Dear Crazy chocolate man

WALT have more structure to my stories.
Dear Crazy chocolate man
Today its a very Import day because it is my happy cheerful birthday today. Can you please send me some yummy juicy chocolate, on August 21st 2018. I will pay you 5 useful dollars when you give the chocolate to me on the day. This chocolate is really delicious to me it melts in my mouth. I am the most happy in my life when I eat chocolate. My house is at East Lynn Springs.
Phone to confirm 0221231164
From Loving chocolate girl
THANKS ALOT! 

(Not real house and number.)

reflection

reflection for term 4 week 7

Writing

I learnt in writing was to have more structure to my stories. I learnt about paragraphs that you need to have 6 sentences in a paragraph. A paragraph is a group of sentences about one main idea. why we learnt to use paragraphs is because they break up long chunks of writing, making it clearer and more interesting for the reader. What I found challenging in writing was to always proof and read my work because when I show some of my work to my parents they always find a mistake.  What I feel proud   that two teachers said that I have really improved this year in writing. What I will do next year make my writing goal to always proof and read my work.

Reading
I learnt in reading was to be more confident reading out loud to people. What I found challenging in reading was finding a book that I want to read. What I am proud of in reading is that in class I joined book club because it gives me a lot of support in reading. What I will do next year is to make my reading goal to read every single day for 30 minutes.

Maths
I learnt in maths was most of my times tables. What I found challenging was to be fast at my times tables. What I am proud of in maths is that I sometimes practise my maths goal. Next year I will change my maths goal to be faster at my times tables.

Without gravity

WALT use onomatopoeia in our stories.
paragraph 1
One weird day. I was playing with my lovely fluffy teddy bear. Having a fun time, dressing up my teddy. One beautiful fancy costume after another. I heard the sound of a huge THUMP! it sounded like a slow giant was walking on earth. I heard all these different sounds from up above. CRASH! Suddenly two house's smashed together and all the pieces of the two house were all over the ground.

paragraph 2
I knew something bad had happened in New Zealand. All my girly precious objects started floating up in the sweet stuffy air. My belongings was under control. But suddenly I felt that the air was getting lazy. BUT I WAS FLYING! All these sounds was coming out of nowhere. THUMP! This time the thump was louder maybe the slow giant is coming closer. I was biting my lip now, I had no idea how to get out of this mess.

paragraph 3
POW! ZIP! ZEE! But suddenly I felt that the air stopped relaxing. I felt happy when everything was normal. But I hope that will NEVER! happen again.

popcorn story

WALT write a perspective writing of a popcorn
I was the popcorn. In the pale white bowl, just lying with my fluff ball friends.It was bless and heaven. .Having a play in the bowl but suddenly this giant hand came right at me. Picked me up and took me to the most deepest, darkest hole. Around the hole were huge white sharp teeth as like knives shining in the sun light. I was so frightened! How was this hand so mean? I was just playing with my friends and now I'm going to a dark hole. The hand put me in the dark hole, licking all the sweetness and taste off me, suddenly I hear the sound of a human saying'' Mmm delicious'' and that was the end of my life.

grandparents letter

Dear beautiful lovely grandparents

On Friday 27 of October, they will be a grandparents day. So if you want to go to grandparents day, come to Oratia school in room 17 and 18. They will be a time table on of what you're doing at times. 9.00 to 9.30 everyone will plan their day in a Miss Maguire way. 9.30 to 10.00 the students will do their must dos. 10.00 to 10.30 you could share your pictures and stories with us when you were at school. 10.30 to 11.00 every student that has a grand parent gives them a walk around the school. So are you going to the awesome grand parents day.

Love Lucia xoxoxoxoxo

cameo

Sake

He curls around in the tree and stares at you in the eye.

Thinking that he is going to hypnotise your brain.

He slides through the damp dirt, covered in lush green leaves.

He’s a quick twist of terror.

He’s the colour of the rainforest.

He is a scary worm with venom.

That was breakfast cooking

Have you ever smelt breakfast before, bubbling in the background? Sure you have. Do you remember when you tasted the sweet fried egg? The yolk melts in your mouth quickly and the taste of yummy yolk in your mouth. That was breakfast cooking. Remember smelling the 2 sweet fried eggs cooking?  Wanting them to be in your mouth, right now? That was breakfast cooking. Remember when you taste the most delicious egg you ever tasted? That was breakfast cooking. Remember that time you tasted the rich eggs? That was breakfast cooking.

production recount

WALT to write a detail recount about the 5 star production

Paragraph 1

I was biting my lip. Feeling sweaty in one room with thousands of people surrounding me.

