Pet day
Pet day is the day when you bring a pet to school. And the judges judge your pets. I brought a pussy cat to school. His name is Tahi. We named him Tahi because he has 1 black spot on his head. I was surprised to see so many pets there. There were lambs, calfs, dogs, cats, rabbits and horses. There was even a barbeque there was selling sausages and fizzy drinks.
But the best part was the young famers competion. You had to nail a nail in to a log of wood. Then you have to put about 10 pinecones in to a wheel barrow then zig zag around some fence posts. Then tip the pine cones in to a hula hoop then put a rubber ring around a piece of rope. After that you throw a gumboot in to a hula hoop. Then jump in to a sack then jump about five metres. After that you put up an electric fence. But last but not least you have to put up a midget gate.
By Clive
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
Monday, 14 November 2011
Fordell School Pet Day
Last Monday we trucked in all sorts of pets; horses, calves, lambs, rabbits, dogs and bunnies. Amid the fun we had chasing the occasional run-a-way dog we also decked out Room 4 with a range of exhibits which the judges claimed were of an exceptionally high standard! The Number 1 Workshop competed fabulously, earning lots of ribbons, certificates and trophies. Imogen, Daniel, Caleb and Leuka wowed parents with their barbecuing skills while fundraising for camp. Ryan re-claimed his title of Open Calf Champion for a second year running while Nikita stole the show with her horse and her lamb Minty(who also walked around beautifully for her sister Addison in the preschool section!) Cheyann won the over-all dog champion while Ryan received a family pet trophy for his dog Tess. Keep posted for the many other hi-lights of pet day still to come! 
RUGBY WORLD CUP DAY!
On the last day of term 3, students of Fordell School dressed up to support their favourite team(s). Didn't we do well! 
Sunday, 2 October 2011
Fordell School Goes Print Making!
Last Friday the whole school ventured into Wanganui to do some serious print making at the Art Gallery and Museum. Room 1 started out the day at the Gallery, making garden prints which will be part of a student exhibition in November. After lunch and a play on the steps we headed down to the Museum where we let our creative juices flow using letter and picture printing blocks and a printing press. We learnt all about mirror printing and can't wait to get our prints back once the paint has dried! A big thanks to Mrs Fraser for organising our wonderful day out!
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Stranded on the top of the sky blue USA’s top preschool was Fat Zak. Fat Zak is 2 years old and he weighs 40 kg but no one knows how he got up on the blue building but him. He may look fat but his basketball skills are really incredible. He wears dark blue basketball clothes with his special green hat on his bald head, he wears no shoes and he wears bright pink bonds nappy, his number on his basketball shirt is 14 [that is his favourite number] in pink writing.
Fat Zak likes playing basketball for the LA Players since the LA Lakers didn’t let him play for them because he was too young. The LA players for people that didn’t make the LA Lakers. The LA players are for people of all ages. Fat Zak sits at home shooting basketballs of his couch into his mini hoop. His favourite type of pizza is bbq and his dad buys it every second night secretly and hides under his own bright green bed, but he doesn’t know that Zak is sneaking under his bed when he goes out to buy the pizza for himself. Zak eats the delicious pizza he goes to sleep. Zaks other hobbies are to sleep in his own NBA special edition bed but that is pretty when he is under his dads bed every second night.
Fat Zak plays awesome basketball a 2 year old boy, so he is always on the news and basketball channels, the 3 news team said he was the 3rd best in the world because he can shoot a basketball of a 5 story building backwards as well as doing a headstand and get a complete swish.
Now the 3 news team is at labrone James’s house to watch Fat Zak shoot his basketball while skateboarding down a10 metre tall ramp blindfolded. When he did it an evil scientist walked past the awesome basketball hoop and the ball hit him in the face and when he was falling he accidentally shot his laser and it hit Zak right in the four head, so he got his memory token away from him so now he is just a regular 2 year old boy. So his mum and dad took him to a brand new school.
By Ryan.G
Fat Zak likes playing basketball for the LA Players since the LA Lakers didn’t let him play for them because he was too young. The LA players for people that didn’t make the LA Lakers. The LA players are for people of all ages. Fat Zak sits at home shooting basketballs of his couch into his mini hoop. His favourite type of pizza is bbq and his dad buys it every second night secretly and hides under his own bright green bed, but he doesn’t know that Zak is sneaking under his bed when he goes out to buy the pizza for himself. Zak eats the delicious pizza he goes to sleep. Zaks other hobbies are to sleep in his own NBA special edition bed but that is pretty when he is under his dads bed every second night.
Fat Zak plays awesome basketball a 2 year old boy, so he is always on the news and basketball channels, the 3 news team said he was the 3rd best in the world because he can shoot a basketball of a 5 story building backwards as well as doing a headstand and get a complete swish.
Now the 3 news team is at labrone James’s house to watch Fat Zak shoot his basketball while skateboarding down a10 metre tall ramp blindfolded. When he did it an evil scientist walked past the awesome basketball hoop and the ball hit him in the face and when he was falling he accidentally shot his laser and it hit Zak right in the four head, so he got his memory token away from him so now he is just a regular 2 year old boy. So his mum and dad took him to a brand new school.
By Ryan.G
Haiku's
BIRD
Chirping and singing,
Small but bulky baby bird
Walking and playing.
Tree
Still green bushy tree,
Side to side it sways in wind
Waving to children.
Sun
A hot blazing sun,
Stays still in the gleaming sky
Shining over cities.
Chirping and singing,
Small but bulky baby bird
Walking and playing.
Tree
Still green bushy tree,
Side to side it sways in wind
Waving to children.
Sun
A hot blazing sun,
Stays still in the gleaming sky
Shining over cities.
The three billy goats candy land.
“Yeah it’s Easter we better get going to Candy Land” “Ok, everyone always relies on us to make Easter eggs.” So the goats locked the house and started to head to work in Candy Land. After the long and exhausting walk they were slowly wandering over the golden, brown caramel bridge they all screamed in a high pitch voice “Arrgh!” “You are not allowed to go over my bridge, it’s mine.” Troll shouted with a deep dark voice. “I’m little Billy goat my big brothers are much fatter than me, let me past.” “I don’t care how big you are you are not going into Candy Land, because every year you forget about me and I’m sick of it.” Groaned the little Troll. “Come over here goats let’s make a plan and trick troll into thinking that we’ll give him all the Easter eggs in the world” said the oldest and boldest goat. They trotted back over to troll. “Troll, I know, you let us in and we will give you all the Easter eggs in the world.’’ “Hmmm”, troll hesitated for a while “alright sounds good then.” So troll jumped off the bridge and waited and waited. But as soon as they got in the super cunning goats locked the doors and didn’t give him any eggs and when the goats wanted to go home they just snuck out the back door.
The End
By Nikita
The End
By Nikita
Roasted
Blazing in the sun three villages that go by the name of Poppycock, Gobbledygook and Hoppityclop were roasting under the heat. Our setting is in the high and mighty village of Poppycock where the ruler of the three lands lives.
