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Showing posts with label Term 2 Week 7. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Term 2 Week 7. Show all posts
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Molly's Story

A pocket knife and SyrupOne day Flik, Macky and Borris the 6-legged hodgehegs were bathing in the sun they lived in the Eastern part of Scotland in a small town called Liggermen. They loved catching bees with their long sticky tongue.
One evening Flik told his mum he was going for a walk to find his friend Mocha at the Bulla Bulla tree. So Flik set off to find his friend. When he arrived the Bulla Bulla tree was gone.
“Agh!!!!” Flik screamed. There was a huge tractor coming towards him. As the tractor swung round, another tree flew off his stump and loudly hit the ground.
“I must tell mum before they get to our house!” He quietly mumbled to himself. While the tractors drove past they trailed diesel, and the grass driven over by the vehicle died from the polluted air.
“UH! UH!”(Cough, cough) said Mocha.
“Mocha get out the way!” screamed Flik. Mocha spun his head round quick enough to see the tractor coming. He flew over to Flik with a terrified look on his face. They both ran home to Macky and Borris and told them what happened.
The next couple of nights Flik kept thinking about what had happened and wanted to do something about it, so he got up and went down into the kitchen. He grabbed a pocket knife, golden syrup and a spanner. He grabbed his thick, black, leather school shoes and went to the place where the Bulla Bulla tree was. He saw the tractors and the humans resting. He quietly snuck up to the tractors tire and used his pocket knife to puncture the tyre. Then he ran to the front of the tractor and lifted the top and poured the golden syrup into the oil and used the spanner to turn up the sound of the engine.
In the morning when Flik woke up he saw his mum making breakfast. He could smell the pancakes in the pan cooking.
“Oh we have no golden syrup! I am sure I remember having some in here last night.” Macky said in a grumpy attitude.
“I am going to Mocha’s for a sleepover tonight, mum.”
“Ok have fun.” Said his mum. Flik met Mocha at the Bulla Bulla tree just in time to see the men waking up. One of them turned it on it did nothing but let out a loud rumble. Flik laughed to himself.
“I think we have a flat tyre.” Said one of them. He got out the tractor and checked the oil. The golden Syrup had gotten hard and sticky over night.
“I think we will be camping here another night” said another.
Flik and Mocha both laughed.By Molly Ryan-McGinness
One evening Flik told his mum he was going for a walk to find his friend Mocha at the Bulla Bulla tree. So Flik set off to find his friend. When he arrived the Bulla Bulla tree was gone.
“Agh!!!!” Flik screamed. There was a huge tractor coming towards him. As the tractor swung round, another tree flew off his stump and loudly hit the ground.
“I must tell mum before they get to our house!” He quietly mumbled to himself. While the tractors drove past they trailed diesel, and the grass driven over by the vehicle died from the polluted air.
“UH! UH!”(Cough, cough) said Mocha.
“Mocha get out the way!” screamed Flik. Mocha spun his head round quick enough to see the tractor coming. He flew over to Flik with a terrified look on his face. They both ran home to Macky and Borris and told them what happened.
The next couple of nights Flik kept thinking about what had happened and wanted to do something about it, so he got up and went down into the kitchen. He grabbed a pocket knife, golden syrup and a spanner. He grabbed his thick, black, leather school shoes and went to the place where the Bulla Bulla tree was. He saw the tractors and the humans resting. He quietly snuck up to the tractors tire and used his pocket knife to puncture the tyre. Then he ran to the front of the tractor and lifted the top and poured the golden syrup into the oil and used the spanner to turn up the sound of the engine.
In the morning when Flik woke up he saw his mum making breakfast. He could smell the pancakes in the pan cooking.
“Oh we have no golden syrup! I am sure I remember having some in here last night.” Macky said in a grumpy attitude.
“I am going to Mocha’s for a sleepover tonight, mum.”
“Ok have fun.” Said his mum. Flik met Mocha at the Bulla Bulla tree just in time to see the men waking up. One of them turned it on it did nothing but let out a loud rumble. Flik laughed to himself.
“I think we have a flat tyre.” Said one of them. He got out the tractor and checked the oil. The golden Syrup had gotten hard and sticky over night.
“I think we will be camping here another night” said another.
Flik and Mocha both laughed.By Molly Ryan-McGinness
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Tuesday, June 14, 2011
The Mangroves
There once was a man named Max and his daughter named Lily. They loved walking in the mangroves because it was a peaceful place.
One day they stopped walking in the mangroves because it was getting cut down. They did not like it and they made a big protest and tried their hardest to save the mangroves.
Eventually they won their protest and the government let them save the mangroves and they never forgot that day.
By Ben S
One day they stopped walking in the mangroves because it was getting cut down. They did not like it and they made a big protest and tried their hardest to save the mangroves.
Eventually they won their protest and the government let them save the mangroves and they never forgot that day.
By Ben S
OLA News
School will reopen tomorrow
Wednesday 15 June 2011 9am
The school has been checked by an engineer from OPUS. Once again our buildings have held up really well and we are able to open all classrooms tomorrow. All buildings are ok to be used.
All liquefaction has been cleared from the grounds. Any hazardous areas have been fenced off so that no one has access. All hazards have been marked clearly.
The school water supply is working however we are still required to boil water - we have organised for more bottled water to be delivered to the school and we still have a back up supply. It would be great, however, if you could send your children with their own boiled water in bottles at least until Thursday when the new supply of water should arrive.
There will be a chance for parents to stay on site and have a cup of tea/coffee in the hall, should you wish to, while the children settle in.
Looking forward to seeing you all
Jo Earl
Principal
Earthquake Experience by Talia
When the earthquake happened I was at Avonhead School in their new hall. Before the earthquake the Principle said the room is earthquake proof and would not fall down so we would be safe and then a couple minutes later the earthquake hit. Grace Su sat on my lap because there were no seats for her but in the earthquake she wouldn't get off me so I pushed her down and did the turtle next to her. We went outside on the court with the Avonhead children they were scared too .When I walked outside I saw a big crack down the glass door on the new building. My mum was with me because she offered to take some children to Avonhead School. They said outside that auditions will still go on but a few minutes later they said that we will not do the audition because the children will not do their best. So mum took me, Luka and Olivia back to school and the traffic was so busy but we got there in the end. There was liquefaction at school and the back street behind school. We dropped them off at school and I already had my bag in the car so we rushed home and my step Dad, my Dad, my dog and my sister were home safely. Some things fell over but did not break, so that's really want I did in the earthquake. I hope you did not get any damage so I will see you soon stay safe. :D
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