Swimming Week
Kereru enjoyed the swimming week that Dorie School went on recently. Lots of us learnt new swimming skills and even though we were tired at the end of the week, we hope we get to go again next year.
Our Free-Verse Poems
Kereru have been writing free-verse poems at the start of Term 3. Here are the poems we wrote about 'On The Bus'.
On
the bus
I smell perfume
From the bus driver. The engine
Smells
Bad
and the air
Smells nasty.
I see the cloud
Wandering in the sky
and the sun peeping
Through the trees.
I feel afraid
Because I don’t know
If my reading bag is at
Home
Or at school.
I whistle quietly
and talk with Anushka.
I touch
My bag.
My mini bag
Hangs on my
School bag and shakes
As we go along.
I draw invisible
Pictures
on my soft, soft seat.
By Aarya
The air
Smells stale
With a whiff of new
Leather. the dust
Sprinkles
Float everywhere.
My seat
is
Soft like a
Marshmellow.
Bags
Surround me
Like a clutter
Of Spiders.
Familiar faces
Pop up
On the bus.
I look
Out the window.
There's a road
Whizzing past.
A warm breeze
Pour in.
Tired people
Yawn.
Things shake
and rattle
Like an old earthquake.
The squeaking seats
Sound like
A mischief of mice
and
the gossiping birds
Are chatting.
By Lydia
It's a new day
of school.
I feel tired
and happy to see
My friends. I smell
Food and the perfume
From the bus driver. The dust flies
From seats
and gravel roads. I see mud -
Slipping, gripping, falling down,
Splish
Splosh
Splat!
It's fallen down.
I touch my bag
and put my soft
Colourful
Gloves away.
They tickle
My
Skin.
By Amiria
Dusy is yucky,
and smokey
Like rubber.
In the bus
I see
My bag,
The seats,
The birds,
and trees outside.
It is school today.
I am excited
To see
My friends.
Everyone is talking,
Birds are flapping outside,
The bus is rattling along.
My shoes
Touching my scooter
Beside
My soft seat.
By Annie
I smell the fire
Coming from the bottom
of the dump.
I see
the very long, long treeline.
I'm feeling
Very cold
Nice-smelling
Bubblegum deodorant.
I hear big
and
Small birds
Tweeting
a very nice song.
I touch my
'George's Marvellous Medicine'
Book.
By Rebekah
Strawberry lipgloss,
Stinky rubber,
Burning brakes screeching.
Looking through the window
I see Irene Van Dyk
Ready to rock and roll.
I'm nervous.
Ready to watch
the game?
Go the Magic!!
The engine
Roaring, traffic speeds
Past the bus.
Beep beep! goes the horns.
Sitting in the bus
A netball
Right beside me
With a highheel
Squashing
My
Foot.
By J.J.
I can smell
The fresh leather
The wheels
On the tar
and the really smelly dust.
When I look
Out the window
I see
Tall green grass
and animals
In their paddocks.
I feel annoyed
Having to go to school
But
I'm happy to see
My friends.
I am comfy
On my seat.
I hear people talking and
Feet thumping
On the floor.
The engine revs up!
I touch the nice warm leather
On my seat
and
Push my bag around with
My foot.
By Benjamin
I can smell dust
On the seat
and whiffs of smoke
On the air.
I see small, cute
Lambs
Eating grass
Under
the Trees.
I am feeling
A bit happy
and sleepy
From the cozy
Warmth.
When I am on the bus
To school
I hear people
Talking
and birds
Chirping
Over the loud engine.
I can touch
the fluffy seats.
They feel like marshmellows.
I touch my black school bag
Sitting
By the see-through
window.
By Bridget
Lots of dust
Fills the air.
Fresh leather
On the seats.
Mud on the ground,
Splish, splash, splat!
Birds, birds in the sky
Flying high. Bye!
Green, green grass
to the trees.
Trees go straight
to the leaves.
I
Am tired
Just sitting
On my seat.
My friends
Are all around
Me. The warmth
Inside of
My head. Loud engine
Brr Brr
Buzzing
in my
Head. Hear the door -
Click! Birds flapping,
Teasing me. I smell fruit
Inside my lunchbox, wrapped up
In my bag. The bag's zips
Jingle
Like bells.