He was complaining nastily to everyone about the heat.
“Fan me, fan me because it’s so hot and it’s your fault!” He was sitting on his throne which was, unfortunately, directly in the sun and he was shouting at his builders to move his throne into the shade in ten seconds or they would be sent to the executioner.
“Ahh! This is the life!” Creak, rustle, shiver, shake, tremble. The tree His Majesty was sitting under suddenly came alive, bent down and remarked:
“Excuse me sir, would you care to move as you are sitting on my roots?”
“I am sorry Mr, Mr...”
“My name is Mr Misbegotten!”
“Well Mr Whatsit I am sorry but I do not want to move!”
“Fine!” Munch, munch, munch, SLURP!
Elections for the new ruler:
“All in favour for Miss Clark, ten, twenty – right all in favour of Mr Misbegotten – wow that is more than the whole world!”
And that is how it was. Mr Misbegotten was known as the kind and fair ruler of the lands: Poppycock, Gobbledygook and Hoppityclop so they all lived happily ever after!!
By Amelia
He was complaining nastily to everyone about the heat.
“Fan me, fan me because it’s so hot and it’s your fault!” He was sitting on his throne which was, unfortunately, directly in the sun and he was shouting at his builders to move his throne into the shade in ten seconds or they would be sent to the executioner.
“Ahh! This is the life!” Creak, rustle, shiver, shake, tremble. The tree His Majesty was sitting under suddenly came alive, bent down and remarked:
“Excuse me sir, would you care to move as you are sitting on my roots?”
“I am sorry Mr, Mr...”
“My name is Mr Misbegotten!”
“Well Mr Whatsit I am sorry but I do not want to move!”
“Fine!” Munch, munch, munch, SLURP!
Elections for the new ruler:
“All in favour for Miss Clark, ten, twenty – right all in favour of Mr Misbegotten – wow that is more than the whole world!”
And that is how it was. Mr Misbegotten was known as the kind and fair ruler of the lands: Poppycock, Gobbledygook and Hoppityclop so they all lived happily ever after!!
By Amelia
A Snowy Monday Morning
Whir who whirr wing ahh morning already .Snore snore if you were wondering why I faked snoring it was because I saw Dad and he would make me do the dishes from last night we had B.K.
“You who wakey wakey.”
“Ohh why?”
“Mum just rung up its snowing really badly well, not that bad.” “Come on we are going there right now.”
“Okay okay I’ll get up.”
Vriiiiim piiits Vriiiiim as slow as a snail we drove to Mum’s house. We were going slowly because there could have been ice on the road. Beep, beep we saw mum wiping all of the soft snow of her car windows. When I got out of Dad’s car I grabbed some snow and I threw it at Dad’s back. Dad roared with pain because I made the snow ball super hard.
“He he he Dad.”
“Ahh you got me. Let’s make a snow man.”
He he he.
By Leuka
“You who wakey wakey.”
“Ohh why?”
“Mum just rung up its snowing really badly well, not that bad.” “Come on we are going there right now.”
“Okay okay I’ll get up.”
Vriiiiim piiits Vriiiiim as slow as a snail we drove to Mum’s house. We were going slowly because there could have been ice on the road. Beep, beep we saw mum wiping all of the soft snow of her car windows. When I got out of Dad’s car I grabbed some snow and I threw it at Dad’s back. Dad roared with pain because I made the snow ball super hard.
“He he he Dad.”
“Ahh you got me. Let’s make a snow man.”
He he he.
By Leuka
Sunday, 21 August 2011
Friday, 19 August 2011
Thursday, 18 August 2011
Xavier's Snow Poem using similes
Snow
Oh snow you are so bright like when someone gets a bright idea.
You are as soft as a silky cloud.
Snow you are as pretty and bright as a beautiful flower.
Oh snow you fill joy to everyone’s faces.
Snow you as cold as a really heavy frost.
By Xavier
Oh snow you are so bright like when someone gets a bright idea.
You are as soft as a silky cloud.
Snow you are as pretty and bright as a beautiful flower.
Oh snow you fill joy to everyone’s faces.
Snow you as cold as a really heavy frost.
By Xavier
Nikita's Snow Day Recount
Tap, tap! I rolled over to the other side of my bed just to see Greg tapping on my door. “What?” I groaned.
“Look out your window and you’ll see what.”I jumped out of still thinking it was about 5 in the morning when I gasped and just about fainted at the sight I saw. White, white was all I could see, white grass, white trees, everything was white. I felt really happy, I was wide awake! I stopped “Oh I haven’t seen this sight in awhile!” But at that moment I ran outside to see Mum with my lamb, Minti. I was in my PJ’s and bare feet when I jumped onto the icy, cold grass. “That just felt like I stood on spiky glass.”Crunch, crunch, crunch. “Oh that’s cold, my toes are frozen.” but I had to get my lamb quick. Like a lightning bolt I snatched her from Mum and put her by the fire, gave Minti some milk then got dressed and outside to start making a snowman, making snowballs and throwing them at the house, I really could not wait to get to school and throw snowballs there.
By Nikita
“Look out your window and you’ll see what.”I jumped out of still thinking it was about 5 in the morning when I gasped and just about fainted at the sight I saw. White, white was all I could see, white grass, white trees, everything was white. I felt really happy, I was wide awake! I stopped “Oh I haven’t seen this sight in awhile!” But at that moment I ran outside to see Mum with my lamb, Minti. I was in my PJ’s and bare feet when I jumped onto the icy, cold grass. “That just felt like I stood on spiky glass.”Crunch, crunch, crunch. “Oh that’s cold, my toes are frozen.” but I had to get my lamb quick. Like a lightning bolt I snatched her from Mum and put her by the fire, gave Minti some milk then got dressed and outside to start making a snowman, making snowballs and throwing them at the house, I really could not wait to get to school and throw snowballs there.
By Nikita
Nikita's Snow Poem using Similes
Snow
Snow you are as powdery as flour
You bring smiles to everyone’s faces
Snow is as white as a little lamb
You make our hearts pound with happiness as we look at you.
Oh snow you cover the ground like a spreaded sheet of paper.
Snow crunches like metal stones
Snow is like a fluffy and puffy cloud
Snow you are the joy of winter.
By Nikita
Snow you are as powdery as flour
You bring smiles to everyone’s faces
Snow is as white as a little lamb
You make our hearts pound with happiness as we look at you.
Oh snow you cover the ground like a spreaded sheet of paper.
Snow crunches like metal stones
Snow is like a fluffy and puffy cloud
Snow you are the joy of winter.
By Nikita
Leuka's Snowy School Day Recount
Snowy
Whir who whirr wing ahh morning already .Snore snore if you were wondering why I faked snoring it was because I saw Dad and he would make me do the dishes from last night we had B.K.
“You who wakey wakey.”
“Ohh why?”
“Mum just rung up its snowing really badly will not that bad.” “Come on we are going there right now.”
