New Zealand poem

The week in my class we had done some free

writing.

I was trying to put rich language in it. I have

written about New Zealand and the cool things

about Aotearoa. I enjoy writing poems and

adding descriptive language to make it

interesting for the reader. I hope you can leave

some comments to help me with my skills and

what I need to work on.  

New Zealand

On a hot summer's day we feel the yummy tip top ice cream dripping away

You can hear the big loud waves crash down onto the sea shore

You can cheer our team on the field all night long  

You can rock down the street wearing jandals on your feet

You can visit the giant L&P bottle any time of the day

The big wide sea is full of yummy food you can eat

The little buzzy bee is all your little boy can dream

As you pass through the bush and see the native birds you wont really see

The long farm paddocks is all you can imagine with like 300 sheeps

Pohutukawa trees are your New Zealand christmas tree

Cooking stuff on the BBQ are nothing you have eaten before

You see ferns every wear but under you never know if its silver or not

There is nothing like a big kiwi breakfast

You can just about put the best tomato sauce on everything

You can snack on the best chips if you buy blue bird

There is nothing better than fish and chips at the beach

Kiwi fruit is the best fruit to have throughout the day

You can enjoy a little pineapple lumps any day of the year

Another thing you can have for dinner is a yum hangi in the winter

The little kiwi bird is never really to be found

You can get muddy with your gumboots and stomp on the ground

The shop to go to is probably just down the rode in most towns

Healthy eating

Sport events

Ocean Poem

Get down there

We have been learning about how to make descriptive language like verbs and imagery in our writing and to see how well we can edit our writing.

Get down there

“Ahhh” I scream as I feel like i’m climbing a mountain that sinking in towards me as i’m take small steps at a time. I am terrified. I am shaking. A big gush of wind blows aganst me and I just got the shivers.

My sister grabs my hand and holds on tight. She seem just a nervous as me. “Are you nervous” I exclaimed. “No” she quitly exclaimed in a long voice. We were almost to the top. I was just going to run down the steps but my sister caught me and pulled me back up.

We are almost at the fount of the line and I began to see the heavy amount of water sliding down the long tunnel. The feel like it will never reach the bottom.  

“Here we go” my sister shouted. We were fifth in line and I was scared for life. W were one away and the pair infount of us was getting ready to go. They slid down and the man at the top put the long silver cain over the slide and I was so happy I skipped down the the stairs and back to my mum and dad.  

Watermelon

My watermelon

The watermelon is round and green on the smooth outside

As it gets sliced open it sounds like and zipper going up and down

As I  take a bit the crunchy brown seeds slip there way into my mouth

It has The rosy misty pink inside melts in my mouth as I began to chew

The coldness kicks my teeth and it’s like a gust of wind blowing against me    The juice drips down over my lips and down to my chin

The little soft yellow string are like mini vines hanging of a castle

The shiny outside is like grass but super crunchy

It has the little amount crispy like salty hot chips

The pattern is like wrinkles on an elephant

The soft cloudy texture burst’s my taste buds

  

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