Wednesday, 2 December 2015

Tuesday, 1 December 2015

Monday, 30 November 2015

Cass the colour robber

               Cass the Colour Robber
Cass the colour robber went around stealing all the colours and saying
“I’ll have that”. He zapped the colours off the the flowers and the colours
off the bees and the colours off the birds and the colours off the trees.
and he sang … “rat-a-tat-tee  rat-a-tat-tan I am a colour robber man”.
Cass the colour robber shouted “rat-a-tat-tee  rat-a-tat-tan all these
colours for a colour robber man”.
Cass the colour robber ran down the streets. But everything was grey…
grey flowers, grey trees, grey birds, grey bees. so Cass the colour robber
let out all the colours and everything turned rainbow.

Ialt : Make a diorama.

Friday, 27 November 2015

My Beach poem

In the tide line, the empty paua shells lie there. In the sand I stare at the never ending footprints as they stretch out into the distance. Abandoned crab shells. The waves crash down on the sand. The wind howls very loudly in my ears. It is not the best day for a swim.

Bay Turtle Bay Beach 4.jpg


Wednesday, 22 April 2015


I am learning to use arrays to count in groups