“Okay okay I’ll get up.”
Vriiiiim piiits Vriiiiim as slow as a snail we drove to Mum’s house. We were going slowly because there could have been ice on the road. Beep, beep we saw mum wiping all of the soft snow of her car windows. When I got out of Dad’s car I grabbed some snow and I threw it at Dad’s back. Dad roared with pain because I made the snow ball super hard.
“He he he Dad.”
“Ahh you got me. Let’s make a snow man.”
He he he.
By Leuka
Whir who whirr wing ahh morning already .Snore snore if you were wondering why I faked snoring it was because I saw Dad and he would make me do the dishes from last night we had B.K.
“You who wakey wakey.”
“Ohh why?”
“Mum just rung up its snowing really badly will not that bad.” “Come on we are going there right now.”
“Okay okay I’ll get up.”
Vriiiiim piiits Vriiiiim as slow as a snail we drove to Mum’s house. We were going slowly because there could have been ice on the road. Beep, beep we saw mum wiping all of the soft snow of her car windows. When I got out of Dad’s car I grabbed some snow and I threw it at Dad’s back. Dad roared with pain because I made the snow ball super hard.
“He he he Dad.”
“Ahh you got me. Let’s make a snow man.”
He he he.
By Leuka
Ameilia's Snow Day Recount
A Snowy Surprise!
Lying in bed I heard Dad clomping up the stairs. I played dead but I still couldn’t resist opening my eyes when Dad said “Mills look outside!” My eyes flew open and before me was a white blanket of snow that covered as far as the eye could see. No wonder it was so cold I thought to myself.
“Ahh!” Breakfast was over and our bags were packed. The horses were happily trotting from their ‘victory’ of getting together, thanks for holding Gidget Georgina. My sister, my brother and I were having a snowball fight. John was screaming like a girl. Vroom, vroom! “Let’s throw snowballs at Dad’s truck!” We did and I got a big hunk of snow on Dad’s windscreen. “School now!” he announced angrily. “Ohhhh!” we chorused simultaneously.
Crunch, crunch. Walking inside the school gates I headed into school as normal when out came Xavier and Jonny with a welcome party for me: throwing snowballs at me and brrr it was cold!!
Mr Osmond let us play in the snow until quarter to ten; this was partly because he wanted photos of us playing in the snow. We headed back inside when who do you suppose came? The Wanganui Chronicle doing a report on the snow in Fordell. Four boys went out to play in the snow again so the Chronicle could get a few photos.
Bring, bring. Morning tea time, more snow play! For all of the twenty minutes of playtime I threw snowballs at a countless amount of people. Bring, bring. Back to class we all trudged, disappointed that morning tea was over. Seeing our solemn faces Mr Osmond said that if we worked well for about an hour he would take us out in the snow again for twenty minutes. A cry of joy leapt from our mouths. We were to go out in the snow again until lunch time!
There were many bonus’s of the snow coming to Fordell. Hardly doing any schoolwork was one of them. We are hoping that snow comes again someday!
By Amelia
Lying in bed I heard Dad clomping up the stairs. I played dead but I still couldn’t resist opening my eyes when Dad said “Mills look outside!” My eyes flew open and before me was a white blanket of snow that covered as far as the eye could see. No wonder it was so cold I thought to myself.
“Ahh!” Breakfast was over and our bags were packed. The horses were happily trotting from their ‘victory’ of getting together, thanks for holding Gidget Georgina. My sister, my brother and I were having a snowball fight. John was screaming like a girl. Vroom, vroom! “Let’s throw snowballs at Dad’s truck!” We did and I got a big hunk of snow on Dad’s windscreen. “School now!” he announced angrily. “Ohhhh!” we chorused simultaneously.
Crunch, crunch. Walking inside the school gates I headed into school as normal when out came Xavier and Jonny with a welcome party for me: throwing snowballs at me and brrr it was cold!!
Mr Osmond let us play in the snow until quarter to ten; this was partly because he wanted photos of us playing in the snow. We headed back inside when who do you suppose came? The Wanganui Chronicle doing a report on the snow in Fordell. Four boys went out to play in the snow again so the Chronicle could get a few photos.
Bring, bring. Morning tea time, more snow play! For all of the twenty minutes of playtime I threw snowballs at a countless amount of people. Bring, bring. Back to class we all trudged, disappointed that morning tea was over. Seeing our solemn faces Mr Osmond said that if we worked well for about an hour he would take us out in the snow again for twenty minutes. A cry of joy leapt from our mouths. We were to go out in the snow again until lunch time!
There were many bonus’s of the snow coming to Fordell. Hardly doing any schoolwork was one of them. We are hoping that snow comes again someday!
By Amelia
Imoden's Snow Poem using similes.
Snow
Snow you feel as silky as a little lamb.
Snow you are as white as the pale clouds hanging from the sky.
Oh snow you sink into the long green grass like a sneaky snake.
Snow you crunch like a mountain of cornflakes.
Snow you spread over our school like the clouds have fallen from above.
Snow you taste like ice-cubes frozen stiff.
Snow you cover the trees with your white tears bucketing down.
Oh snow, so many delightful smiles you bring to our faces.
Snow you pour down crackling like a squeaky door.
Snow as the sun rises you fade away like smudged crayon, we do hope you visit us again.
By Imogen
Snow you feel as silky as a little lamb.
Snow you are as white as the pale clouds hanging from the sky.
Oh snow you sink into the long green grass like a sneaky snake.
Snow you crunch like a mountain of cornflakes.
Snow you spread over our school like the clouds have fallen from above.
Snow you taste like ice-cubes frozen stiff.
Snow you cover the trees with your white tears bucketing down.
Oh snow, so many delightful smiles you bring to our faces.
Snow you pour down crackling like a squeaky door.
Snow as the sun rises you fade away like smudged crayon, we do hope you visit us again.
By Imogen
Cheyann's Snow Poem using similes
Snow.
Snow is as soft and puffy as a cloud,
White snow is as white as a lamb,
You are as quite as a mouse when you fall from above,
Oh snow you are as cold as Antarctica,
Special smiles come to children’s faces as you arrive,
You trickle down from the blue sky as fast as a leopard,
Snow you are as pretty as a sparkling diamond,
You are as fun as a carnival rides that bring joy to everyone.
By Cheyann
Snow is as soft and puffy as a cloud,
White snow is as white as a lamb,
You are as quite as a mouse when you fall from above,
Oh snow you are as cold as Antarctica,
Special smiles come to children’s faces as you arrive,
You trickle down from the blue sky as fast as a leopard,
Snow you are as pretty as a sparkling diamond,
You are as fun as a carnival rides that bring joy to everyone.
By Cheyann
Cheyann's Snow Day Recount
A White Blanket of Snow
Sprinting out of the car and running to the field I stopped in amazement. On a chilly cold Monday morning snow was trickling from above. Laughing, talking and the crunching sound of people walking on top of the white puffy snow was all I could hear. ‘’Ouch, oah that’s cold!’’I affirmed, as Jonny threw a delicate snowball at me. Playing away I whispered to myself ‘’I can’t even see the moist grass!’’
