of term! We've kicked into a science type theme, with a lot of science demonstrations and talk and scheming. 

We will be Genius Hour-ing this term and possibly Passions also. Science fair, winter tournament and speeches.....wowsers, what a busy term to come.

Here are some pictures showing us using teamwork to solve a seemingly strange and mysterious stick that likes to go up and not down, and the ever talented Helen K, painting our new drop down green screens onto recycled projector screens. Can't wait to see these in action. :)

Shark Cat edpuzzle

Check out EDpuzzle if you want to create interactive youtube videos to share with the class.

More Zentangles

Our first ever Techie Brekkie

Thanks to all the parents and staff that turned up to our first 'Techie Brekkie'. Thanks to the children who were able to turn up so early and then volunteer to showcase their learning and their GAFE skills to interested whanau.
It was fantastic to wander around and listen in to the discussions happening between parent and child. Several teachers told me that they learnt a lot from the students as well....that is so wonderful!
Yummy coffee and muffins too!

Pecha Kucha Slides Example

Room 5 students are currently working towards a Pecha Kucha style presentation of their learning. Every student has created a provocative statement about a historical phenomena eg. "Nelson Mandela is the greatest human to ever live" and have 10 slides and 20 seconds per slide to make that argument. There is a good 'buzz' about the project and I am excited to hear and see these innovative presentations late next week.

x4 Genius Hour (Moonshot 10x)

As voted for by the class-our most deserving groups to be nominated for Geniushourfair.com http://www.geniushourfair.com/
We have sent in four video reflections on the process to this new competition run by two extraordinary teachers I met in Sydney last year at the Google Teacher Academy. This genius hour competition is their 'Moonshot project' Moonshot thinking 10x and they have created it to help share and celebrate the ideas and creativity put in by students around the world.

I am proud of the way these four groups are able to reflect so soundly on their successes and failures within their own projects.
(Sorry the green screens are a fail on my part)

Naturally Native

We had a fun day out planting native trees up on Piper's Reserve. The class managed the big walk very well and got straight into planting as many trees as they could. Along with the splendid views we had many creepy crawly visitors that sent the hill into delirious shrieking at certain points. 

Thanks to Nelmac for having us and being so patient with us.

Our WW1 Films-Bringing the Literacy Progressions to life with Do Ink

I recently discovered a fantastic app called 'Do Ink' on the Ipads. It allows the students to use a green screen to create any scene they want to act in front of.
We have used our best stories from the literacy progressions WW1 writing project to bring our writing to life. Stories from the trenches, from the hospitals, from the houses of war veterans are used in engaging ways by the students.

Playlist with names to easily find the video you want  (If you don't want to watch all 27 videos in a row)  :)

As this was our first go with the app, some lessons we learnt were

• Holding the ipad still using a chair or table to give our camerawork some stability.
• To talk loudly and clearly when reading aloud.
• To reduce background noise by clearing the room when filming.
• To act out our stories rather than just reading them word for word.

All in all though, the class enjoyed the project and came up with new and creative ways to present their work.