We are an enthusiastic bunch of Year 5 and 6 students from Grey Lynn School. We look forward to sharing our learning journey with you this year. We would love to receive comments and feedback on our posts.
Friday, 15 May 2015
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Tuesday, 5 May 2015
Our Trip to waitakare refuse Center By Matthew- Part 1
On 29 April 2015 Room 11 and 1/2 of room 10 went to the waitakare refuse center. When we got there we were told to go to a small pitch of grass by the classrooms and we were given instructions.
Room 11 first activity was the classroom, in the classroom we learnt about how 65% of all rubbish in red bins isn't sopoused to be there. 10% was green waste, 40% was food waste, 15% was recycling!!! And the last 35% was sopoused to be there.
Our Next activity in the classroom was to sort a bag of rubbish into bins, the bins were: Recycling, Reusable, Paper and Cardboard, Rubbish and food waste. Then after that we had to score the other team out of 10. Shaan was chosen to score he other team out of 10, He gave them 8. Then Maya was chosen to score our team. We did pretty bad but Maya felt generous and gave us 7 and 1/2.Friday, 1 May 2015
Trip to the Transfer Station
We all learnt alot..Room 11 comment on this post with some of your wonderings or new learning from the trip!
Anzac Poetry
WORLD WAR ONE
Shells exploding, mines blowing
Marching through the mud below
Through the stressful day and night
Fighting for their precious life
Bullets blasting the air filled with smoke
Family's are praying their husbands survive
Then poppies give hope
To soldiers within their sight
While poppies stand
Soldiers fight with might
Their rifles down
They spy on the enemies
Then finally they call a truce
Among everyone throughout the fields
Far and wide and it stops
The dreadfulness stops
Will it happen again?
By Noah
Poppies.
Poppies,
shimmering in the sunset,
The sound of trumpets and voices singing,
Remembering the past when world war 1 was the present.
Poppies,
To remember the loved ones and honor the Brave,
Poppys on the open dead fields ,
Still growing now poppys all around,
Poppies,
Make us remember the ones who came before us,
In the sunset standing alone the first poppy to ever grow,
Remember the poppies sitting under the twinkling blue sky.
So remember the sweet sweet Poppies
By Mila
By Mila
Wednesday, 1 April 2015
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