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Colour Lunch

Here are Room 13 with their fabulous yellow and orange healthy food- thanks to all the parents! Scroll down to see the slideshow for more photos from our syndicate colour lunch.

Keeping Ourselves Safe Posters

By Caleb

By Jessica

By Xenobia

By Lucy

By Joshua

By Bonnie

By Riley

By Spencer

Room 13 have been interviewing the adults who work at Witherlea School, and here are some of the results.

Well done to Lucy, Hannah, Bonnie, Saxon, Charles, Korbin, Iann and Abi, who all achieved 100% in today's times table test!

Look how many Reading Rewards your child has earned so far this year!

Cool new glasses!

 

We had a lot of fun creating this artwork and ship diaries, inspired by our visit to the Edwin Fox

     

Look who has achieved ALL their times tables!

     

We hope you enjoy the wonderful writing that was inspired by our walk up the hill this week!

The Beautiful View

By Saxon King

The view is a marvellous view because you can see the sea that shimmers in the distance. The mountain peaks look like they’re volcanoes. Then the farmer speedily comes up the hill. I can hear the bees buzz like a machine buzzing and I can hear the birds happily chirping around the place. The lush green grass smells nice and fresh. The sheep are happily grazing in the paddock. The school looks as peaceful as Harling Park and the big kids playground looks like some stick, rope and tyres.

 

What I can see from a single hilltop

By Lauren Doherty

I see the lush green grass. The hills are like a big wavy blanket. The sheep are like little fluffy pieces of cotton wool. Harling Park’s teahouse doesn’t tower over us anymore. I see the snow capped mountains in the distance.

As I write this I look over the mountains in the distance and I think to myself I’ve been past those mountains. As I glance over one more time at the hills, I can no longer see the peak of the big mountain.

The track that we are on is like a never-ending wiggly worm track. The only bit we can see of the town is the colourful roofs. When cars come whizzing by, it looks like glimmering things skimming along the road. In the distance, to the east, you can see a gold outline of the sand and the blue and turquoise outline of the sea. You can see little tufts of grass. The ground looks like it has been covered with green food colouring with extras on top.

All of the view is fascinating!

The Magical View

By Hannah Elkington

The big kid’s playground is as tiny as a little black dot. As I sit I see lots of little white sparkling clouds that shimmer in the sunlight with a beautiful gleam. Sheep are running all around down below while I am up in a tumbling hill. Sitting on top of this hill I can see the foggy but amazing mountains far away from us. Down below the town stretches along the ground and the clouds below cover the town like a warm blanket.

     

The View of Witherlea

By Mackenzie Taylor

The hills tumble down right to the streets of Blenheim. Green grass fills the fields with glory. The sheep look like little marshmallows in the distance. The view I see captures my eyes in a way that I can’t describe and I can see the blossom on the beautiful trees bloom. I turn my head to one side and just there, so pretty and fine, I can see the sparkly white snow on the tip of the tall mountains behind all the little houses.

The roads I can see, they twist and turn all different ways like a maze that I can’t get out of. Just down below, I can see a rusty old shed. The rust is like a robot that has got water all over it. There are haystacks on top of each other in the shed.

Sailing to New Zealand Slideshow by Iann and Georgia

Lucy and Xenobia's Slideshow about sailing ships

Pirates Visit Witherlea School!

Captain Swiftknife

By Mackenzie Taylor

    Captain Swiftknife is a sword swinging pirate. He has a very strange voice,  in fact he says, “Me,” instead of, “I.” Now that is strange indeed.

Black Eel, the fastest ship in the sea, belongs to the craziest and creepiest pirate in the ocean, Captain Swiftknife.

   The captain jumped into the class and gave us a big fright. The crazy pirate has a long deep blue vest that comes down to his bottom. Also on the front of his shiny vest he has a few golden buttons, some of which had been torn off when he jumped into the freezing cold water because his first mate, Shark Bait, turned against him and threatened to slice his head off if he didn't walk the plank!

   On his chest, stiting there, is a frilly under coat of white. On the top of his hat, ripped, an old rag that had been there since, well, I don't know. The black hat sits on the head of the one and only Captain Swiftknife. If you were there when he jumped into the class room you would think that he was hiding something when he said the words, "I'm nice to you guys but not to Shark Bait, my enemy, he was my first mate." But why would he say that to us because he never knew us before the captain scared the life out of us?

Captain Swiftknife

by Joshua Clamp

Captain Swiftknife is the captain of a ship called the Black Eel. He has a pitch black vest with white lines on it. His black and gold hat has tattered braid on it. Captain Swiftknife wears long black pants that are tucked into his boots. His voice is very loud and he speaks old fashioned words. He shouts so much because he is used to yelling at his crew of stinky men. He has always been chasing his enemy Shark Bait. The brainy pirate is skillful with a sword and doesn’t run away from his enemy. On his dirty face he has a wicked grin as if he’s hiding something. If you were unlucky enough to confront the Black Eel, you would be trembling from head to foot with fear.

The eye of the storm By Zoe Francis

  I am trying to contact earth. I am being chased by another dragon trainer. I have the rarest dragon in practically the whole world and I am trying to release it back into the eye of the storm. Me and the creature have been traveling for several weeks. I detest this place very much. I am spooked. If you knew what I'm in, you would understand. I am in pitch black and I am getting forced to throw away my only connection with Earth: All my photos of my family are getting tossed into a green fog which powers my ship. If I meet anything, a plane or something, they would kill me. I look very peculiar with my huge goggles; anyone would mistake me for a alien. I think my dragon is getting uneasy as I walk along the narrow beam and I start looking down. I Imagine what it would feel like plummeting down. When I get to the end I give my dragon a loving pat. As I walk towards the wheel I look straight ahead and then I start thinking, “Woah the other dragon hunter must be right behind me.” I look behind and sure enough there he is gaining speed. I run to where the frightening green mist is and I grab the only thing left. I know I'm directly over my house. I have one final look at the photos of the family I may never see again; it kills me to throw it over the side of my ship. But I look at the bright side, I am only a couple of days from the eye of the storm. I walk to were the map is and put my gadget onto it and mark the rest of my journey. I suddenly feel a sudden jerk of the ship and sprint to the controls. The worst part of my adventure: the heart of the storm, always pulsing and blowing terrifying gusts of wind. I grab the wheel and turn it as hard as I can. The ship only just misses the inside of the storm. Nobody ever comes out of there, they just carry on turning round and round. I quickly look round before I come tumbling down and the floor meets me. I get up and look round. I wonder how long I have been out and then I see it the eye of the storm!

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