Jumping on top of a mountain high snowball I heard ‘’Look out!’’ from Georgina as a stampede of Room One boys headed straight towards me with hundreds of snowballs placed in their hands, the snowballs were as big as netballs. Sprinting away as fast as my legs could carry me through the thick snow; I kept tripping up over my Mum’s big wide gumboots.
Bang boom bong was the sound of white mushy snowballs striking me on my back ’’I surrender!’’ I shouted as loud as a deep drum.
“Yes!’’ all the boys declared together.
Bring bring! Oh man time to get warm and go inside for school work I thought to myself. What an amusing cold snowy Monday morning!
By Cheyann McDougall
Sprinting out of the car and running to the field I stopped in amazement. On a chilly cold Monday morning snow was trickling from above. Laughing, talking and the crunching sound of people walking on top of the white puffy snow was all I could hear. ‘’Ouch, oah that’s cold!’’I affirmed, as Jonny threw a delicate snowball at me. Playing away I whispered to myself ‘’I can’t even see the moist grass!’’
Jumping on top of a mountain high snowball I heard ‘’Look out!’’ from Georgina as a stampede of Room One boys headed straight towards me with hundreds of snowballs placed in their hands, the snowballs were as big as netballs. Sprinting away as fast as my legs could carry me through the thick snow; I kept tripping up over my Mum’s big wide gumboots.
Bang boom bong was the sound of white mushy snowballs striking me on my back ’’I surrender!’’ I shouted as loud as a deep drum.
“Yes!’’ all the boys declared together.
Bring bring! Oh man time to get warm and go inside for school work I thought to myself. What an amusing cold snowy Monday morning!
By Cheyann McDougall
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
School Trip to Kaitoke School
Last Friday, our school joined the East Wanganui School Cluster at Kaitoke School for a fun afternoon of rhythm drumming. Check out some photos of our class belting out the drums below! 
Tuesday, 2 August 2011
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Xavier's Bastille Day Update
Bonjour everyone. It's Bastille Day today. The number 1 workshop had a blast! It felt like we were in France. We ate cheese, croissants, eclairs, keish, bread sticks, dried fruit, french fries, chocolate and a cake decorated with the French flag. We even drunk some sparkling juice. It was delicious. Thank you to our wonderful parents who helped out with the beatuiful picnic spread!
Batille Day!
Today Fordell School celebrated Bastille Day which is called La Fête Nationale and le quatorze juillet (the fourteenth of July). It celebrates the storming of the Bastille prison which symbolised the end of the French Monarchy. On the 14th July 1789, there were only 7 inmates but the following year, this day was chosen to symbolise freedom in France and became a national holiday. As a conclusion to our school wide French inquiry on France, we have celebrated Bastille day with balloons, streamers, French music and food. We all dressed up as someone or something French and have had a wonderful day sharing our findings about France.
Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Tuesday, 5 July 2011
Thursday, 30 June 2011
The Octo Opthalamus Kolossos
Out of nowhere there was a sudden trembling in the ancient temple and a beast crashed through the roof. It was an ancient Greek beast called the octo opthalmus kolossos. In English that means ”the eight eyed giant”.
Its arms were a hairy gingerly colour like cinnamon. Instead of having only two arms the beast has four arms which make it easier to lift heavy objects. You can see his pumping muscles in all four arms with jagged claws ripping out the end of his hairy skin which is as tough as diamonds.
The beast has two heads that are smothered in drifting water. Seeing would be no problem for the octo because it has 8 eyes. Each eye’s individually a different shade of colour and all different shapes and sizes. With two heads, each one has no nose but it can taste the air with its purple slithering tough. Inside each blood thirsty mouth are a pair of flesh ripping fangs which are 13cm long.
The Octo Opthulmus Kolossos has eight extremely powerful tails which could send you flying if you got hit by any of them. All of the tails are black except for the red stripes that spirals up the tails which start to glow after dusk. Annoying the beast will make the black hair explode into sizzling black flames that disintegrate anything it touches into dust as dark as a night wrapped in oily black clouds.
Even to this day, the Octo still terrorises the people who come into the temple and sometimes sucks their flesh off of their bones and makes a stew of their guts. When the Octo Opthulmus Kolossos has finished with the body it makes a pile of skin right where the priest stands.
THE END
By Jonny
Ryan's Beast Description. Room 1 has been writing decriptions of their choice of a beast. We gave them Latin names to describe characteristics. Stay tuned for illustrations to follow!
The Thing
In a shopping mall emerged a tiny thing with one leg and two heads. A fat blue cop had gone to capture it with a shiny strong metal cage. He saw it; it looked as cute as a baby pink bunny. He stared.
It had 1 normal sized head with two bright red eyes like bright red rubies and 1 awfully small head with 223 tiny eyes formed together on its forehead. It looked like its head had 1 massive eye on it.
It had one furry bouncing leg with razor sharp claws out of all its 56 toes. The one leg sticks out of its stomach like a sore thumb. The leg makes it hop like a grown up frog even if it doesn’t want to. The thing leaped up and down as if it thought it was a tree frog.
“Amazing” one of the civilians exclaimed. “It has black fur with gold lightning bolt strikes on its stomach as if it was from the clouds. “The lightning bolt strikes were from where it came from.” A local scientist who had been studying it for a long time announced. Suddenly it pounced at the cop and hit over a near mustard coloured coconut stand, which hit over a small kid. Standing there beaming at the cop right next to the rolling coconuts. He bounced once again at the cop. When the thing was in mid air the cop pulled out a black rifle and blew off its small 223 eyed head and it died a long slow painful death. After that the civilians called it Fortis, Mal, Hecta, Micros, (The tiny yet strong, bad, hundred eyed thing) for short The Micros.
The End
By Ryan
Tuesday, 28 June 2011
Art
Though the last few weeks room1 have been working on painting the Eiffle tower and its reflection.
By Ryan
By Ryan
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
Ordering Fractions
This morning Jourdan learnt how to order fractions from smallest to biggest looking at the denominator.
Thursday, 16 June 2011
Room 1 learns the Hampster Dance!
Here we are in Room 4, showing off some of our newly learnt dance moves.
Wednesday, 15 June 2011
Sunday, 22 May 2011
Student of the Week
Top work Tim for getting student of the week. He got it for his excellent attitude towards all of his work.
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
Ryan's writing group has been learning about using different sentence beginnings.
Use a connective:
After a while, the bus came zooming in to a stop.
Use an “ing” clause:
Zooming down the stairs came Ryan.
Use an “ed” clause:
Surprised as he saw the giant stare in the fence.
Use a simile:
Fast as a rocket he sprinted down the road.
Use an adverb:
Cautiously he opened the prank tin.
Use one word:
Annoyed, he walked home after losing the bball game.
