Pockets

Today in class we did pockets. So first we had to draw what is in our pocket and then we had to do our  back round I did light blue and colour in our shapes and put it on our blog.

I asked the little boy who cannot see by Leila

I asked the little boy who cannot see,
 ‘And what is colour like?’
 ‘Why, blue,’ said he,
 ‘Is like the freezing water, surrounding me in the pool,
 Green is the wind racing through the leaves with excitement,
 Purple must be a dark cloud sending rain drops down, And
yellow is the sweet taste of banana cake,
 The rage that people let out when they're angry; that’s red.
Pink is the fluffy candy floss that I like to eat, and
 white is the plain sound all around me as I sleep.’

I asked the little boy who could not see - by Henry

I asked the little boy who could not see

“And what is color like?”
“Why red,” said he,
“Is like sitting in front of the fire at my house.
Pouring rain on a cold day that is blue.
Yellow is like the warm sun that shines down over me.
Purple must be thunderclouds fighting in the sky.  
The forest where its nice and peaceful, that is like green.
Pink is like the sweet taste of lollies that we eat on birthdays.
White is the fog that I walk through on winter mornings.
And orange is the orange drink that I have before a rugby game.

This is just to say - by Henry

I have eaten

the ice-cream
that was
in the freezer

and which
you were probably
saving
for your dessert tonight.

Forgive me
it was delightful
so sugary
and freezing cold.

I asked the little boy who cannot see - by Kataraena

I asked the little boy who cannot see,
‘And what is colour like?’
‘Why purple,’ said he
‘Is like the tastiness of sweet juicy black currants,
The colour blue is like the feel of water running through your fingers,
Red is like the smell of roses
Bubble gum is pink;
Brown is like the delicious taste of chocolate mousse,
Orange is like eating nice, crunchy corn chips,  
and white, is like a big great lemonade ice block.’

I asked the little boy who cannot see - by Samira

I asked the little boy who cannot see, ‘And what is colour like?’ ‘Why green,’ said he, ‘Is the soft touch of the grass as I walk through it. Blue is like the smell of the salty sea. Eating a capsicum as crunchy sound that’s red. Pink is like the smell of the roses going through your nose. Purple is the colour of a juicy plum when you’re eating it. Yellow is the colour of a delicious banana peeling off the skin. And white is like the softest tissue on my nose.

I asked the little boy who cannot see - by Roswell

I asked the little boy who cannot see,

‘And what is colour like?’

‘Why, purple’ said he, 

‘Is like the Lakers screaming at a basketball game;

Blue is when water drips from a tap;

And black is like Coca cola; the taste so sweet and fizzy.

White is what you feel when you walk into a church;

The sunrise that you feel shining upon your face is yellow;

Grey is what you smell when the taro is on the stove;

And maroon is the colour you feel at Panmure Bridge School.

Cody - I know someone who can...

I know someone who can
Do a  back flip on a trampoline and land it
I know someone who can
juggle a soccer ball
I know someone who can
throw popcorn in the air and catch it in their mouth
I know someone who can
do a front flip in a pool
I know someone who can
Throw a softball up and catch it behind their back
I know someone who can
drink a whole bottle of fizzy drink
I know someone who can
Balance a book on their head and then catch it in one hand
I know someone who can
Eat a whole bucket of popcorn
I know someone who can
Run as fast as a grown up Dog.
I know someone who can
Climb in a treelike a Monkey
I know someone who can
play X box 360 for 2 hours straight
I know someone who can
work out problems using their brain
and that someone is me