Sunday, 10 May 2015
Science Week.LIGHT
We have all enjoyed doing lots of different experiments to do with light. Ask us about the experiments we did and what we found out.
Thursday, 7 May 2015
Autumn Writing By Room 16
Here are just a few of our descriptions. Come into Room 16 to check out more!
The cold wind has been blowing like a hurricane since
midnight and the world seems a lot colder.
In the early morning of autumn the wind has died down to a short, sharp
breeze and there is not a single leave on the trees. The snowy glaciers are sliding down the
mountains in the thick fog. In the houses
the warm fires are crackling like fireworks in the black of night. The smoke on the water is glistening in the
early morning sun.
By Bay
Autumn
The grey sky looms over me, the clouds begin to get heavy
with rain. Drops start to fall as all
the birds, trees and plants get saturated with icy cold water.
Leaves torpedo to the ground.
Scarlet, orange, yellow and green add to the soft carpet of leaves. Now the trees are bare. They shiver as the icy wind whips through
them.
Crystal white now creeps down the mountains ready for
winter. The jagged snow line increases by the minute.
Wind whips my face like one million bees stinging me all at
once. It whistles through the air as the
temperature begins to drop. Autumn is
arriving and fast.
Smoke from the chimneys burns my throat. The acid is so strong. It whirls out of the chimneys and fights hard
to warm up the town. As it dances
through the air, the air gets colder and colder.
Birds call frantically as they desperately search for
food. They’re preparing their nests for
winter; collecting food for them and their chicks.
The air temperature has dropped, there’s nothing to say about
it, Autumn is here!
Written by Sara
Autumn
has arrived …
Orange,
green and red leaves fall off the trees as birds collect berries. The trees are emptying and getting ready for
winter. The cold, crispy laves fall slowly
like a helicopter landing. Trees wave
their branches in the air like they are saying “hello Autumn”. Translucent clouds drift through the air like
a very slow aeroplane. The sky is getting
darker as the clouds drift past.
Freezing cold snow creeps down the mountain like people skiing down the
mountain. The temperature is getting
colder and colder.
By
Ella
Autumn
Autumn has
arrived. The red, yellow, orange and
gold leaves crunch under our feet, drifting down to the ground like coloured
coins. The leaf blower blows the leaves
away. The emptying trees blow around in the calm wind.
The snow slowly
creeps down the mountains getting thicker and thicker. I feel the cold, crisp
air trickle down my spine. The cold air
makes my lips go purple.
Grey clouds are
filling the spaces of the nice warm blue sky.
The wind whips my face and my hair flies everywhere.
The smell of the
strong smoke goes up my nose and drifts all around me.
Autumn
has come!
By
Olivia
Autumn
The mountains have got snow creeping down them. The mountains turn glistening white with
snow. They sparkle and shimmer in the
bright sun. White snow glides down the
side of the mountains drifting from side to side playing in the cold autumn
breeze. It mounds up making huge piles
like giant snow monsters rising up from the dead.
The red, fiery leaves crunch under my feet as I step on
them. The emptying trees look like
deadly skeletons at night.
I like autumn because it reminds me of Australia and Australia
is my favourite country.
From Ryan
Autumn
The leaves tumble to the ground like golden helicopters. The bare branches wave to me as the wind
softly swishes the branches. The leaves
drop as the cold, strong wind passes.
The big pointy mountains let the cold snow creep under their noses. Even the ever greens turn brown as they
die. I am happy that autumn is here
because soon it will be winter.
By Zeydn
Autumn
The leaves twirling around like helicopters. Water dripping down to the ground. Cold air rushing into my face. Smoke flowing into my mouth. Animals finding more homes when earthquakes
come. The branches waving it the air
like they are saying hello to Autumn. I
am lying down relaxing looking through the translucent clouds.
By Lucia
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