I knew soon  that it was going to be our turn to go in the hall. Finally I heard the sound of

“ Room 17 and 18, please come outside and line up in your production lines." Walking in the hot

hall was a nightmare. I saw all these different faces. When I sat on the blue pattern floor,

I heard the muttering of people talking. Later I smelt the make up on the cast's faces- the show was on.

Paragraph 2

It was our turn to shine on stage. I was walking zombified on stage. Shining lights blinding my

eyes. Trying to spot my parents when I was doing my zombie actions like a scary robot. Finally I spotted them and they looked scared to death. Hearing the words 'Little luncheonette of Terror's gonna get ya,' to the beat of the zombie actions. Listening to the music made me turn into a zombie. I definitely thought that night that I was the scariest zombie.

Paragraph 3

After we did our zombified show they started my favourite exciting upbeat song. "When we do, we do the mango mambo. They'll all be dancing to my feet." I felt it was the most joyful happy song in the production. I saw the happy smiles and people dancing together on stage. Also room 17 and 18 were standing on the blue carpet and acting like they zombies dancing. I absolutely think we did a good job and room 24 did a good job too. I felt so proud.

Paragraph 4

The show was done -everything turned into custard because it was our last night doing this amazing musical 5 star show. I knew my parents would say 'Well done, Lucia" a thousand times. I knew I did the very best I could do with my crazy robot actions.That was the last time I was going to do a play at Oratia school. I felt proud of all the practice I'd done to be a part of this 5 star show. THANK YOU TO ALL THE TEACHERS THAT HELPED WITH THE PLAY!

the sadness lion in the world.

The elderly lion was tired, waiting to be rescued from his lonely life on the gloomy grasslands. The sad,dark sky started to cry but the lion was oblivious to the weather and did nothing but cry and feel lonely. Sadness darkened his day feeling nothing but scared and dumped. Wind whipped his blond hair waving it around. Full buckets of water patting on his damp head. Feeling a twist of sadness. 

Ow my tooth

WALT is to have more structure to this story.

I was munching on my apple but the apple didn't agree with me today. Ow!! my tooth. But I just kept on munching on my delicious juicy apple. Suddenly I stopped and felt my tooth and it was really wiggly now. Should I pull it out or leave it? umm.......
I think I should pull it out because-
1. Because of the money that I will get from the tooth fairy.
2. It would stop the pain from my tooth.
3. So it won't annoy me in the night.
Next I yanked it out with my hand but my hand wasn't strong enough to take it out. After that I twisted it back and forth also twisting it around. Until finally it popped out with blood bursting out of my gum as the pain faded away.

Don't write about shoes its mean!

WALT: have perspective writing of a shoe.
         

 I was in a hot stuffy shop, everyone looking at me. I had no idea what they were thinking about. Every night my lovely owner would clean me. One day this woman entered the shop through the door, looking at me, taking the weirdest look at me and my twin sister. I had no idea what this woman was thinking. My twin sister and I shared a look but then the next moment I was in a box, wondering what was going to happen. Was this just a magic dream? No. It was real. A few moments later I was chucked in a box and heard the sound of a slam. That very second I was moving. Something was going on.
I was picked up and then I saw this beautiful face with brown eyes and dark hair. I was so happy that this was going to be my life. I am going to call her Miss Beautiful Coles. Miss Beautiful Coles slid her soft foot into my body. It felt like a massage. Miss Beautiful Coles took her foot out and put me in her messy bag. When I looked to the side I saw a muddy shoe, a black and red shoe. Instead I wanted to see my twin sister. That I was hoping to see. One moment later Miss Beautiful Coles picked me up and put me on the white table with a little muddy shoe, the black and red rockstar shoe. Until I was on the white table I was amazed to meet these young new faces. I was hearing a lot of people saying"I want to write about the black and red shoe ;actually I want to write about the pink shoe.''Did you ask me to write about me? No. So you can't write about me. Oh on someone is writing about me. STOP READING RIGHT NOW!