Kids 4 Kids show

Today the seniors at Parkvale school went to the opera house. It was our rehearsal for the Kids 4 Kids show. The Kids 4 Kids show is a singing concert for world vision. The hosts were Dayna and and the co host was Callum. Chris from the funky monkeys played the piano and conducted us. We sung 18 songs they were all pretty fun. My favourite song was probably candy man or the New Zealand ad medley. It was very fun and I am not nervous for to tonight's performance. I can't wait!

Ticket Booth

As I stare at the booth I see people turning invisible and others just walk away. I can’t decide would it be cool being invisible I really don’t know. I decide that I will just flip a coin on it. Heads I get the ticket tails I don’t. I flip the coin as I see it spin what will it land on what will happen. The coin hits the ground, I look straight at it it landed on...Heads!. What am i in for. I buy the ticket. “Excuse me sir can you see me?,” I say “Um no, no I can’t,” he replied. I wonder if this will be any good at all. As I walk through town I walk into Rebel sports and ask the man serving me “are these the boots with the control grip,”. But all I see is a man run and scream “ahhhhhhhhhhh who said that i’m leaving this place,”. I just don’t think being invisible is going to be very fun at all I think to myself. I walk home and sit down on the couch. I click my fingers for my cat to come to me. I also call his name. He looks very worried and scared I see him run off. IS he scared as well being invisible is dumb. I quickly run back to the ticket booth.”Do you have any tickets to turn me back to normal,” I say to the man at the ticket booth. He replies by saying “no sorry mate,”. It looks like I will be stuck like this forever I think to myself. I wish that coin had landed on tails. I walk back to myself thinking about that dumb coin not landing on tails. Man this is going to be very tough being invisible.



This is writing we had to do about if we would be invisible or if we wouldn't.
To check out Sarahs writing.Click this. To check out the writing on Matt H's blog Click here

Bike Reflection

Bike safety has started and we have been doing it for nearly two weeks. I have got a lot better at signalling. I need to work on looking behind me. I really enjoy bike safety. I wish it would never stop. I hope the teachers think I can go on the road. I think I am pretty safe.

I can Animate

Hit for a six

                Hit for a six

We’re about to start the game. It is the world cup final. New Zealand had smashed Pakistan in the semi final. Also Australia had beat england by four runs.  The players run onto the field. New Zealand against Australia.
I am the first ball for the game. I see Michael Clarke and Shane Watson on the back of their shirts. They step into their crease.
Daniel Vic Tore is the first bowler. He is one of the most talkative in the team I am always training with him. He picks me up with a strong grip almost as strong as the worlds strongest man. Runs up to the crease and bowls me,ouch I bounce on the ground. “Hit me with your best shot,” I scream. Whack Clarke hits me. “Fire away,” I say painfully. “I believe I can fly ,” then Bam I hit the billboards. ‘Michael Jackson ow”.

I look at the big screen there I am on tv I think its a tv anyway. I wish my mum was here so I could scream look mum i’m on tv. I am back on the pitch. I get bowled once again out I hit the wickets. Man that actually really hurt I think the players don’t like me they are picking on me.

NZ is batting now up first is Ross Taylor and Daniel Vettori. I get bowled up up up and away that was a good hit from Ross Taylor. I keep going then whack I think I just broke someones finger. I see the man run off in pain. “Oops,” I say.
Now it is even. The last bowl of the game I get bowled Brendon Mccullum smashes it NZ need a six to win. I’m going going gone for a six NZ win hooray. I see the NZ players running around screaming. Daniel lifts the cup yay. I am trying to celebrate with the players because I am from NZ. This has been a good day other than the pain. I’m going to have a lot of bruises in the morning.

The end.  

Spooky poem.

This is my spooky poem.

In the Spooky Woods there is a Spooky cottage.

In the spooky cottage there is a spooky kitchen.

In the spooky Kitchen there is a spooky sink.

In the spooky Sink there is a spooky cat.

In the spooky cat is a spooky mouse.

In that spooky mouse there is a spooky  poison.

In that spooky poison there are children captured by the spooky old lady.