Use “but” for emphasis:
But the monster was still waiting anxiously for the little boy.
We love maths in Room 1!
Working hard at maths! We are learning about algorithms. Jonny and Ryan are working hard at multiplying decimals.
Monday, 16 May 2011
Thursday, 14 April 2011
Xavier's term 1 review
Room1s first term. We all leart lots of bedmas in math. In writing we mostly did our character discription we all made up a fake character and then we made 4 paragraphs about our character saying what they are about and who there friends are.We used metaphors similes hyperbole. My character kiwi camoeflagehe he acts like a kiwi. That is all i want to say thank you.
Xavier Mohr.
Xavier Mohr.
4square term1
One sunny musty lunch time we were sitting in a tree borred when Miss Welch came to save the hour and she said, "come play 4 square"
so we did. and we played for a long time with Jonny in king until Jonny got kicked out of king by Miss Welch, so she gave Jonny a taste of his own medicine and we wer'nt happy at all. At the end of lunch Miss Welch. By Ryan
so we did. and we played for a long time with Jonny in king until Jonny got kicked out of king by Miss Welch, so she gave Jonny a taste of his own medicine and we wer'nt happy at all. At the end of lunch Miss Welch. By Ryan
Ryan's Mirror Image
Every one in Room 1 got a picture out of a magazine, cut it in half and had to draw the missing half exactly the same using a line of symmetry. By Ryan
Wednesday, 13 April 2011
Cheyann's post
This Term has been very fun and intersting we have been to the Canin bee farm we learnt a bunch of intersting facts like that bees wings go around 200 times in 1 second isnt that amazing,we also got to try three different types of honey the ones that I tried were so yum my favourite was wild flower but lots of people liked blue borrage honey.There was also cluster swimming sports in Marton year 4 and up went.At the end everyone was very proud of their placing and the main thing was that we all had fun.This year every class room has a new teacher there is Mr Osmond(the principal)Miss Welch,Mrs Fraser and Mrs Reddish they are very fun and kind teachers.Room One have learnt how to do BEDMAS and how to put fractoins into decimals or the other way around we have also learnt alot more things our brains are filled with information.That is a little bit of what has been happening this term in Room One.
By Cheyann
By Cheyann
Fat Zac
Stranded on the top of the sky blue USA’s top preschool was Fat Zak. Fat Zak is 2 years old and he weighs 40 kg but no one knows how he got up on the blue building but him. He may look fat but his basketball skills are really incredible. He wears dark blue basketball clothes with his special green hat on his bald head, he wears no shoes and he wears bright pink bonds nappy, his number on his basketball shirt is 14 [that is his favourite number] in pink writing.
Fat Zak likes playing basketball for the LA Players since the LA Lakers didn’t let him play for them because he was too young. The LA players for people that didn’t make the LA Lakers. The LA players are for people of all ages. Fat Zak sits at home shooting basketballs of his couch into his mini hoop. His favourite type of pizza is bbq and his dad buys it every second night secretly and hides under his own bright green bed, but he doesn’t know that Zak is sneaking under his bed when he goes out to buy the pizza for himself. Zak eats the delicious pizza he goes to sleep. Zaks other hobbies are to sleep in his own NBA special edition bed but that is pretty when he is under his dads bed every second night.
Fat Zak plays awesome basketball a 2 year old boy, so he is always on the news and basketball channels, the 3 news team said he was the 3rd best in the world because he can shoot a basketball of a 5 story building backwards as well as doing a headstand and get a complete swish.
Now the 3 news team is at labrone James’s house to watch Fat Zak shoot his basketball while skateboarding down a10 metre tall ramp blindfolded. When he did it an evil scientist walked past the awesome basketball hoop and the ball hit him in the face and when he was falling he accidentally shot his laser and it hit Zak right in the four head, so he got his memory token away from him so now he is just a regular 2 year old boy. So his mum and dad took him to a brand new school.
By Ryan.G
Fat Zak likes playing basketball for the LA Players since the LA Lakers didn’t let him play for them because he was too young. The LA players for people that didn’t make the LA Lakers. The LA players are for people of all ages. Fat Zak sits at home shooting basketballs of his couch into his mini hoop. His favourite type of pizza is bbq and his dad buys it every second night secretly and hides under his own bright green bed, but he doesn’t know that Zak is sneaking under his bed when he goes out to buy the pizza for himself. Zak eats the delicious pizza he goes to sleep. Zaks other hobbies are to sleep in his own NBA special edition bed but that is pretty when he is under his dads bed every second night.
Fat Zak plays awesome basketball a 2 year old boy, so he is always on the news and basketball channels, the 3 news team said he was the 3rd best in the world because he can shoot a basketball of a 5 story building backwards as well as doing a headstand and get a complete swish.
Now the 3 news team is at labrone James’s house to watch Fat Zak shoot his basketball while skateboarding down a10 metre tall ramp blindfolded. When he did it an evil scientist walked past the awesome basketball hoop and the ball hit him in the face and when he was falling he accidentally shot his laser and it hit Zak right in the four head, so he got his memory token away from him so now he is just a regular 2 year old boy. So his mum and dad took him to a brand new school.
By Ryan.G
Camo Kiwi
One bushy morning out popped Mr Camo aka Kiwi Camouflage. He likes to act like a kiwi, the lives in the great forest where there are over 1 million kiwis and about 10 moa. The great forest is where Kiwi Cameo lives, he lives in a tree that is pretty much filled with dirt, that is why we call him kiwi and he puts fake fathers on to make him look like a kiwi. He can run rapidly fast throughout the forest and he can jump higher than a kangaroo. He is as tall as an elephant. He is the tallest kiwi in the forest. His feathers are silkily smooth blanket. Young Kiwi likes to act like a kiwi. His hobbies are digging for worms and digging borrows for other kiwi and playing in the ferns with the other kiwi is well. But he doesn’t like Mr old ugly Twit because he is a mean person every time he sees him and his discussing wife he sprints off like a cheetah making sure that they don’t seen him. Kiwi is a very playful person but sometimes he gets grumpy when he is tired. So when he is tired I would leave him alone if I were you. When he is happy he gets very playful he is really nice he finds you some worms but that was if you were a kiwi of cause. Kiwi cameo is kind of an accident pro. One time he fell in some ferns and rolled in some black berry bushes down a steep hill. The noise was like a gun shot right next to you’re ear and he was screaming with pain. We had to quickly rush to the kiwi hospital and he had to get surgery on his left foot and right hand he had seriously hurt them. He is a ruff person for a kiwi like person I thought that I was going to go to kiwi camouflage tangi. But he turned out all right he’s a lucky man. We had a hangi to celebrate for him surviving the dangers devastating roll down that treacherously steep hill he will never play around that hill again. Kiwi cameo found a beautiful kiwi female like person they had three children Ryan Jacob Xavier. Mr Kiwi lived a happy life with all of his friends and his wife and kids. He is really living the life now and they lived happily ever after
By Xavier Mohr
Bad Berned is badder than you can believe he throws books at people especially Manny. His skin is muddy and creamy like a hippo, he also has the bad breath of a pig who has eaten rotten eggs and milk!! The putrid stench of rotten eel pours from his skin. His hair is a messy nest.
