Eyebombing

In Kahu 2 we have been having a bit of fun with googly eyes around the school. Putting googly eyes on objects to turn them into faces with expression is called 'Eyebombing' The purpose of eyebombing is to spread a little cheer and put a smile on people's faces. 

You can learn more about eyebombing in the video below.

The wind was cold like ice cubes as it blew the leaves into a miniature tornado.  The bell rang so super loud that I almost turned deaf for a second. I then realised... “Oh no, NOT THE CHILDREN!”There was a ringing in my ears as the children bolted out of their classrooms with hats on their heads and food in their hands. 

I looked around to see children making their way to me while having a wicked stare. I blinked for a split second and then detected that a girl’s mouth was coming straight to my lips and then… “Ouch!” My head felt dizzy as I vomited out a disgusting liquid (AKA water). After that I thought“Did he just drink my VOMIT?!?!”

 As I tried to recover I could smell a bad odor that smelt EXACTLY like a boy that just came out of the bathrooms. “I hope he has washed his hands with soap and dried them properly.” I thought to myself. 

He walked towards me while having a thirsty glare on his face, he suddenly started sprinting towards me and at this moment I feel like it is a slow motion stare off, but wild west style.

After another gross moment of lips all over me, I begged to thy dear Lord “Please let this hour of pain be over, PLEASE!” I didn’t know if he was gonna answer or not but...HE DID! The bell rang and all the children went inside.

By Lola

“Oooooh can you get your filthy hands off my glass? You’re making me dirty!” I thought to myself as these wretched kids were smudging my glass. I really wish that the inside of my glass was as hot as the outside so they can keep their hands of it. I was alright with the children coming inside my sphere but some kids came in with  muddy hands from playing on the field or sand from the sandpit. Don't mind my whining, I am just so mad right now.  

I wish I had legs to run away because of how sick I am. I hate how the kids scream and squeal. The noise gives me a headache and I always think that someday I will truly be deaf. 

Anyway, hi my name is Jefree and I am a bit of a loner but i'm happy with that. I like to hum songs to myself so I can be entertained but the annoying thing is...I have to face the the hot sun without any shade or water. 

Heeeey, oh no the bell just rang...and...ohhh no, those kids...they’re comingggg!

By Teylah

The playground was a desert, hot, silent and lonely. The merciless sun stared me down. And like this day couldn't get any worse...“BRRRRRRRRRRRING!”

As soon as the morning tea bell rang the children shot out of their classes, caps on their heads and lunches in their hands. “Oh no! Not Those grubby children! They're  going to dirty me with their filthy shoes!” The little children flew straight past me and darted toward the slide, their grins stretching from ear to ear.

I felt relieved that no one wanted to play with me.

Out of the blue a little kid stomped his way towards the climbing wall. “Oh no! Oh no!” I thought to myself as the child gripped onto the rope with his snotty fingers. One by one the shoes stuck onto the wall. Closer and and closer the toe jams inches towards me. “SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH!” teases the smeared, soiled shoes.

Then… “SQUELCH!” and suddenly I have a mud facial. What made it even worse was the sun. It beamed down on me drying the mud. I moved as much as I could, hoping to crack the dry dirt. I prayed to the lord to get this smelly stuff off me.

Suddenly I saw a boy dripping in so much sweat that the moisture even met his shoes. I called him over to me hoping that he’ll stomp on me and wash away all the dirt with a sweat shower. As he walked past me he gave me a glare of disgust and jogged away. Who knew that in one day I could go from shooing  to begging the nasty children to climb on me?

By Joanna

ChatterPix

Last week Room 8 was introduced to an app called chatterpix. It allows you to make any object talk!

After having a bit of a 'play' with our buddy class and becoming familiar with how the app worked, we did some writing.

We worked with a buddy and chose an everyday item. We then wrote as if we were that character. We imagined what it might say if it could talk. We wondered what type of personality it might have. We used words to bring our character to life.

The challenge was making sure our writing was no more than 30 seconds long as that is the time limit the app allows.

When we were finished writing, it was time to record. We had fun experimenting with expression and accents as our aim was to make our reading entertaining and enjoyable for the listener.

Here is our first attempt!

Thankyou

This term our school wide writing focus is persuasive writing.
We are learning that when we choose our words carefully, we can use them to persuade others.

Last term we learned about a company called Thankyou which has recently come to NZ. Their goal is to end world poverty by 2030. They sell personal care products and give 100% of the profits to go towards reaching their goal. You can learn more about Thankyou here.

We decided to use our persuasive powers to convince the staff at our school to buy these products.

Here we are ready to deliver our letters!

Mrs Waird and Miss Baird receiving their letters

After delivering our letters we put Thankyou soap in the staff toilets for them to try.

Lots of teachers have already told us they plan to buy the product next time they are at the supermarket and we read a lovely email from Mrs Dayal who thanked Gordon and Latrell for introducing her to the Thankyou range (which was followed by high fives and a round of applause by the kids in Room 8 😊)

It is exciting and empowering to know that WE have the power to influence people and that our actions can literally help to save lives. Ka pai Thankyou for all you do and well done Room 8!

ANZAC Writing 2018

Our ANZAC art and writing is up on display.I am so proud of the thought, detail and effort that went into each piece of writing.  Please feel free to come and visit us in Room 8 to check it out.

