Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

She'll be 'right mate!

What does kiwi culture look like?  


Today the kids had to brainstorm what kiwi culture looks like.  They formed into groups of four, where the rules dictated no discussion was allowed.  Each person had to contribute to the list their ideas on what our culture looks like. Piece of cake, right?  Yeah, nah bro.    
          A voting system was then used to decide on the five most important items on the list. (The photos attached were taken prior to the voting process.)  The kids did not know it then, but from tomorrow they will begin shaping a marketing campaign that will promote New Zealand culture and identity to an international audience. Reckon it'll be sweet as, but they'll have to go hard out, eh?
        The kids will have to decide on a marketing strategy and then present their ideas to a panel that will consist of the teacher (me!) and three of their peers (whose names will be pulled from a hat).  Reckon that they'll be mint,eh?  It'll be choice cuz!
              As part of their campaign, they will have to sell the idea of New Zealand's unique culture, and so in keeping with this, we will also be looking at Kiwi colloquialisms/slang and iconic New Zealand attractions (specifically the kiwi obsession with sculptures of big fruit, veges and animals).   
          Selling our natural beauty would be too easy.  Here's hoping they'll be all good. 
Chur!



Thursday, 6 April 2017

Remembering the fallen




A more sombre mood prevails today in Room 2.  I have brought in a family taonga.  The children are now deep in an inquiry on what this treasure can possibly be.  They have touched it, but absolutely no information has been provided.  Not a word.  Nothing. Not even that it relates to events in World War I.

The children are having to use effective key-wording and research to unlock its secrets. I am looking forward to their presentations (later on today) as they educate me on my own history.

Update - we have been busy making pom poms (as part of our enviro-week)  with Room 22, so the kids will present their slide shows on Monday or Tuesday.  Can't wait!






Friday, 10 February 2017

Who am I?



I am considered the greatest poet of all time.  I was born a long time ago (well before anyone even conceived of the idea of a camera), in a place called Stratford-upon-Avon.  I wrote the plays Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth and King Lear.  They call me The Bard because, seriously, I am that good at writing.  Just sayin'.

If you think you know who I am, please email your answers through to Mrs Wallace by Monday morning.

By the way, we are going to be working on writing good poetry this term.  We will learn about tone and tension.  We will also practise using simile and metaphor effectively.

Here is a poem I wrote to help people understand about poetry and poets.

About the Poet

she had an artist's mind
but not an artist's hand,
and as a consequence,
it's true,
she often
wrote
but never drew.

(Yes, the lower case 's' is on purpose!)  (Yes, I know it's not that good, but it only took a couple of minutes!)