Bad Berned is going to be in the biggest book of records because he is so grumpy, cruel, insane and mean. Did you know Berned is as mean as a magpie!
He owns a book shop named Black Books. However he doesn’t like books or people coming in so he kicks them out! Berned only talks to Manny and Fran.
One dim day Berned was out buying a weeks supply of wine and when he left a student poked his head in and whispered “pssst is he gone?” Manny replied “yes.” And the student said “Come in every one he’s gone!” So every came come in and nearly bought all the books.After everyone left Berned came in and said “ Where are all the books?!”
When Berned yelled at Manny, Manny left and Fran was heartbroken because she had no one to pour her wine!!
Bold Bradley
One dark but clear sunny day sitting in the movies was BOLD BRADLEY. His hair is dark black and it is as long as a horses mane, very tight blacks skinny jeans and a black t-shirt and a dark grey jacket. To go with the fashion he wears a pair of vans which are light green with white poker dots. He is a rake and about 1 metre and 45 centimetres tall. Bradley has also got a light tan covering his arms and legs as well as having a pretty round face with a little bony chin poking out like a rubber.
Bradley has lots of moods but the mood that I usually see is his smile which is a bent sun. He is basically always happy and he is quite funny by telling jokes. Last but not least he is quite kind to his friends, his mum and dad by doing jobs without arguing as well as his two brothers and his one sister (sort of). Bold Bradley really likes to game on his three Nintendo ds’s and his two Nintendo dsi’s, his x-box 360, his black wii and his playstation 3. He likes to ride his bike to school and down to the park to do jumps, tricks and crazy stunts. Something that he scorns to do is to clean his room. It is a pig sty. The floor is so messy that you can barely see it except for a few spots and it is covered with toys mostly and dotted with some food rappers (but not many of them). Some of his friends that he hangs out with are Oliver, Daniel B, Jack, Josh, Dylan, Jed, Jordan G, Jourdyn A, Josh F, Anthony, George and I but that is only what I know.
Sometimes Bradley plays on his x-box 360 or his playstation3 all day until it his bedtime (which is about 10:30pm) then he starts to play his ds or his dsi all night until about 2:00am, and then he turns them off and goes to sleep. The morning after that he sleeps all morning until about 3:00pm in the afternoon and he is terribly tired. The next time he tried to play on one of his ds’s it turned on. Then it started to sizzle until it turned off and it was stuffed.
So that is the description of bold Bradley who is a real person and not a made up character and who really does like to game all night.
By B.K.G Matthews (Jonny)
Fat Fred
Drooling over American hot dogs slouched Fat Fred. Fat Fred is a dreadfully plump guy. He loves to eat hot dogs dripping with onions, mustard and tomato sauce. He adores all kinds of ice cream and is crazy about chocolate. Fat Fred has jumbo ears, he looks even more weird with no hair, lots of scars and has a black monobrow stands out a lot. I think he needs to shave his tummy it is so hairy and has a and Fat Fred is quite rancid he smells like rotten eggs. Since Fat Fred doesn’t have any money hi clothes are rugged his sleeves are torn up, one is long the other is short. Gumboots are the fashion for Fat Fred so he wears black gumboots; his pants have holes in them as he keeps tumbling down the stairs they got torn on the knees. Lots of people wonder why he can’t button his pants up well it because he is so fat so he uses bailing twine to hold them up.
Fat Fred doesn’t have any friends as a result of having a ruthless personality he is a very beastly man. There is no job Fat Fred can accomplish because he is lazy, uncoordinated and doesn’t listen to anyone. Once when Fat Fred was tramping down Kiwi Street he scarfed a little girl’s triple chocolate ice cream and gobbled it up in one mouth fill then he shoved the little girl over. She grazed her knee and was a sad baby for the rest of the day. Bzzzz Fat Fred was tasered to the ground by the little girl’s mother, “you filthy fat man you should go to jail’’ she screamed out loud. Now, Fat Fred is a lousy guy because he doesn’t have any family they all died in a huge fire so Fat Fred lives alone down the main ally way. He is a lonely guy who only lives with stray cats but there are also lots of mini mice which he doesn’t like at all.
Fat Fred doesn’t do much he normally steals ice creams off people, sneaks hot dogs from the stand and at night he robs the chocolate factory. Sometimes Fat Fred gets so hungry he feels like eating a herd of cattle. Fat Fred doesn’t eat decent food he fills his tummy up on yuck food out of the garbage or steals junk food off people or out of shops because he doesn’t have any money to buy things like burgers or steaks not even vegetables. A lot of people feel sorry for Fat Fred but they are too scared to give him things or money because of what he has done to them in the past.
This charter description is not true but I hope you enjoyed my fictional charter description about Fat Fred.
By Cheyann McDougall.
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
Daniel's finished Character Description
Exciting Emma
On a very hot, sunny, musty day 18 year old Exciting Emma strolled out of her house in Hamilton on her merry way to work in the wood works store making shelves, tables and cabinets. Her short curly blond hair shimmering in the blazing sunlight and her dark orange sunglasses shielding her eyes from the blinding light. Her night black sneakers slapping the aged grey pavement with every step she took and her heavenly white t-shirt fluttering in the cool refreshing breeze. Emma loves lego with a passion and absolutely adores the colour orange, in her spare time Emma likes to BMX and mountain bike. Emma is a very kind hearted girl and always thinks of everyone else. She is smart, fit, very truthful and very thoughtful. Emma has quite a few friends like Alice, (the shy one) Ruby, (the smart one) Charlotte (the athletic one) and Sarah (the understanding one).
One day, out of the corner of Emma’s shinning blue eyes she spotted something blowing across the deserted street. It danced around her black sneakers. She picked up the paper object and examined it. “It’s a fifty dollar note” she whispered to herself with a grin like the cresented moon. She was so happy you would think she had just won lotto.
Emma has a little brother, a little sister and her dad down in Wanganui and she goes and visits them whenever she can. That $50 Emma found on the street wasn’t for her it was for her little brother and she also got a little something for her little sister and she didn’t forget her awesome dad. So that shows how kind-hearted Exciting Emma really is.
This non –fiction story was written by Emma’s little brother: Daniel.
On a very hot, sunny, musty day 18 year old Exciting Emma strolled out of her house in Hamilton on her merry way to work in the wood works store making shelves, tables and cabinets. Her short curly blond hair shimmering in the blazing sunlight and her dark orange sunglasses shielding her eyes from the blinding light. Her night black sneakers slapping the aged grey pavement with every step she took and her heavenly white t-shirt fluttering in the cool refreshing breeze. Emma loves lego with a passion and absolutely adores the colour orange, in her spare time Emma likes to BMX and mountain bike. Emma is a very kind hearted girl and always thinks of everyone else. She is smart, fit, very truthful and very thoughtful. Emma has quite a few friends like Alice, (the shy one) Ruby, (the smart one) Charlotte (the athletic one) and Sarah (the understanding one).
