Experiencing Marine Reserves
19.3.19
A marine reserve is a place that is protected and you can't take everything from it. We need marine reserves because there will be more food for the future. When a marine reserve is not protected kina take over and there will be no kelp and nowhere for the fish and crayfish to live.
I am a Year 5 student at Paparore School School in Northland, New Zealand. Mrs Junjovich is my teacher. My blog is a collection of my work at various stages, across different curriculum areas. Throughout my time at Paparore School I may share draft copies of my work for feedback and feed forward. Other times I will share my final published pieces. I would appreciate any feedback through leaving me a positive, thoughtful, helpful comment. Thank you
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Friday, November 16, 2018
My Mihi
WALT: do our own mihi
My Mihi
Ko Puwheke toku maunga. Ko Awanui toku awa. Ko Tinana
toku waka. Ko paa A Paa a Parore te marae. Ko Stratton toku
whanau. Ko Ngai Takato toku iwi. Ko Ngawaiata toku mama. Ko Jarred toku matua. Ko Millan toku ingoa.Tena koutou tena koutou tena koutou tena katoa.
My mihi in English.
My mountains name is Puwheke. My river is Awanui. My
canoes name is Tinana. My marae is Paa a Parore. My family
name is Stratton. My tribes name is Ngai Takato. My mum's
name is Ngawiata. My dad's name is Jarred and my name
is Millan. Tena koutou tena koutou tena koutou katoa.
canoes name is Tinana. My marae is Paa a Parore. My family
name is Stratton. My tribes name is Ngai Takato. My mum's
name is Ngawiata. My dad's name is Jarred and my name
is Millan. Tena koutou tena koutou tena koutou katoa.
Scary Shadows
WALT: retell a part of a story.

Lying in my cold bed. It was dark. I heard a sound so I closed my eyes. I slowly open them again, I saw a shadow, it had spiky hair and pyjamas on. It was my father. I said to him “what a waste of sleep time I'm going back to bed!.
Millan.
Lying in my cold bed. It was dark. I heard a sound so I closed my eyes. I slowly open them again, I saw a shadow, it had spiky hair and pyjamas on. It was my father. I said to him “what a waste of sleep time I'm going back to bed!.
Millan.
Friday, September 14, 2018
Wooden Arms
The house stood broken. A boy from a far country he walked Inside the broken where.he waited for a while then he brought his family over to the broken where.They painted it Sky blue but it was to Small So they moved but They didn't what to live it behind so they built a new one beside the where the where had the same color and they lived happily ever after. inside the new house with the Windows rainbow color.
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