Monday, 9 November 2015

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Independent Tasks for Tuesday



  • Spelling: WALT hear and record sounds. Activities could include definitions, sentences or vocabulary squares.

  • Writing: WALT write poems (personification or cinquain or both!). Choose your own topic to write about...home, beach, swimming pool.....

  • Reading: Group work as discussed in the class.

WALT write a cinquain poem







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We are learning to hear and record sounds

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Sunday, 8 November 2015

Week 5 Values: Thankfulness

Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
because it means you’ve made a difference.
It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.
~Author Unknown

Wednesday, 4 November 2015

WALT to read aloud with expression in a Readers Theatre

The Gifts of Wali Dad
A Tale of India and Pakistan

Told by Aaron Shepard

Reader’s Theater Edition #7
Adapted for reader’s theater (or readers theatre) by the author, from his picture book published by Atheneum, New York, 1995

For more reader’s theater, visit Aaron Shepard’s RT Page at
www.aaronshep.com/rt
Story copyright © 1995 Aaron Shepard. Script copyright © 1995, 2002 Aaron Shepard.
PREVIEW: Wali Dad, a humble grass-cutter, never asked for wealth—so why can’t he give it away?
GENRE: Folktales
CULTURE: Asian Indian, Pakistani
THEME: Generosity
READERS: 15
READER AGES: 8–13
LENGTH: 10 minutes
ROLES: Narrators 1–4, Wali Dad, Merchant, Queen, King, Ministers 1 & 2, Peris 1 & 2, Servants 1–3
NOTES: For best effect, place NARRATORS 1 and 2 at far left, and 3 and 4 at far right, as seen from the audience. Wali Dadis pronounced “WAH-lee DOD,” rhyming with “Wally Todd.” Paisa, the smallest Indian coin, is pronounced “PAY-sa,” sounding like “pace a.” Khaistan is pronounced “KI-ston,” rhyming with “iced on.” Nekabad is pronounced “NEK-a-bod.”Peri is pronounced “PEH-ree,” sounding like “Perry.” Peris are an import into India from Persian mythology. Originally considered evil, their image changed gradually to benevolent beings akin to fairies or angels. It is said they feed only on the odor of perfume.
Hear the Names | Aaron’s Extras
All special features are at www.aaronshep.com/extras.

