In term 2, the whole school wrote a personal
experience about our fishing trip. People had a choice of writing about fishing
on a boat or surf-casting on the shore. We had some magnificent writers who got
into the finals to win a fishing rod that lights up every time you spin the
reel. The winner of the competition was Stella Means, and the other pupils that
got in the finals won pencil case and a ruler.
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Smack! “Ow!” I screamed painfully as my baby brother repeatedly
slaps me in the face while I was sleeping in the car. “Get him off me, get him
off!” As soon as I opened the door, I saw Mheltricia holding my brother. “Did
you plan all this?” I questioned her. “No”… she lied. I pulled a face at her.
“Fine!” she said, I did plan all this.” Oh yeah? I said, just to make sure.
Mheltricia nodded. “Good, hope you like walking,” I said. “What?!” she cried.
“You’ll find out later” I replied.
As I walked up the sand dunes of terrific Tangimoana, I saw the
wonderful Tasman Sea. The waves were stomping
on the shore like an enthusiastic but angry elephant and a sun ray pointed to a
wave making a rainbow decoration on the surface. I ran down the sand dune
almost tripping every step I took – “Glad that’s all over,” I cried. “Ow,ow,ow,
ye ouch!” I hate gravel…. Ten minutes later, we arrived at our fishing spot,
cast our first line and hooked our first Kahawai of the day.
Beep beep, the first of our friends arrived, the Tolentino family.
“Mum, can I go swimming?” I asked. “Okay, but watch out for the hooks and move
out of the way when the others are reeling in mum answered,” giving me advice.
SPLASH!!! The waves tackled me like a ferocious All-Black. The waves collided into
the sand with a crashing explosion. After a few minutes of swimming, another
family came – this time it’s the Caballero’s. Benson changed into his togs and
splashed onto the icy ocean with me. “TIME OUT!” dad called out to us – lunch
time. Oh man, I’m hungry, I thought to myself. Crunch, crunch then a loud burp.
“Excuse me,” I said.
Dad gasped. His rod had drawn his attention. He pulled as hard as
Hulk, wondering what this unknown beast could be. Just then I heard a crunch –
what was that? Dad was confused. He showed it to the rest of us. “IT’S HALF OF
A KAHAWAI!” I screamed. Its guts were hanging all over the place. What was left
reminded me of a black-tip reef shark pup dad had caught on Foxton Beach
awhile ago. “You forgot to apply some sunscreen,” mum reminded me – so I did.
As our break wore on, even more families visited. Some of our
friends already drove away into the weedy sunset as I took my last dip into the
water. We ended up with eight kahawai and two herring, A.K.A. yellow eyed
mullet as our fantastic fishing trip ended. Dad drove us to the Tolentino’s
residence to cook and gobble up our delicious kahawai. Yum!
By
Aaron Gutierrez
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Come on, heave ho, and push the boat. As we
push the sparkling yellow, blue and white boat into the dazzling blue water it
slipped through our fingers and hit the wharf with an almighty splash! Luckily
enough I jumped at the right time and stopped the boat from floating away into the
vast ocean.
5 boring and excitement building minutes we
got to the fishing spot, cast our lines out. We changed spot but had no luck
but… all 5 people have a sharp tug so we all pulled and pulled and finally we
got some dazzling and scaly snapper! “Fish and chips tonight” yelled Jas.
“Yay!” we all yelled. We kept going until lunch and stopped. But we weren’t
going back until 2pm.
After lunch we cast our lines out again and
the same thing happened but my rod had bent till the water. “I’ve got a big one”
I yelled and then Jas yelled, “It’s a shark.” “Cool” I screamed as I
frantically tried to pull up this monster. Jas started up the boat and chased
this horrific sun of the dark sandy bottom of the ocean. It took an hour to get
it in and it was a 50kg monster. It was the size of 5 desks and I was so
surprised that the beast did not break my rod. Unfortunately we killed it
because it was going to die anyway.
After an outstanding day of fabulous
fishing we started going back to shore. Jas, “Can I please drive the boat –
pretty pretty please” I said. "OK" Jas said. So I hopped into the seat and
cranked it all the way up and we sped off into the horizon.
By Cameron Hislop
I bet you’d hate your life in the medieval times, especially the brave and bold soliders who had to go to battle in their sweaty smelly hot armor to save lives. Did you know that soldiers had to go a toilet in their armor? 
By Arwen and Charlotte 
On Enviro day we started making some fabulous grass heads. Mr Ward provided us with some grass seed and we put them in a sock. After that we filled the sock with soil. Then we tied the sock tightly and poured water on. Next we added facial features. Finally we put them on the window sill to grow grass. In a few weeks time small sprouts of grass grew, and hopefully sometime grass will grow out of control and we will get to give them fantastic haircuts.
In term 3 Room O
did an experiment on food for our topic ‘Food for thought.’ We had carrot,
apple, biscuits, banana, and chips to watch over the past few long weeks to
find out what would break down the fastest. Also we did an experiment on eggs
with all sorts of liquids like coke, water, juice and milk. The milk has now
gone all yuck and lumpy and it doesn’t look very nice at all. Do you know that
egg erodes just like our teeth because egg shell is made of the same material
as our teeth. 
