Softball Field Day

SOFTBALL

Grey Lynn children that are year 5 or 6 could join.
Grey Lynn school had practises with the coach Uala.
We got into groups.    Team A-Team B.
NOW It came to the best,fun and a bit scary part for some. 
Team A- Won the first game.
Team B- Tied in there first game.
Team A- In there second game they won.
Team B- In Team B second round Team B Lost
Team A- Next round they Won again three in a row.Go Team A!
Team B- Team B Won this game
Team A- They Won again 4 times now.
Team B-Did they make it threw to the semi final..... NO! Team B didn't make it through but they had fun. ^.^

Now the final...  

 People In Team A From grey Lynn school VS Ponsonby... Grey Lynn lost by 1 but Grey Lynn came 2nd and Ponsonby came 1st. 

We celebrated after that we packed up and came back to school.

Pam

Pam

Power cuts,

wrecked roofs.

Badly injured,

death beds.

Mighty wind,

crying skies.

The cyclone has come,

when will it die?

Cyclone

Rain scratched the street with her merciless nails
Wind pierced hearts with ear-splitting wails

The two tangoed in the austere sky 
It is their choice who lives and who dies

The arch of a rainbow, a thankful dry spell
Would be something worth rewarding quite well

But as the eye roves far from sight 
It is clear the duo have surpassed all hope with a galling bite 

Motat trip: Electricity and Energy

Post your learning/highlights from the trip in comments Room11...

Joe's Poetry: When lightning strikes

When Lightning strikes,

it flashes as electric charges run through
the ground

when lightning strikes
Zeus grows stronger lightning grows hotter

when lightning strikes
grey & rainy skies always follow
eventually Zeus gets tired then
Poseidon takes his place with a storm

The start of our learning about tessellations using reflection, translation and rotation

Tesselations - Created with Haiku Deck, presentation software that inspires Look for our creations later today...

Roadkill by Riley

   Road-kill

Winter approaches

People are Freezing

Raccoons are packing their bags

Creeping ever so slowly

Not to be caught

Lights flick on

They start to sprint

Though the tall-stalked grass

In to a hidden hole

Out of sight

creeping out carefully 

Not seeing the ROAD

Also the MOTORBIKE

THUD!!!

ROAD-KILL!!!