By Sarah
I smell
the
Fresh leather,
the dust
When the door
Opens.
There is
Paper
and bags
Surrounding
the loud bus.
I'm sitting
In my seat
Tired, thinking
I might
Fall asleep.
Right now.
In the bus.
I can hear
Everybody talking,
Debbie's pens
Tapping,
and birds gossiping.
The toggle
On my
Polar fleece -
That's the thing
I fiddle with.
By Felicity
Smelly perfume
Tasty food
and dusty smoke.
Cool cars
Noisy buses
Flashing lights in the houses.
Do they win?
Do they lose?
I am really angry
if they lose.
I am frustrated!
Dripping oil
From the motor.
Squeaking wheels
and talking people.
Fluffy jackets
Bouncy seats
and bags on the ground.
By Nico
I smell
Dust
Hay
Petrol.
It smells
yucky!
I look out
My window.
There are
Cows
Tractors
and grass.
I feel
Happy
Sleepy
Excited.
By Lochlan
It smells like
Petrol
Farts
and muddy soles.
I see birds
In the bark-covered hedges.
Bumps
Shake my achy tired
Bones.
My ears hear
Squeaking seats
Squawking birds
and screaming
voices!
Bags
Lego
In my hand
and
Leather too.
By Jack
I smell
Dust,
Feathers,
and leather.
I see the trees,
The paddocks,
The buildings.
I feel annoyed,
Tired
and excited.
I hear the kids
Talking.
I hear the wind
Swishing past,
the engine purring.
I touch the plastic floor
and the leather seats
With feathers
On their backs.
By Alex
Sitting
In my seat
I smell
Sweet perfume.
On the floor of the bus
I see
Big splodges
Of mud.
In the bus I feel
Really tired
and an inch miserable.
In the front seat
I hear
Stones flicking up
and everyone talking.
On the seat
In the bus
I touch
Leather
Off the comfy
Seats.
By Isla
In
the morning
I get on the bus.
It smells like
Fresh leather
and dirt. I'm off
to school.
I feel angry.
I don't
Want
to go
to school. The rattles
Are rattling
and
Lunchboxes are shaking.
I'm sitting down on
the smelly seats
Until
I get off. As I
Leave
I touch
the filthy
Door.
by Dylan
Kereru Write Descriptions!
Kereru have been writing descriptions during Term 2, 2012. First we got into groups and wrote about some very strange buildings around the world. We made a slideshow presentation and presented this at Assembly. Next we formed new groups and wrote descriptions about cartoon characters. Finally we wrote individual descriptions about leaves. We found our leaves around the school grounds and pressed them between paper and some very heavy books for several weeks. Here are our leaf descriptions.
My surface on my leaf is dirty. It has holes and it is dotty. The shape is oval, pointy, little and short. It’s size is medium, fat, skinny and bumpy. The colour is red, purple, black and gold. It feels rough and prickly like card and it tickles my face. The stem is thin, long, curved and light brown. It sounds like birds’ wings flapping and is crackly like bubble wrapping or static on a radio. It smells like an energy drink, cat poo, and musty and rotten food.
By Billie
The leaf is crunchy and dirty with some rips on it. The colour of my leaf is golden brown with a sprinkle of black dots. The size of my leaf is wide, big and uneven. The stem on my leaf is short, stubby, thin, broken and brown. The shape of my leaf is an oval with pointy spikes on the top. My leaf smells like an old oak tree with some resin on it, and some energy drink has been poured on the tree instead of water. If you touch it, it feels like a crunchy bar or a tickling feather, and it is bumpy and light. My leaf sounds like lots of birds flapping by your ears or some new bubble wrapping.
By Brianna
My leaf is bumpy and flat, with holes and rips, and stained with black splodges. The shape of this leaf is long and wide, with little missing bits and some narrow specks too. The size of the leaf is big and wide, but one side of the leaf is smaller than the other. Its colour is orangey and brown, with gold dots of purple in it. My leaf feels crispy, like card with thin skin. It also feels crunchy with prickly edges. This leaf has a long, dry, black stem which is very hard and curved at the end. My leaf rattles. It is crackly and sounds like radio static or birds’ wings flapping. It smells like an oak tree. It is also musty and stinks of sap too.