NARRATOR 1:  In a mud hut far from town lived an old grass-cutter named Wali Dad.
NARRATOR 4:  Every morning, Wali Dad cut and bundled tall, wild grass. Every afternoon, he sold it as fodder in the marketplace.
NARRATOR 2:  Each day, he earned thirty paisa. Ten of the small coins went for food. Ten went for clothes and other needs. And ten he saved in a clay pot under his bed.
NARRATOR 3:  In this manner Wali Dad lived happily for many years.
NARRATOR 1:  One evening, Wali Dad dragged out the pot to see how much money it held. He was amazed to find that his coins had filled it to the brim.
WALI DAD:  (to himself) What am I to do with all this money? I need nothing more than I have.
NARRATOR 4:  Wali Dad thought and thought. At last he had an idea.
NARRATOR 2:  The next day, Wali Dad loaded the money into a sack and carried it to a jeweler in the marketplace. He exchanged all his coins for a lovely gold bracelet.
NARRATOR 3:  Then Wali Dad visited the home of a traveling merchant.
WALI DAD:  Tell me, in all the world, who is the noblest lady?
MERCHANT:  Without doubt, it is the young queen of Khaistan. I often visit her palace, just three days’ journey to the east.
WALI DAD:  Do me a kindness. The next time you pass that way, give her this little bracelet, with my compliments.
NARRATOR 1:  The merchant was astonished, but he agreed to do what the ragged grass-cutter asked.
NARRATOR 4:  Soon after, the merchant found himself at the palace of the queen of Khaistan. He presented the bracelet to her as a gift from Wali Dad.
QUEEN:  (admiring the bracelet) How lovely! Your friend must accept a gift in return. My servants will load a camel with the finest silks.
NARRATOR 2:  When the merchant arrived back home, he brought the silks to the hut of Wali Dad.
WALI DAD:  Oh, no! This is worse than before! What am I to do with such finery?
MERCHANT:  Perhaps you could give it to someone else.
NARRATOR 3:  Wali Dad thought for a moment.
WALI DAD:  Tell me, in all the world, who is the noblest man?
MERCHANT:  That is simple. It is the young king of Nekabad. His palace, too, I often visit, just three days’ journey to the west.
WALI DAD:  Then do me another kindness. On your next trip there, give him these silks, with my compliments.
NARRATOR 1:  The merchant was amused, but he agreed.
NARRATOR 4:  On his next journey, he presented the silks to the king of Nekabad.
KING:  A splendid gift! In return, your friend must have twelve of my finest horses.
NARRATOR 2:  So the merchant brought the king’s horses to Wali Dad.
WALI DAD:  This grows worse and worse! What could I do with twelve horses? (thinks for a moment) I know who should have such a gift. I beg you, keep two horses for yourself, and take the rest to the queen of Khaistan!
NARRATOR 3:  The merchant thought this was very funny, but he consented. On his next visit to the queen’s palace, he gave her the horses.
NARRATOR 1:  Now the queen was perplexed. She whispered to her prime minister,
QUEEN:  Why does this Wali Dad persist in sending gifts? I have never even heard of him!
MINISTER 1:  Why don’t you discourage him? Send him a gift so rich, he can never hope to match it.
NARRATOR 4:  So in return for the ten horses from Wali Dad, the queen sent back twenty mules loaded with silver.
NARRATOR 2:  When the merchant and mules arrived back at the hut, Wali Dad groaned.
WALI DAD:  What have I done to deserve this? Friend, spare an old man! Keep two mules and their silver for yourself, and take the rest to the king of Nekabad!
NARRATOR 3:  The merchant was getting uneasy, but he could not refuse such a generous offer. So not long after, he found himself presenting the silver-laden mules to the king of Nekabad.
NARRATOR 1:  The king, too, was perplexed and asked his prime minister for advice.
MINISTER 2:  Perhaps this Wali Dad seeks to prove himself your better. Why not send him a gift he can never surpass?
NARRATOR 4:  So the king sent back
NARRATOR 2:  twenty camels with golden anklets,
NARRATOR 3:  twenty horses with golden bridles and stirrups,
NARRATOR 1:  twenty elephants with golden seats mounted on their backs,
NARRATOR 4:  and twenty liveried servants to care for them all.
NARRATOR 2:  When the merchant guided the servants and animals to Wali Dad’s hut, the grass-cutter was beside himself.
WALI DAD:  Will bad fortune never end? Please, do not stop for a minute! Keep for yourself two of each animal, and take the rest to the queen of Khaistan!
MERCHANT:  (distressed) How can I go to her again?
NARRATOR 3:  But Wali Dad pleaded so hard, the merchant consented to go just once more.
NARRATOR 1:  This time, the queen was stunned by the magnificence of Wali Dad’s gift. She turned again to her prime minister.
MINISTER 1:  Clearly, the man wishes to marry you. Since his gifts are so fine, perhaps you should meet him!
NARRATOR 4:  So the queen ordered a great caravan made ready, with countless horses, camels, and elephants. With the trembling merchant as guide, she and her court set out to visit the great Wali Dad.
NARRATOR 2:  On the third day, the caravan made camp, and the queen sent the merchant ahead to tell Wali Dad of her coming. When Wali Dad heard the merchant’s news, his head sank to his hands.
WALI DAD:  (mournfully) Oh, no! Now I will be paid for all my foolishness. I have brought shame on myself, on you, and on the queen. What are we to do?
MERCHANT:  I fear we can do nothing!
NARRATOR 3:  And the merchant headed back to the caravan.
* * *
NARRATOR 1:  The next morning, Wali Dad rose before dawn.
WALI DAD:  (sadly) Good-bye, old hut. I will never see you again.
NARRATOR 4:  The old grass-cutter started down the road. But he had not gone far when he heard a voice.
PERI 1:  (gently) Where are you going, Wali Dad?
NARRATOR 2:  He turned and saw two radiant ladies.
NARRATOR 3:  He knew at once they were peris from Paradise.
WALI DAD:  (kneels) I am a stupid old man. Let me go my way. I cannot face my shame!
PERI 2:  No shame can come to such as you. Though your clothes are poor, in your heart you are a king.
NARRATOR 1:  The peri touched him on the shoulder.
NARRATOR 4:  To his amazement, he saw his rags turn to fine clothes. A jeweled turban sat on his head. The rusty sickle at his waist was now a gleaming scimitar.
PERI 1:  Return, Wali Dad. All is as it should be.
NARRATOR 2:  Wali Dad looked behind him. Where his hut had stood, a splendid palace sparkled in the rising sun.
NARRATOR 3:  In shock, he turned to the peris, but they had vanished.
NARRATOR 1:  Wali Dad hurried back along the road. As he entered the palace, the guards gave a salute. Servants bowed to him, then rushed here and there, preparing for the visitors.
NARRATOR 4:  Wali Dad wandered through countless rooms, gaping at riches beyond his imagining.
NARRATOR 2:  Suddenly, three servants ran up.
SERVANT 1:  (announcing) A caravan from the east!
SERVANT 2:  No, a caravan from the west!
SERVANT 3:  No, caravans from both east and west!
NARRATOR 3:  The bewildered Wali Dad rushed outside to see two caravans halt before the palace. Coming from the east was a queen in a jeweled litter. Coming from the west was a king on a fine horse.
NARRATOR 1:  Wali Dad hurried to the queen.
QUEEN:  My dear Wali Dad, we meet at last. (looks at KING) But who is that magnificent king?
WALI DAD:  I believe it is the king of Nekabad, Your Majesty. Please excuse me for a moment.
NARRATOR 4:  He rushed over to the king.
KING:  My dear Wali Dad, I had to meet the giver of such fine gifts. (looks at QUEEN)But who is that splendid queen?
WALI DAD:  (smiling) The queen of Khaistan, Your Majesty. Please come and meet her.
NARRATOR 2:  And so the king of Nekabad met the queen of Khaistan, and the two fell instantly in love.
NARRATOR 3:  A few days later their marriage took place in the palace of Wali Dad. And the celebration went on for many days.
NARRATOR 1:  At last Wali Dad had said good-bye to all his guests. The very next morning, he rose before dawn, crept quietly from the palace, and started down the road.
NARRATOR 4:  But he had not gone far when he heard a voice.
PERI 1:  Where are you going, Wali Dad?
NARRATOR 2:  He turned and again saw the two peris.
WALI DAD:  (kneels) Did I not tell you I am a stupid old man? I should be glad for what I have received, but—
PERI 2:  Say no more. You shall have your heart’s desire.
NARRATOR 3:  And she touched him again.
* * *
NARRATOR 1:  So Wali Dad became once more a grass-cutter,
NARRATOR 4:  living happily in his hut for the rest of his days.
NARRATOR 2:  And though he often thought warmly of his friends the king and queen,
NARRATOR 3:  he was careful never to send them another gift.
About the Story
All special features are at www.aaronshep.com/extras.

