Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Tom and Jackson's Inquiry Project
Big question: What is a whale?
Supporting questions: How long is a whale? What colour is a whale? Where do whales live? What do they eat?
Big Idea: Relationships can be positive and negative. Some humans like to kill whales. Some humans try to save whales.
Supporting questions: How long is a whale? What colour is a whale? Where do whales live? What do they eat?
Big Idea: Relationships can be positive and negative. Some humans like to kill whales. Some humans try to save whales.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Terror by Alex
Terror is the colour of the dead night sky taunting you.
It is smoke squeezing your lungs,
It smells like dying flesh.
It's a great shadow hauling you down,
It is an arresting scream.
And feels like piercing pain.
It is smoke squeezing your lungs,
It smells like dying flesh.
It's a great shadow hauling you down,
It is an arresting scream.
And feels like piercing pain.
Humiliation by Bryn
Humiliation is darkened red.
Humiliation is the mouth of a bully talking yo you
Humiliation tastes like liquid nitrogen going down your throat.
Humiliation smells like the toes of a giant.
Humiliation is the mouth of a bully talking yo you
Humiliation sounds like a sniggering crowd.
Humiliation haunts for life.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Depression By Liam
Depression is an eerie grey fog.
It's a few grains of rice after along day of back-breaking work,
It's a skunk that comes into your house and let rip.
It is a person always shadowed by a dark gray storm.
It's the pitter-patter of rain,on a sunny day.
Depression is horrible.
It's a few grains of rice after along day of back-breaking work,
It's a skunk that comes into your house and let rip.
It is a person always shadowed by a dark gray storm.
It's the pitter-patter of rain,on a sunny day.
Depression is horrible.
Happiness By Ariana
Happiness is golden yellow.
Happiness is a bag of sweets being given to you on Halloween,
It smells like a field of roses.
Happiness looks like a big bouquet of flowers,
Happiness sounds like birds chirpping in the morning.
Happiness brings joy to life.
Happiness is a bag of sweets being given to you on Halloween,
It smells like a field of roses.
Happiness looks like a big bouquet of flowers,
Happiness sounds like birds chirpping in the morning.
Happiness brings joy to life.
Shyness by Pipi
Shyness
Shyness is midnight purple.
Shyness is the taste of the last apple in the fruit bowl,
And the smell of a bitter lemon.
Shyness makes you feel like you're stuck in a box,
With only the howl of a stray dog to keep you company.
Shyness makes us stop.
Lucy's Serenity Poem
Serenity
Serenity is orchid pink.
Serenity is flowers blossoming underneath a sun shower.
It is sweet essence of lavender swimming through the delicate mist.
Serenity is elegant snow drifting through echoes of thin air,
It is snow running across the concentrate pavment.
Serenity is the calm, silent, pond breathing.
By Lucy
Serenity is orchid pink.
Serenity is flowers blossoming underneath a sun shower.
Serenity is elegant snow drifting through echoes of thin air,
It is snow running across the concentrate pavment.
Serenity is the calm, silent, pond breathing.
By Lucy
Pride, by Sam
Pride is all black,
It tastes like your mouthguard before you run onto the field.
Pride smells like the grass when you've scored the winning try.
It looks like Captain McCaw lifting the Webb-Ellis cup.
It sounds like the roar of the crowd after the final whistle has been blown.
Pride feels like getting sprayed with expensive Champagne.
Fear by Tom.K
Fear
Fear is dark red like blood oozing out of your body.
It tastes like rotten flesh from an undead zombie,
And smells like Davy Jone's locker.
Fear looks like your best friend being stabbed,
And fear sounds like an echoing scream.
Fear is a dark, lonely road.
By Tom.K
Horror, by Alice
Horror is a khaki green.
Horror tastes like a fire burning on your tongue,
And smells like smoke rising from a burning house.
Horror looks like your worst fears right in front of your eyes,
And sounds like a screaming victim, about to die.
Horror is a dead end.
Horror tastes like a fire burning on your tongue,
And smells like smoke rising from a burning house.
Horror looks like your worst fears right in front of your eyes,
And sounds like a screaming victim, about to die.
Horror is a dead end.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Joy by Floyd
Joy is golden yellow.
Joy tastes like a juicy mince and cheese pie,
Joy smells like macaroni and cheese.
Joy looks like a field of flowers,
Joy sounds like laughter and happiness all together.
Joy feels like being awarded with a prize.
Invisible By Mahele
Invisible is the most faded red.
It leaves a bitter taste inside your mouth,
It smells like water, of nothing.
It looks as if no one ever notices you,
And it sounds like echoes of voices.
Invisible is an empty feeling in your heart.
It leaves a bitter taste inside your mouth,
It smells like water, of nothing.
It looks as if no one ever notices you,
And it sounds like echoes of voices.
Invisible is an empty feeling in your heart.
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