This year Mrs Evers signed up to the “Get New Zealand Writing” challenge ran by Warehouse Stationery. We have been paired with a school in Auckland called Henderson Valley School to exchange writing. We received our poster from them on Monday the 13th of March.
We can only open theirs when we send off ours. We have to make a postcard each with our favourite line from our I am poem and decorate the back and front. The I am poems is a poem that represents us. We can’t use similes so we have to use metaphors. We had The Iain Sharp poem to guide us. Here’s the poem:
Iain Sharp is a fat parcel of mixed groceries tied with a clumsy knot.
Iain Sharp is a black kite adrift on changeable winds.
Iain Sharp is a pile of scoria tricking softly to the sea.
Whenever I peep in mirrors Iain Sharp frowns back at me.
It’s terrifying.
Iain Sharp is a runaway tramcar.
Iain Sharp is a chunk of moonrock.
Iain Sharp is nine letters wrenched from the Roman Alphabet.
Look there and there!
Bits of bright confetti blow from chapel to chapel.
I chase them with outstretched hands.
They might be Iain Sharp.
The line I put on my poem is: Alice is pink, brightening up everywhere she goes.
Here are six words Year 5 like the sound of:
- Nerve-cited
- Caring
- Laptops
- Risk takers
- Mechatronics
- Kia Kaha
Here are three things that make us smile:
- Random acts of kindness
- Bridie bloopers
- Teachers, friends & Suzie the cat
The longest word we know:
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis (which means a lung disease contracted from the inhalation of very fine silica particles, specifically from a volcano; medically, it is the same as silicosis.)
By Alice :)
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