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

Monday, 2 November 2015

Algebra: Walt Find rules for the next member in a sequential pattern




  • draw the next shape in a pattern sequence
  • see how the pattern continues from one shape to the next
  • draw up a table of values






Personification: WALT identify and use personification

                      

Task 1
First, make a list of 10 action verbs that describe things that humans do.
Now, take a look around the room and write down 10 objects that you see.
Look at your two lists and find funny or interesting ways to combine the objects with the verbs. For example, you might come up with “pencil laughing” or “sandwich whispers.” Use these word combinations to create poetic sentences about each object. For example: “My ham sandwich whispers loudly that it hates being wrapped in plastic.”
Task 2
In groups of for, combine your personification sentences to create an entire poem about the classroom. Your poem does not have to rhyme, but it should be at least 8 lines long.

     Here are our amazing poems about the classroom.





Sunday, 1 November 2015

Week 4 Value: Generosity

The Rainbow Fish is an award-winning book about a beautiful fish who finds friendship and happiness when he learns to share. The book is best known for its morals about the value of being an individual and for the distinctive shiny foil scales of the Rainbow Fish. The Rainbow Fish learns the true value of generosity.

                         

              By Marcus Pfister. Read by Ernest Borgnine.  

We can all make the connection to the ending of Toy Story 3 when Andy shows generosity and gives away his prized toys!
 