By Bridget
The dirty surface of my leaf is bumpy like a pothole with yellow dots. Its stumpy shape is unusual with pointy edges. Narrow and short, the leaf is medium-sized. It sounds like crackly old bubble wrapping. My leaf smells like nasty cat poo and stinky rubbish. It’s got specks of colour and a hint of red. My leaf has a short stem and it’s thin. My leaf feels crunchy, light and bumpy.
By Dylan
The surface on my leaf has got holes all over the place and it is folded in all directions. My skinny leaf is extra pointy on the top. This leaf is a big and very unusual shape. There is a short brown really dark steam on the leaf. It’s speckled with spots and touches of colour everywhere. It feels prickly and crunchy and it even tickles me! When you hold my leaf to your ear it sounds old and when you rub it the leaf sounds like bubble wrap popping. The leaf smells like an oak tree in autumn and wet recycling on a hot summer day.
By Felicity
By Isla
There are holes and a bumpy surface on the leaf. It’s a fat and kind of spiked shaped leaf. The size is medium and wide. It feels smooth like a set of thin soft paper. My stem is dry, long and thin. It sounds dry like radio static when you rub it. They smell is like an oak tree’s sap.
By Jack
Bumps travel all over the leaf with holes scattered everywhere. Curved corners and jagged edges roam across the beautiful leaf. A regular width, there are uneven bends on both sides of the leaf. Scratchy points scattered on the tip of the leaf scratch arms that go past. It has a dry snappy stem sticking out of the leaf. When you rub my leaf it sounds like bubble wrapping. I smell stinky sap on the leaf from the smelly oak tree. Spots of brown surrounded by oak green roam all over my leaf.
By J. J.
The leaf has holes in it and it is bumpy. It is
crunchy and dirty. Its shape is fat and long and it is spiky. It is a wide
middle and it is big. It has a touch of gold and a dot of brown. I have a leaf
that is crunchy and tickly. It’s short and thin. My leaf sounds crackly like
wings, and old and dry. My leaf smells like rotten cheese or stinky feet.
By Lochlan
The leaf feels like dirty holes and is wrinkly and as crunchy as a bug. My leaf looks long and is like a little pointy and curly worm. My leaf is wide in the middle and unusual in size. The colour of my leaf is dark red and amazing brown with a touch of light yellow. It feels like card but it is also light and bumpy. The stem is curled like a book and is as bent as a broken round container. It sounds like bubble wrapping and birds’ wings flapping their wings in the sun. It smells like nasty rotten cheese and stinky rubbish that’s just been tipped in.
By Logan
My leaf
has crunchy ripped veins with dirty lumpy holes. Spiky and blunt, my leaf has
curled-up pointy ends. It is an unusual-sized leaf with uneven thin touches.
There are tints of brown raging between speckles of different colours. It feels
like rough, crispy, wrinkly bark. The stem sprints right out in all different
directions in a very stubby way. It sounds like an old crackly bubble wrapping
that’s been hidden away for years.
It smells like an old musty oak tree or when you’ve just taken the lid
off champagne.
By Lydia
The leaf
is wrinkly with bumps, speckled with dots, and has some rips. The size is
unusual because the leaf is narrow and thin. My leaf is curly but round, skinny
and blunt. It feels crispy and rough and it’s really light. The leaf is a touch
of brown and speckled orange. It sounds like a quiet rattle or bubble wrapping
being furiously rustled. It smells like nasty cat poo and smelly rotten food.
By Nico
My
leaf has some mould on its side. It also has lots of dots that give it some
detail in the leaf. The shape is spiky like a snowflake’s end. Some points are
bent. When you look right at the top, it’s curved. The size of my unusual and
uneven leaf is small. The leaf’s colour has a hint of purple with touch of red
on the surface. Motley colour surrounds the purple and red. A different yellow,
with a shade of orange mixed in, is on the edges. When I rub it on my face,
it’s smooth on my cheek. The thin skin helps it to float down. The stem has
been snapped off short. It is dry like some cardboard and it is curved and thin
right down to the trunk of the leaf. It sounds like bubble wrapping popping. It
is crackly in the wind like birds’ wings flapping in the breeze, or the sound
of someone eating potato chips. The smell is of resin from an oak tree, or
champagne and an energy drink.
By Sarah
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