Week 5 Creative Writing

The rain pounded onto the roofs of the rusty houses which filled the riverside with a dim glow. From the side of the river Bob could see all the way across to the city which shone like stars in a dark night. Bob’s fish rod lay wedged between two boulders. Just as Bob was staring at the dark blue sky he heard his reel scream. Bob sprinted towards the boulders and wrenched his rod out of the crack. The rod bent over diagonally as Bob fought to keep control. When he finally landed the fish it was the strangest fish he had ever seen. Its scales were purplish blue and its fins were as sharp as daggers, the fish’s bright red eyes swiveled to look at Bob. 

Creative Writing

The autumn leaves gleamed in the sunlight as they drifted gently downstream. The birds chirped songs while flying, it was as if they were guarding the peaceful forest. Resting beside a pale oak tree was a small mushroom. The mushroom’s name was Jim. As he sat resting his eyes focused on his book, the little mushroom loved reading, every week he would read about six books. Jim loved reading so much that his imagination was so big that he would fall into daydreams but Jim was also a great writer and would get excellence in his writing tests.  

Big Chesse

This week our subject for maths is geometry we had to make an animal or creature out of shapes including at lest three different triangles.

Here is my one.

BIG CHESSE

Mouth: 1x Regular Hexagon
Nose: 1x Scalene Triangle
Eyes: 2x Regular Triangle
Teeth: 2x Right Angle Triangles
 

Week 9 Creative Writing

My goal is to write in paragraphs.

I hope you like my blog.

Jim sat on the grass and looked at the still water. The leaves from the tree beside him dangled in the water, blowing with the breeze. Jim’s fishing rod lay in his arms, his damp fur clung to the wood handle. Jim loved to fish. Every day after his work he would walk down to the big tree with his dinner in a basket and his rod. Some days he would sit with his back leaning against the big tree and catch no fish, but Jim didn’t mind he would just say ‘If I don’t catch any it doesn’t matter because I had fun.’ 

 

One day after a hard day at work Jim wandered down to the tree and sat down placing his dinner beside him, Jim sighed and casted his rod. The line plopped into the water sinking down to the bottom of the lake. 

 

                                             1 hour later…

 

Jim’s rod bent over and he jolted awake, grabbing the rod he started to reel the fish in. The line screeched and Jim fought to stay on land, the fish was a monster and a fighter. It  jumped and thrashed around in the lake. When he finally landed the fish it was the biggest fish Jim had ever caught amazed by its size he decided to release the fish back into the lake hoping he would catch it again one day.

 

19/03/2026 Creative Writing Week 8

My goal is to punctuate dialogue correctly.

I hope you like my writing.

Lighting burst down around Bob as he walked towards the bank. The building was heavily guarded, security cameras surrounded the building. Just as Bob was about to enter, a big gust of wind swept him off his feet. The wind twirled him around as he spun up to the clouds like steam rising from a boiling jug. Bob smashed into debris, a car horn beeped and bricks flew around like meteors. All at the same time Bob stayed airborne, dizzy and confused.

As soon as the wind appeared it disappeared, and Bob found himself laying in the rubble looking at the grey sky surrounding him and the building towering above him. But magically he was alive, apart from some grazes and cuts.

Creative Writing Week 7

Thursday 12th March 2026

My goal is to punctuate dialogue correctly.

I hope you enjoy my story (It’s not done yet!)

The wind whistled in my ear as we sailed into the Hokitika Port. People rushed up and down the poo deck tighting ropes and gutting fish. I stood up on a platform steering the ship through strong currents and big waves. Guts from fish poured out the side into the sea, turning the water red with blood and intestines. I didn’t like the thought of all the dead fish who had lived just like me and you but died so we could live. So I focused on steering the ship to the harbour.   

Final Performance At The Regent Theatre!!!

Hello, on Wednsday our class went in car groups to the theatre and moved in all the set and props for the school play, Alice And Westland. Then the stage crew taped marks on the ground showing where props and chairs would sit. Next we did a full run through getting everything bang on.

On Thursday it was show day! The whole school cought buses to the Theatre and the classes practiced their dances and songs. We got dressed into are costumes and waited nervously as people filled into the seats. Finaly the curtains opened and the audince clapped. The show went well but someones mic went funny and made a really loud noise that hurt my ears but otherwise the play went great.

I hope you liked my blog and have you ever been in a school play?

 

Cricket

Hi, last Monday and the Monday coming up we are having a guy called Micheal is giving us cricket practice, he showed us this game where you had to run around a little square and there were two tagers with one cricket ball and the taggers could pivet but couldn’t run or walk. If they had the ball and they had to pass it around and try and tag someone who was not it. If you tag them they would be it with you and it would get easier and easier the more people were it.

Then we played a game of cricket and it was fun.

Do you like cricket?