                          

Friday, 30 October 2015

WALT construct our own simile poems



Click to play this Smilebox slideshow
Here are some examples of simile poems written by children.
Now you can have a go using these writing frames to help. Copy your poem into your writing book.




Thursday, 29 October 2015

Animal Alliteration


Here are some of our examples:

Angry alligators eat apples from Australia.
Amy the angry alligator
Andrew the angry alligator ate apples in Australia
Andy the alligator eats apples in Austria.
Alligators are always angry
Alice the alligator at ate all the apples and apricots.
Allyssa the angry alligator ate a lot of apples
Alice the alligator ate apple's in australia
Alice the alligator ate apples at the academy
An American alligator ate Avia for dinner.
An angry alligator ate an apple.
Allie the angry alligator was eating apples
An angry alligator ate loads of apples
Alex the alligator ate amy the anteater.
Alex the Anteater ate ants in Australia
Angry ant ate a whole apple
An Angry alligator bit my arm
Angry alligator ate apples for lunch
Beautiful butterflies flutterby banded cats.
Belinda the beautiful butterfly
Bob the baboon ate broccoli by the beach
Beautiful butterflies fly by banded cats.
Belinda likes henna
Billy the baboon bumped into Bob's birdie cage.
Briana the beautiful butterfly
Boston the billy goat ate biscuits
Bob the baboon babbles while he rides his bike.
Billy baboon begged for bananas.
Beautiful baby butterfly fluting by
Beautiful baby butterfly flutters by.
Beautiful blue butterflies flutter by the beach.
Billy the Baboon beat up a Butterfly
Buzzy bee buzzed around
Bob The builder boomed the bubbles
Big bad butterfly bombed the bank
Cody the Chameleon cuddles branches.
Cute cuddly cat named Cody
Carly the cat cuddled the crocodile
Cody the cute cat found a cute couple, Cecile.
Copy the cuddly cats hates cows
Cassy the Catastrophic cat cut the curtains
Cody the cat loves cows
Cody the colonel waffles in coromandel
Coco the cat cuddles with Cecil till dawn.
Candy cat cried cause Caitlin cat kicked her.
Cute Carly cat came to eat
cute cat came by to eat chocolate cake.
Cathy the cat cuddled Conner
Cake the cat cuddle Conor
Cro the crocodile crushed on a bird
An Crazy dazy cat crawled by my feet
Cloe the cat cheated in a race

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Sunday, 25 October 2015

Week 3 Value - Service

This week we learn about the value SERVICE.
We discovered that service is giving to others and wanting to make a difference in their lives. We show service in acts of random kindness or ark.

When someone does a good deed for you, instead of paying them back, pay it forward by doing a good deed for someone else. See if you can spot all the ways these people 'pay it forward'.
                        
By Briann, Kanwar and Mackenzie L
             
By Sophie and Zoe

 By Amy and Jaslyn
                        
By Max, Dylan and Julian
By Markos, Chozyn and Brandon
By Michael, Quinn, Gursimon, Claire and Briann  
By Kendal and Melody

Tuesday, 20 October 2015

Minecraft Competition

INTERFACE Junior Awards – Minecraft

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We’re again running a student Minecraft competition but with a bit of a twist.
Welcome to the entry form for the ‘Best Minecraft Creation’ category in this year’s Junior INTERFACE Awards!
If your students are mad for Minecraft, this is the competition for them and you! In the two years we’ve been running this competition, we’ve received some fantastic entries … and we’re hoping for even better things this time!
There are FOUR categories to choose from in this year’s competition:

Your Dream Classroom (Years 1-8)

What would your perfect classroom look like? How would it be constructed and laid out? What would be in it? Design and create the classroom (or classrooms) of your dreams.

Your Dream School (Years 9+)

What would your perfect school look like? How would it be constructed and laid out? What would be in it? Design and create the school of your dreams.

Freestyle (all Years)

This is an open category that any student can enter. The structure can be of any design, from an imaginary building or a famous landmark, to a machine or transport vehicle (boat, plane, etc.), or just about anything, as long as it’s something the entrants has designed and built.

New Zealand Buildings (all Years)

This is also an open category that any student can enter. The structure must be either a well-known building in New Zealand, or an environment that’s designed to be a representation of a New Zealand scene – perhaps a farm, settlement, school, or marae.