Descriptive Writing - Plastic in the ocean.

Room 8 have been learning to use a variety of language features to add detail to our writing. Some of the things we have explored so far are similes and metaphors, onomatopoeia, adjectives, powerful verbs and the importance of a strong 'hook'.

We know that our words have the power to create pictures in our readers mind.

We watched a shocking video clip about the horrible plastic floating around the Bali and we wrote a descriptive piece of writing from the divers perspective.

Here are a few of the many lovely examples of writing.

A roof of plastic hovered over my body as I drifted through the torture. "They don't have a choice do they?" I thought to myself. Ghosts of rubbish drifted into my face as I kicked my way through murky water which the sea creatures have to live in. 

In this situation I would have usually cleaned the sea but this disaster doesn't end just now and not here. Plastic bags floated and bobbed up and down just like jelly-fish. My face started to heat up and turn red. Eyes bulging, head spinning and stomach rumbling with disgust. I saw a needy sting-ray alone probably looking for REAL food to eat.

As I made my way through the filthy rubbish a medium sized chip packet brushed my face then strayed into my hand. Suddenly a little spider of guilt crawled down my spine. As the journey ended, my heart hammered against my chest begging me to do something. 

As I packed away my stuff I was texting a few people to meet me down at the beach. It's about time this scenario changed.
By Caitlin

5 years ago I fell in love with this ocean...I had finally got to my destination and then my eyes gazed around. I smiled then it changed to a frown. Tears dripped down my cheeks. I didn't have anything to say. I was disgusted and disappointed. I jumped in the water as slowly as a grandma crossing the road.

As I entered the water I felt the seaweed crawling around me like cockroaches. I looked left, I looked right. I said to myself "I should have a better look." My body started to get goose bumps as I dodged the rubbish. Pollution is common in the country. I saw plastic bags drifting through the murky water and broken down bits of rubbish.

Darkness surrounded me and rubbish hovered on top of me like a helicopter looking for me. 

How can these marine animals live?
By Ali

A ceiling full of plastic covered my shivering body as I swam around the filthy, murky water. I saw rubbish flying onto my skin like bullets heading directly for its target.

Plastic bags, chip packets, and lolly wrappers is what I saw. I gazed at the giganticness. I could feel the insides of my body getting ready to vomit. My stomach flipped, tossed and turned as I glanced back at the disgusting pile of rubbish. 

I wondered why people would do that to the ocean. 80% of the air that we breathe is made from the sea. If they dump a pile of rubbish into the ocean, that means we are inhaling half of the rubbish that sits in the sea.

The sting-ray glided through the water as the rubbish merged into a group and slowly drifted towards it.
I felt so gutted by what people would do to the ocean.
By Hazyl

Navigate Your Journey.

Term 3 was an exciting term of learning for Room 8. Our learning pathways topic was 'Navigate Your Journey'. We explored the history of  Polynesian wayfinders and learnt about the navigation and settlement of the Pacific.

We worked with a buddy to present our learning in the form on an information report and a diorama.
Some of the skills we learnt along the way were:
-  Forming open ended questions
-  Selecting infomation - from books, the internet, videos
-  Skimming and scanning when reading information
-  Summarising main points
-  Indentifying key words
-  Note taking
-  Report writing
-  Teamwork - participating and contributing

Here is a peek at what we have been up to....

Learning in Room 8...

Making Popcorn!

Writing has been very tasty in Room 8 recently! 

We have been learning to 'explode the moment' by adding lots of detail to our writing so we can make our work more interesting for the reader. 

We observed what happened to the seeds as the Crazy Popper heated them up and spun them around. Most made it into the bowl, but there were bits that flew everywhere! 

We used our senses to help us brainstorm interesting describing words We then shared some of our ideas, and collected some new ideas from each other. 

Here are a few pieces of completed writing:

The classroom fell dead silent as we formed a circle around the vibrating machine.
"Vermmmmm!" screeched the Crazy Popper. I thought to myself "When will this torture end?" It felt like I was waiting for months or even years for a single "POP!"
The miniture popcorn seeds took ages until the first seed transformed like a beautiful flower blooming in Spring.
"Verblerbler," cried my poor stomach as my eyes permenantly stuck on to the puffy white popcorn. My mouth started watering as the scent of the of the salty, golden river of butter caught my attention. 
"BRING IT TO ME!!" I impatiently screamed. 
Finally the fluffy popcorn was ready to be devoured. I was like a starving lion waiting for it's prey. 
"Woop woop!" the bowl of popcorn finally reached me. I slowly laid out my cold hands ready to be filled with buttery popcorn.
By Jena

"Pop!" went the popcorn blasting out of the Crazy Popper like a rocket zooming into space. My mouth started watering as Miss Bedford poured the gold, liquid butter onto the popcorn.
I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into a piece of buttery popcorn.When I got my cup one third filled with popcorn in it, my mouth started watering more than before. I started munching on a piece and then another.  Piece by piece until there was nothing in my hand except greasy butter. I was so hungry it felt like the popcorn filled one tenth of my stomach and I wanted to devour more.
By Hayden

Thumbs up for Thursday!!

We LOVE Thursdays!

We start the day with swimming....

Then head back to school for cricket...

Do some creative writing (Today we were learning how similes can add interest to our writing)... 

Then electives (here is the R8 electives creating code to progamme computers).

What a great day!