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six room process

The six room process is a process where you go though six rooms and get ideas to write your poem for more information click here

My poem:

The Eiffel tower

A tall pointed building,

Birds chirping though the wind,

People running and playing,

What’s happening?

A bell rang that’s where I’m meant to be,

Ding ding ding

I don’t want to leave this place

Lucinda’s poem:

The Apple Tree

Tall and yummy,

Shinny things,

I hear animals,

And whistling wind.

Can’t it be better?

With more amazement?

I feel amazed and calm,

With so much happiness!

Happy and calm,

Happy and calm,

Happy and calm.

Toms poem:

Lake of bays

Rushing waves,

Chirping birds,

A place to be calm,

A place to be calm,

A place to be calm,

Feel the warm sunburn your skin,

Look out at the water,

Listen to the beautiful sound of chirping birds.

The cupcake

“Ding” went the bell as a family stepped in to a new patissery. “Welcome,” said the woman in the friendliest voice. “What would you like to order?” pie thought Jake cupcakes though Ellie.

“Sit down at a table,” called Tracy.

“Well order,” continued Nick.

They went and sat down at the window sill. “Unfair,” whispered Ellie.

“To right,” continued Jake.

They looked over to their parents and saw them pointing at pastries in the window. “Thanks,” said the cheerful woman.

The family found a metal table under an old oak tree. They gave Jake and Ellie striped bags. “Try it you’ll love it,” Nick said. They bit in to it and their eyes filled with joy “amazing!”   


“Get in!” Echoed a voice. A new born elephant was just separated from its mother. He had no name and now no mum.

The ship was crammed dark and every wake rocked him even more. His eyes where full of tears and he struggled to hold them in. It took hours to get to the new country. All of the elephants tugged off the ship and in to new enclosures.

He opened his eyes and squinted with light. Birds squawked and he could here other animals. There where blue mountains in the distance: his new home.

Years passed, he was still an elephant but not a lonely one. Hundreds of people passed each day, but he just wanted freedom like other animals. Little for him to know what he was in for.    

Harry Potter 7- book review

 Title: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

Author: J.K Rowling.

Cover illustration: Jonny Dunddle.

Date realised: 21st of July 2007.

Fiction or non-fiction: fiction.

 Main characters: Harry, Ron and Hermione.

 Plot: Harry, Ron and Hermione are hunting foe horcruxes to defeat “you know who.”

 My opinion: my opinion on this text is it is a wonderful wrap up to the series and I would read it again and again.

Would I recommend: I would highly recommend this text.

Interest: fantasy, adventure and mystery

Age: 8 to any age (have to read the books before.)

Rating: 10/10       

Historical Fiction – A long way from home

In class we have been learning about history in Australia and England in about 1788. We also wrote a historical fiction based in this time. Below is my story. also click here to hear me read my story:

A long way from home

“Where’s mother?” queried three year old Isabell. “She will be home just after noon, father on the other hand will not be home for several hours.” There was a knock at the door and Sarah rushed to the front door “We are back from the market,” called a voice. Sarah heaved open the squeaky wood door. One girl and four boys walked in “Good afternoon Julia, Charles Michael and George,” Good afternoon they all replied back.

Julia was just about to turn 10, Michael just turned 5, George was 8 and Charles was 19 one year older than Sarah. “How was work?” Sarah asked Charles as she walked Isabell in to the kitchen. “Well working at a blacksmiths is hard, but it has its rewards,” he said. Sarah had made an apple pie with the apples off the tree.

“George did you forget to pick up the carrots for the stew?” Sarah asked “Yes I did,” he replied, “but I can go and get them with the money I earnt today.” George ran down to the market but instead of paying for the carrots he just took it and ran home.

There was a loud knock at the door Sarah was confused George was already home who could it be. She heaved open the door. A police officer was standing there “Hello mam we think one of your sons has stolen some carrots who would this be?” “I don’t have any sons,” Sarah replied, “but I do look after my brothers and sisters.” George trudged to the front door “I’m really sorry I did not mean to steal,” said George. Sarah stood there in shock. “Well I’m afraid you will have to go to go to court,” the police officer replied

Charles and Sarah took George to court early the next morning.  They left Julia in charge. When her parents asked where George was Julia told them the whole story of how George sole carrots. The whole family was anxious to see what would happen to George.

Meanwhile Sarah, Charles and George where waiting for his court session to start then a voice called “George Ivit” ,and all three of them walked into an large oak wood  room. A man showed George to a seat then showed Sarah and Charles to seats which looked to be commentators seats. “George Luke Ivit age 8 is this correct?” asked the judge. “Yes,” George replied. “Did you steal 4 carrots valued at 8 shillings?” asked the judge. Yes George replied again. This felt like forever to Sarah but it ended at “Guilty seven years transportation!”

Several months passed since George had been sent on the first fleet to Australia. The whole family was heartbroken, so they wrote a letter to him even though they knew it probably would not make it. The letter said:

Dear George,

 We hope you are going ok in Australia. We all really miss you and hope you are doing well. We can’t wait for you to come home. Have you got their yet? Is it a nice place?

Love always,

Mother father Michael Charles Isabell Julia and Sarah 

The family tried to have a normal life the next 7 years, but to them it was nearly impossible waiting for him to come home.

Class Speeches

My Question: What is your favourite film and why?

My favourite film is Harry potter and the half-blood prince these are the reasons why I think this:

Firstly after reading the book I felt that the movie had to fill the same shoes as the book as the book being realised 6 years before, and I feel the movie did very well in doing this. For example when making quidich you need to find a way to film that I found out that they made it by using a robotic machine that moves the broom then they green screen it.

Secondly they had to stay accurate to the five movies before this movie because some people would notice, they could not take away what they had already put on the screen but not add to much for example they could not make Harry with blond hair they could not have Ron with brown hair Luna Lovegood can’t become serious.

And these are the reasons why I think harry potter and the half- blood prince is my favourite movie. Is it your favourite movie now?