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WIN a Parrot Mini Drone Rolling Spider Red
The four category winners will each receive a certificate and a Mini Drone for their classroom.

How to enter
Choose the category and study the requirements. Build the entry in Minecraft and record either as screenshots or a video. We don’t mind either but it needs to give us a good tour or view of the design. Complete the entry (you need you teacher to help input all the information you need).
Entries will be judged equally on:
  • Accuracy and neatness of construction
  • Complexity of design
  • Appropriate use of materials

Monday, 19 October 2015

Probability Online Games





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Writing Task: Moment in Time

CARDIFF, 17 Oct - Julian Savea helped himself to a hat-trick at the Millennium Stadium as New Zealand eased into the semi-finals of Rugby World Cup 2015 with a nine-try crushing of France.

Here is our work:
Joye
I heard people screaming as loud as a lion’s roar.
I heard the spectators shouting so loud that I couldn’t hear myself think.
I saw my team-mate score a hat-trick and I was so happy.
I saw everyone in the crowd stand up and cheer of our team.
I felt excited running and jumping around.
I felt the grass tingle through my feet as I scored a try.
I tasted the tangy blood as it dripped from my mouth.
I wondered if anyone thought we could lose.

Lynn 
I heard the loud screaming of the crowd.
I saw the All Blacks cheering.
I felt excited that the All Blacks were winning.
I smelt what everyone was eating.
I wondered if the All Blacks would win.

Ahmad
I heard the crowd screaming at the top of their voices.
I saw Julian Savea score a hat-trick.
I felt the sweat running down my head.
I smelt the popcorn as I ran near the crowd.
I tasted the blood in my mouth.
I wondered what it would feel like to be Julian Savea.

Allyssa
I heard the crowd screaming wildly as I scored my first hat-trick.
I saw my team mates running for their lives after the ball.
I felt the soft grass on my arms as I dived to score a try.
I smelt the tangy green grass in the stadium.
I tasted the warm blood in my mouth as it squirmed to my taste buds.
I wondered if we would win the semi final.

Jermaine
I heard the crowd cheering and people clapping.
I heard that Julian Savea got a hat-trick.
I saw that the score was 62 to 13 for the All Blacks.
I saw the All Blacks score heaps of tries.
I felt the sweat falling from my head.
I felt happy that the All Blacks had won.

Harman
I heard people screaming as loud as a lion’s roar.
I saw my team running towards the try line.
I felt the cold grass as Julian Savea dives to score a try.
I tasted the tangy blood dripping down my mouth.

Tommy
I heard people cheering as I sat down.
I heard their voices getting louder and louder.
I saw the All Blacks score a try.
I felt the cold air as the All Blacks ran passed me.
I wondered if the All Blacks would ever lose.

Haithem
I heard the crowd screaming at the top of their voices.
I saw the Al Blacks charging at me to say well done!
I felt the sweat running down my forehead.
I tasted the cool, blue Powerade trickling down my throat.
I wondered how many points we were going to get.

Shivneel
I heard the crowd screaming at the top of their voices.
I saw the all Blacks score heaps and heaps of tries.
I smelt the popcorn in the microwave.
I wondered if the All Blacks would win the game.
  
Tui
I heard the crowd screaming and the All Black’s feet thumping.
I saw my team-mates score lots of tries.
I felt sweat running down my face as I ran to score a try.
I tasted the blood inside my mouth.
I wondered if we were going to win the Rugby World Cup.

Shriyant
I heard the crowd shouting with the high voices.
I saw Julian Savea score a hat-trick.
I felt the thumping and vibrations as the All Blacks ran down the field.
I felt the excitement in my tummy as the All Blacks score their tries.
I smelt the yummy smell of food drifting towards my nose.
I tasted the tanginess of the blood as it dripped down my throat.

I wondered who would win, France or the All Blacks?

Jasleen
I heard the yelling of the crowd and the background voices.
I heard my family crying happily.
I saw the try line waiting to be hit by the ball.
I saw the crowd on their feet jumping like kangaroos.
I felt my sweat running down my head like snow running down the mountains.
I felt the excitement spinning around in my stomach so fast that I thought I would die.
I wondered if this day would ever end.

I wondered if we would ever get to the finals.