One day, out of the corner of Emma’s shinning blue eyes she spotted something blowing across the deserted street. It danced around her black sneakers. She picked up the paper object and examined it. “It’s a fifty dollar note” she whispered to herself with a grin like the cresented moon. She was so happy you would think she had just won lotto.
Emma has a little brother, a little sister and her dad down in Wanganui and she goes and visits them whenever she can. That $50 Emma found on the street wasn’t for her it was for her little brother and she also got a little something for her little sister and she didn’t forget her awesome dad. So that shows how kind-hearted Exciting Emma really is.
This non –fiction story was written by Emma’s little brother: Daniel.
Amelia's Completed Character Description.(Published in this week's school newsletter!)
Amazing Annabel
Lying in the middle of a swimming pool lay, surrounded by friends, Amazing Annabel. She was a sloth the way she just lazed there on her floating sunbather twisting her short, golden brown hair around her fingers complete with long white finger nails. Her hazel brown eyes darting all around the heated pool making sure her things were still in her locker and there they were. The dainty little blue and white checkered top she wore that day was hanging out along with her plain black skirt and red and white trainers.
‘Annabel get of that phone now it is ridiculous how much girls gossip nowadays you talk so loudly you are like a peacock calling that there is trouble!’ She begs her mum for a cellphone because all her friends have one but the answer is always NO ANNABEL!! Annabel (Anna for short) has a cheeky personality. She leaves her togs at the pool on purpose she does this because she knows that if she doesn’t do this her mum won’t let her go to the pool the pool, to Annabel, is like a home to you or me.
Once when Anna was eight she was walking to the pool with her family. The wind was teasing her hair and upsetting her clothes. She walked in and wasn’t looking where she was going and walked straight into the pool. Her family laughed and laughed so she stormed off like a bear and hid in the changing rooms. Soon after she saw her dad hmmm she thought to herself her dad had been the one who laughed the hardest so she ran out and SPLASH she pushed him into the pool.
Amazing Annabel, as I said before, has a really cheeky personality and likes getting revenge. That is the story of Amazing Annabel I hope you liked it!!
By Amelia Bryant
Lying in the middle of a swimming pool lay, surrounded by friends, Amazing Annabel. She was a sloth the way she just lazed there on her floating sunbather twisting her short, golden brown hair around her fingers complete with long white finger nails. Her hazel brown eyes darting all around the heated pool making sure her things were still in her locker and there they were. The dainty little blue and white checkered top she wore that day was hanging out along with her plain black skirt and red and white trainers.
‘Annabel get of that phone now it is ridiculous how much girls gossip nowadays you talk so loudly you are like a peacock calling that there is trouble!’ She begs her mum for a cellphone because all her friends have one but the answer is always NO ANNABEL!! Annabel (Anna for short) has a cheeky personality. She leaves her togs at the pool on purpose she does this because she knows that if she doesn’t do this her mum won’t let her go to the pool the pool, to Annabel, is like a home to you or me.
Once when Anna was eight she was walking to the pool with her family. The wind was teasing her hair and upsetting her clothes. She walked in and wasn’t looking where she was going and walked straight into the pool. Her family laughed and laughed so she stormed off like a bear and hid in the changing rooms. Soon after she saw her dad hmmm she thought to herself her dad had been the one who laughed the hardest so she ran out and SPLASH she pushed him into the pool.
Amazing Annabel, as I said before, has a really cheeky personality and likes getting revenge. That is the story of Amazing Annabel I hope you liked it!!
By Amelia Bryant
Student of the Week
Xavier was awarded Student of the Week for having an excellent attitude towards his work in the classroom-especially his maths and writing. Great work Xavier!!
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Story Bee
If you love listening to stories read aloud, you'll love http://www.storybee.org/index.html
Friday, 1 April 2011
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Fordell School Duathlon
Our Class Duathlon Winners Podium: 1st Jonny, 2nd Cheyann and 3rd Daniel. Although we were all very proud to complete the gruelling yet really fun course! 
Tuesday, 29 March 2011
Wednesday, 23 March 2011
Cheyann and Amelia working hard during maths this morning.
We enjoyed learning about BEDMAS so much that we asked Miss Welch if we could stay in to keep working during morning tea!
Room 1 Self Portraits
Our Class Portraits. We looked Pablo Picasso's portraits where he made faces appear to be painted in both profile and face on views. After drawing our own profiles we looked making lines stand out and adding features to enhance and personalise our artwork.
Tuesday, 22 March 2011
Alanah's Opening Paragraph (Character Description)
Sweetie Sarah
On a warm Sunday night tensely a baby was born on the 21st of March 1999. She smelled like calming perfume. Two years later sweetie Sarah was two years old. She has greenish blue eyes, blonde hair and reddish pink cheeks. She was cute. Sweetie Sarah wore a fantastic top. On the fantastic top were some butterflies and bees she even wore a skirt with butterflies, bees and flowers. When it was bed time her mum had sleeping capsules. Sweetie Sarah’s home is wonderful. Her garden has veggies, flowers and trees. Sweetie Sarah’s room is fantastic. When they had to move out instead of buying one, they sold their house then used the money to get the things to build a new house. Sweetie Sarah’s room had no colour but just brown wood. Lucky there were heaps of coloured paints. She had asked Mum if she could paint her room. She had painted the sky, flowers, grass, butterflies, bees and her Mum and herself. She did it fantasticly. Sweetie Sarah did it all by herself. She did a fantastic job. She’s not like any other ordinary two year old. Sweetie Sarah has a plump brother who eats heaps of junk like meat patties. Her Mum is called Georgina. Georgina is beautiful like a princess. She has heaps of boyfriends like Bradley.
By Alanah
On a warm Sunday night tensely a baby was born on the 21st of March 1999. She smelled like calming perfume. Two years later sweetie Sarah was two years old. She has greenish blue eyes, blonde hair and reddish pink cheeks. She was cute. Sweetie Sarah wore a fantastic top. On the fantastic top were some butterflies and bees she even wore a skirt with butterflies, bees and flowers. When it was bed time her mum had sleeping capsules. Sweetie Sarah’s home is wonderful. Her garden has veggies, flowers and trees. Sweetie Sarah’s room is fantastic. When they had to move out instead of buying one, they sold their house then used the money to get the things to build a new house. Sweetie Sarah’s room had no colour but just brown wood. Lucky there were heaps of coloured paints. She had asked Mum if she could paint her room. She had painted the sky, flowers, grass, butterflies, bees and her Mum and herself. She did it fantasticly. Sweetie Sarah did it all by herself. She did a fantastic job. She’s not like any other ordinary two year old. Sweetie Sarah has a plump brother who eats heaps of junk like meat patties. Her Mum is called Georgina. Georgina is beautiful like a princess. She has heaps of boyfriends like Bradley.
