My Egg Easter

Easter The Egg
Last Tuesday Room 2 became egg parents. Most of us made a house or a little bed for our egg. We we not allowed to boil the eggs. We had to carry the egg where ever we went. If we didn't we would had to arrange a babysitter for the egg. My egg survived for the whole week and is still surviving. Sadly lots of people cracked there egg. Your teacher said we had to make a diary for our egg so here is my egg diary. Hope you like it.

DAY 1

Me & Easter

Easter’s Bed

DAY 2

Easter took a long time to wake up. She is pretty lazy so I had to wake her up. She watched T.V the whole time. She is not cracked so far which is good. This is what she looks like

Easter Update

I made Easter a house but it’s not completed yet. Here is what it looks so far

DAY 3

I finished making Easters house. This is what it looks like

This is nearly Easter’s last day at school. Hopefully she doesn’t crack. It took me nearly 5 hours to make Easter’s house.

Easter Update

DAY 4

I honestly don’t think I need to do another Easter Update because she is still living and probably looks the same. Plus Easter hates the camera

So hope you liked the Easter diary

My Starry Night

My Starry Night Art Work

A few days ago room 2 looked at Vincent van Gogh's art work. The one that we really liked was "Starry Night" one of his more popular paintings. Room 2 and I decided to remake our own versions of the Starry Night. We had to do small brush strokes for the whole painting. After we finished we stuck some of our houses we made earlier. We stuck them on our mountain. Here is what my Starry Night Painting looks like.

Quick Write

The Belly Flop

A few days ago we started doing our quick write. Our quick write had to include detailed words, short sharp sentences and complex sentences. We had to made a story by looking at a picture. This is the picture that I was talking about. Here is my story hope you like it.

I was dared to jump off this wharf. Why did I agree to actually do this dare? I hesitated. The squeaky unstable wooden floor didn't help. My heart was racing faster than any car. My body was shaking almost vibrating like an engine. I was terrified. I wished good luck to myself hoping I wouldn't regret this.

Here goes nothing I thought. I pushed off the wharf almost like a frog. The dive was flat. I knew I was going to do a belly flop so I spread my legs and arms so I didn't look awkward. I felt like I was flying for a split second.The gravity pushed me down.

The splash was so big it looked like a tiny geyser. I fell. SLAP. The fresh water was very refreshing. The cold water was floating under my pants. As I was out of breath, I swam up. I had a sore stomach but it was all so worth it.

By Jiwon Lee

Foul Shot

Foul Shot

For our writing we have been writing about foul shot. We had to make it a limited amount of writing and had to do only 2 stanzas. You had to write about something that was at least 10 seconds long. Like shooting a ball over a net, scoring a goal or like landing something.

  

The ball comes closer and closer to me

Crouching with the racket on my hand

Leaning side to side

On the base line,

Tightening my grip,

Breathing heavily,

Trying to play it cool,

Glaring at the ball,

Wobble,

Tremble,

Quiver,

Running up to the ball

Wishing it would go over the net

Smack,

It was a weak shot,

                                   and then

                                                     and then

                                                                        and then

Just as I thought it wasn't going to go over the net,

YES ITS IN                            

To The Unknown Solider

For ANZAC day I have wrote a letter to the soldier that never came back home. I am telling the soldiers how them risking there life to war helped us.

Dear Soldier That Never Can Back Home

 

As I'm writing this letter to you, I am sitting in my cosy classroom. We are safe, warm, and happy. Sadly you were quite the opposite. I want you to know that you are not forgotten.

How did you feel when you went to war? My class heard that a lot of you thought it was going to be a big mysterious adventure. How did you feel when you realised you were actually going to Egypt not France or England? You must have been miserable in the hot dry desert at Egypt.

How did you feel when you first put your uniform on? Was it a thrilling experience? We found out that some soldiers would tear off some parts of their uniform, because it was way too hot. Did you do that too? I can not imagine holding around a heavy bag that is nearly 30kgs.

What did you feel when you were given your food? Was some of the food disgusting? Have you ever run out of food and had to eat rats, mice and other rodents? Did you feel sick? I found out that ginger-nut  cookies were more often eaten in the war than ANZAC biscuits. Did you suffer, and was hungry very often?

Thank you for fighting in the war. I will always remember

 you.

Sincerely Jiwon

My Anzac Biscuits

My Anzac Biscuits

This is my Anzac Biscuit Blog post and you will see how to make Anzac Biscuits, the history behind anzac day and a really good recipe. I hope you like my post.

In World War 1 and 2 they ate food like canned food, jam, stew and also very dry biscuits. The mothers, wives and girlfriends were very concerned about the nutritional value supplied to there men. The food had to be able to be in a boat with out any refrigerating facilities for 2 months so, a lady came up with the answer. She used a basis Scottish recipe that was made out of rolled oats and was able to be eaten in the period of time while it was in the ship. The biscuit was named ANZAC BISCUITS after the landing on Gallipoli.  

Anzac Biscuit Recipe:        Interesting Facts About Anzac      

                                                                                  

100g Butter                                Anzac Soldiers were all volunteers

3 tbsp Golden Syrup

1/4 cup Boiling Water       11,000 people were killed and 23,500 were wounded 
1 1/2 tsp Baking soda
100g Flour                There is no town called Gallipoli, it is the name of the area
150 Sugar
100g Rolled Oats                                         
75g Desiccated Coconut

Method

Preheat the oven to 180ºC. Gently heat the butter and golden syrup in a small saucepan until the butter melts. Pour the boiling water into a cup and dissolve the soda. Mix the flour, sugar, rolled oats and coconut together in a large bowl. Add the soda and water to the saucepan of hot butter and syrup and immediately pour the foaming mixture into the dry ingredients. Mix thoroughly. Cover two baking trays with baking paper, or wipe with butter and dust with flour. Place heaped teaspoonfuls of the mixture on the prepared trays, leaving room for spreading. Bake at 180ºC for 15-20 minutes until the biscuits have melted flat and baked to a rich brown. Remove from the oven and leave the biscuits to harden for a few minutes before lifting with a spatula. Place in a single layer on a rack to finish cooling. The recipe makes around 36

My Mihimhi

My Mihimihi
A few weeks ago room 2 worked on our mihimihi. A mihimihi is a Maori greeting to let people know a little bit about you.

Mihimihi

Ko Jiwon L ahua

No Glenfield Auckland ahua

Ko Te Mata te maunga

Ko Tukituki te awa

ko Havelock North Primary School te kura

Kei te mihi

Tēnā Koutou, tēnā Koutou katoa