Classroom Learning

Room 8 have been working on writing metaphors as part of a schoolkit writing program where we sent writing to Bellvue School in Wellington, here are some they wrote about our class:

Room 8  Metaphors

     

Room 8 is a water balloon the balloon is the teacher the water is the children ready to  

 pop with excitement

Room 8 is a playground because it is fun of excitement

Room 8 is a fan because we blow away the madness

   Room 8 is a unicorn because the teacher is the body and the wings are the children because we don’t let her down, we try and keep up with work

Room 8 is a bouncy ball, the stripes are the teacher and she keeps bouncing us.

Room 8 is a tiger ready to roar

Room 8 is a tv showing the best movie

Room 8 is a coconut tree waving in the wind

Room 8 is a city, one light on in a building means someones happy

Room 8 is rare stones and every stone is a different personality

Room 8 is a peanut butter and jelly sandwich

Room 8 is a tall tree of kindness

Room is a big long bus with sleepyheads so tired that they can’t stand up.

Room 8 is a big donut filled with heaps of melted chocolate

Room 8 is a cloud of cotton candy

Room 8 is  chocolate donut with sprinkles and a soft inside, the sprinkles representing the children and the chocolate representing the teacher. The soft inside

Room 8 is a bacon and egg sandwich.

Room 8 is a tree with twisted branches like a party bus.

Room 8 is an apple tree with a lot of crunchy apples and strong branches that you can swing on.

Room 8 is a huge double decker bus, there is even room for Jess and Miss M-A to sit down.

Room 8 is the solar system, the sun is the teachers (Jess and Miss M-A) and the planets are the children.

Room 8 is a soccer field, one side is confidence and the other side are like scare tigers. The goalies are angry lions.

Room 8 is a burger with lots of layers. The tomato means kindness, the fresh avocado is the teacher and the lettuce is the children.

Room 8 is a quiet class but then we are kinda noisy, when we do maths we listen and are quiet.

Room 8 is a wind blowing away the madness out of you.

Room 8 is a green apple tree, the tree is our teacher Miss M-A and the apples are her students. When the tree grows green apples, it shows Miss M-A is helping us to learn and as the green apples are her students when they grow it shows the students growing and learning.

Room 8 is a chocolate bar with pancakes, the chocolate is the children and the pancakes the teacher.

Room 8 is a bag, the bag is Miss M-A and we are inside the bag-Miss M-A is holding us together proudly.

Room 8 is a canon because there is an explosion everyday.

Room 8 is a confetti cannon that blasts every time because we find a surprise in every corner.

Room 8 is a double decker bus, the teacher is the driver and the kids are the seats. The teacher is guiding us on every path we take. The bus roars as loud as we speak, communicating in nice toned voices, saying positive things everywhere we go.

Room 8 is a tree, the trunk and the branches are the teacher and the leaves are the students. More leaves grow each day, they are attached together with the branch and trunk and can never be separated. The tree grows stronger because we all work together.

Room 8 is a nutella sandwich, the crust is the teacher, the bread is the students and the nutella is the different personalities.

Room 8 is pacman because we like eating.

Room 8 is a cheetah that loves running fast.

Room 8 is a sandwich of many different fillings because we have different personalities.

Room 8 is a cheese and bacon sandwich with mayo. The mayo represents the teacher, the bacon represents the children and the cheese represents kindness

Room 8 is a cheese and bacon sandwich with mayo. The mayo represents the teachers, the bacon represents the children and the cheese represents the kindness.

Room 8 is a bus, one half is loud and the other half is quiet.

Room 8 is a cracker with fresh avocado and salt because the cracker is mean people, the fresh avocado is the soft people and the salt is the salty people.

Room 8 is a tree, the roots are their personalities.

Room 8 is a cheetah running fast.

Room 8 is a donut with pink icing on top.

Room 8 is a sandwich filled with ham and cheese.

Room 8 is a tall tree filled with noisy birds that want to eat worms.

Room 8 is monkey bars, the outsides are Jess and Miss M-A, and the insides are the children.

Room 8 is a drawing, the details are the students and the outlines are the teachers.

Room 8 is a tall tree, the leaves are the children and the branches are their personalities and habitats, the trunk is the teacher who is proud that her students listen after a while.

Room 8 is like peanut butter, the crunchy kind,the crunchy pieces are the children and the smooth bits are Jess and Miss M-A trying their best to help us with their work.

Room 8 is a necklace, the beads are the kids and the string is the teachers holding the kids together.

Room 8 is like a storm, the clouds are the teacher then the rainbow her students.

Room 8 is a pie with mince and cheese. The outside is the teacher and the mince the students, the cheese is the love that's shared around and on the outside is a proud teacher.

Room 8 is a pack of lions, the big lion the teacher, and the little lions the students that are learning with love and pride.

Room 8 is silly seaweed and a bunch of playful fishes. The water is the teacher and the fishes are always with their teacher.

Room 8 is a melting chocolate bar, when it gets hot in class it will melt.

Room 8 is a double decker bus, quiet on the bottom, loud on the top. At the beginning when       Room 8 first gets on everyone's quiet as we move through to the top we become louder but most of us stay down the bottom

Room 8 is a tall tree with lots of branches with lots of strong branches at the top showing learning and everything at the top of learning but the branches are strong so you can hang on to it and support everyone.

Room 8 is a pair of socks keeping everyone warm but also protecting them from blisters.

Room 8 is a piece of 90% chocolate, at the beginning bitter but soon rich and creamy.

Whenever I get to Room 8 I see a huge mix of groceries, some loud some quiet.

Weeks 1-3

Some of the many activities we have been involved in so far are:

-Working on Maths with Room 17;
-Creating Fish paintings without paintbrushes;
-Our 1st Mandarin language lessons and making Chinese New Year Pockets;
-Some of us going to our 1st Kapa Haka practices;
-Everyone joining in with Te Reo lessons and learning our new Waiata;
-Applying for the jobs we will be doing this year e.g peer mediator, wet day monitor;
-Working with Watercare on an experiment to see Which catchment design sends pollution the furthest, then writing up the experiment in class;
-Having our 1st biking sessions and trying out the bike track (some for the 1st time!);
-Going to our 1st swimming lesson and learning some water safety tricks;
-Some of us refreshed our road patrol skills with a special training.

One of the lessons we have been involved in was Mandarin. Some of the children have written have written up how they find their first lesson:

On Friday we had Mandarin ,Mandarin is not a fruit it is a language that the Chinese people speak.She told us what her name was and the first thing that we did was we met the person who is going to teach us how to learn the language.She taught us how to say a lot of words in Mandarin She also told us what the February the first mean to them.She also taught us how to make Red Pockets, Red Pockets are these envelopes that have money or cards that have what animal year it is. After we made the red pockets she asked us if we would like our name translated into Chinese and mostly everyone wanted their name translated.After we got our names we had to write it down on our red pockets and outline or draw a dog on the red pockets.

By Merielle Legano

Last Friday we had Mandarin,it means a Chinese language. We learnt how to  make  red pockets.
Chinese people use  red  pockets
 for money  at school.
When we were making the red pockets we had to go to this girl called Tracy if we wanted our
name to be in Chinese she
would write it for us.

By Angelo Ah-fook va'afusuaga