By Alanah
Cheyann's Character Description
Fat Fred
Drooling over American hot dogs slouched Fat Fred. Fat Fred is a dreadfully plump guy. He loves to eat hot dogs with onions, mustard and tomato sauce. He loves all kinds of ice cream and is crazy about chocolate. Fat Fred has astronomical ears, no hair, lots of scars and has a black monobrow. He also has a very hairy tummy and Fat Fred is quite rancid he smells like rotten eggs. His clothes are rugged. His sleeves are torn up; one is long the other is short. He wears black gumboots and his pants have holes in them as he keeps falling down the stairs they got torn on the knees. His tummy is so fat he can’t button his pants up so he uses bailing twine to hold them up.
Fat Fred doesn’t have any friends because he has a horrible personality he is a very cruel man. Fat Fred doesn’t have a job because he is lazy, uncoordinated and doesn’t listen to anyone. Once when Fat Fred was walking down Kiwi Street he stole a little girls chocolate ice cream and ate it then pushed the little girl. She grazed her knee and it was bleeding isn’t that mean, but she told her mum. Then all of a sudden Fat Fred was tasered to the ground by the little girl’s mother. I think Fat Fred got what he deserved. Now, Fat Fred is a lousy guy because he doesn’t have any family they all died in a huge fire so Fat Fred lives alone down the main ally way. He is a lonely guy who only lives with stray cats and lots of mini mice and he doesn’t like them at all. Fat Fred doesn’t do much he normally steals ice creams off people, sneaks hot dogs from the stand and at night he robs the chocolate factory. Sometimes Fat Fred gets so hungry he feels like eating a herd of cattle. Fat Fred doesn’t eat decent food he fills his tummy up on yuck food out of the garbage or steals junk food of people or out of shops because he doesn’t have any money to buy things like burgers or steaks not even vegetables. A lot of people feel sorry for Fat Fred but they are too scared to give him things or money because of what he has done to them in the past.
This charter description is not true but I hope you enjoyed my fictional charter description about Fat Fred.
By Cheyann McDougall.
Drooling over American hot dogs slouched Fat Fred. Fat Fred is a dreadfully plump guy. He loves to eat hot dogs with onions, mustard and tomato sauce. He loves all kinds of ice cream and is crazy about chocolate. Fat Fred has astronomical ears, no hair, lots of scars and has a black monobrow. He also has a very hairy tummy and Fat Fred is quite rancid he smells like rotten eggs. His clothes are rugged. His sleeves are torn up; one is long the other is short. He wears black gumboots and his pants have holes in them as he keeps falling down the stairs they got torn on the knees. His tummy is so fat he can’t button his pants up so he uses bailing twine to hold them up.
Fat Fred doesn’t have any friends because he has a horrible personality he is a very cruel man. Fat Fred doesn’t have a job because he is lazy, uncoordinated and doesn’t listen to anyone. Once when Fat Fred was walking down Kiwi Street he stole a little girls chocolate ice cream and ate it then pushed the little girl. She grazed her knee and it was bleeding isn’t that mean, but she told her mum. Then all of a sudden Fat Fred was tasered to the ground by the little girl’s mother. I think Fat Fred got what he deserved. Now, Fat Fred is a lousy guy because he doesn’t have any family they all died in a huge fire so Fat Fred lives alone down the main ally way. He is a lonely guy who only lives with stray cats and lots of mini mice and he doesn’t like them at all. Fat Fred doesn’t do much he normally steals ice creams off people, sneaks hot dogs from the stand and at night he robs the chocolate factory. Sometimes Fat Fred gets so hungry he feels like eating a herd of cattle. Fat Fred doesn’t eat decent food he fills his tummy up on yuck food out of the garbage or steals junk food of people or out of shops because he doesn’t have any money to buy things like burgers or steaks not even vegetables. A lot of people feel sorry for Fat Fred but they are too scared to give him things or money because of what he has done to them in the past.
This charter description is not true but I hope you enjoyed my fictional charter description about Fat Fred.
By Cheyann McDougall.
Amelia's Character Description - Opening Paragraph
Amazing Annabel
Lying in the middle of a swimming pool lay, surrounded by friends, lay Amazing Annabel. She just lay there on her floating sunbather twisting her short, golden brown hair around her fingers complete with long white finger nails. Her hazel brown eyes darting all around the heated pool making sure her things were still in her locker and there they were. Her dainty little blue and white checkered top was hanging out along with her plain black skirt and red high heels. She always had her little gang of girls Katy, Isabella and Chloe.
By Amelia Bryant
Lying in the middle of a swimming pool lay, surrounded by friends, lay Amazing Annabel. She just lay there on her floating sunbather twisting her short, golden brown hair around her fingers complete with long white finger nails. Her hazel brown eyes darting all around the heated pool making sure her things were still in her locker and there they were. Her dainty little blue and white checkered top was hanging out along with her plain black skirt and red high heels. She always had her little gang of girls Katy, Isabella and Chloe.
By Amelia Bryant
Xavier's Character Description- Opening Paragraph.
Kiwi Camoflage
One bushy morning out popped Mr Camo aka Kiwi Camouflage. He likes to act like a kiwi, he lives in the great forest where there is over 1 million kiwi and about 10 moa. The great forest is where Mr Camo lives, he lives in a tree that is pretty much filled with dirt, that is why we call him kiwi and he puts fake fathers on to make him look like a kiwi. He can run rapidly fast throughout the forest and he can jump higher than a kangaroo. He is as tall as an elephant. He is the tallest kiwi in the forest.
By Xavier
One bushy morning out popped Mr Camo aka Kiwi Camouflage. He likes to act like a kiwi, he lives in the great forest where there is over 1 million kiwi and about 10 moa. The great forest is where Mr Camo lives, he lives in a tree that is pretty much filled with dirt, that is why we call him kiwi and he puts fake fathers on to make him look like a kiwi. He can run rapidly fast throughout the forest and he can jump higher than a kangaroo. He is as tall as an elephant. He is the tallest kiwi in the forest.
By Xavier
Leuka's Opening Paragraph (Character Description)
Mummy Wummy
On a stinky but deathly freezing night Mummy Mummy awoke from the dead. Mummy Mummy has a big face which is yellow and looks like cheese. She has a skirt with bolognaise stains, blonde hair that falls to the ground and has glasses that look really odd. Her dark blue eyes are reflections of the night sky with her bloody bare feet and a pitch black t-shirt that hangs ripped from her skinny shoulders.
By Leuka
On a stinky but deathly freezing night Mummy Mummy awoke from the dead. Mummy Mummy has a big face which is yellow and looks like cheese. She has a skirt with bolognaise stains, blonde hair that falls to the ground and has glasses that look really odd. Her dark blue eyes are reflections of the night sky with her bloody bare feet and a pitch black t-shirt that hangs ripped from her skinny shoulders.
By Leuka
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