The three billy goats gruff

Kia ora.

we are learning how to write from another point of view.

what I already know about BGG:

  • there are three goats.
  •  they have to get across a bridge.
  • there’s a little goat a big goat and a bigger goat.
  • there’s a big troll that guards the bridge.

One day on a big grassy paddock three billy goats were enjoying some fresh delicious grass when they looked to the sky to see a big storm cloud heading right towards them and their grass.The goats started to panic. What if all the grass gets destroyed, what if they get split up. There were so many possibilities.Late at night the goats were preparing for the storm and thinking about all of those possibilities so they worked hard till the morning when the rain started pouring down and then a rumble of thunder came next. As the rain came in the goats ran into the little hut they built before the storm they hid in there. But little did they know there was about to be the fastest gust of wind ever recorded.

 

 

The hut went flying and planks of wood were all over the place. The goats ran into the forest to hide but they weren’t going to split up; they stayed together. The three goats hid in a bush till the storm was over and the winds were calm. The next morning the goats rushed outside to see what damage the storm had caused but when they got out of the forest they were shocked to see the whole paddock flooded. They had to find a way around the water to cross the bridge where the grass was greener and more lush. The goats found a passage to the bridge but it was only big enough for the little billy goat so he trotted his way to the bridge and the big and biggest billy goats stayed behind to break through the bush so they would fit.

 

 

As the little billy goat was crossing the bridge up popped a troll ugly and hairy with beady little eyes little goat knew that the troll wanted to eat him but little billy goat said to him “stop don’t eat me my brothers will be here soon and they’re much bigger than me there’s more to eat. So the little billy goat trotted his way to the lush greener grass.back on the other side big and biggest goats were finished breaking through the bush and were now ready to cross the bridge and be fed again as the walked up to the bridge big goat said what’s that rotten smell they looked under the bridge and saw the ugly troll he jumped up ready to feast but as he was about to eat big and biggest goat he heard more trotting but from the other side the sound was behind him. The troll turned around and saw the little billy goat charging at him and then…. BAM. The little billy goat flung the troll into the flood water never to be seen again. Days turned into months and months turned into years and the goats were happily eating fresh lush greener grass.

Little Red

We are learning how to write a different ending for stories we know.

Our teacher is reading Little Red Riding Wolf. This is an alternative to Little Red Riding Hood.

What I know about Little Red Riding Hood.

1. Little Red goes to help her grandma cause she’s sick.

2. Little Red lives in the woods in a hut.

3. Little Red takes baking to her grandma.

4. The big bad wolf spies on Little Red.

5. The big bad wolf disguises himself as Grandma.

6. Grandma gets eaten by the big bad wolf.

We also watched Coconet’s version too.

This is my ending to Little red riding wolf.

“I am going to my old granny wolf’s house to thank her for the hat and the cape”.The wolf skipped along the trail to granny’s house and when he got there he was surprised to see granny out of bed and not sick.She was moving completely fine like she was never old or sick.

As the wolf walked inside to talk to granny he couldn’t see granny wolf anywhere and started to worry.The big bad girl took a shortcut to granny wolfs house and when she got there she saw little wolf crying on the porch and so the big bad girl snuck around the back of granny’s house and she climbed through the window and dressed up like granny wolf.Little wolf heard a noise inside and he went inside to see if it was granny wolf he walked upstairs and saw the big bad girl dressed as granny wolf and then the big bad girl jumped up and started bullying the wolf.Little wolf started crying and then granny wolf walked in and was mad so she yelled at the big bad girl and scared her off.Little wolf got u off the ground and thanked granny wolf and gave her a hug.And they lived happily ever after.

Operating in Math

We are learning about the Order of Operation. This helps us know what order to solve problems such as (5+2)²-2×3=?

Have you heard of BEDMAS? – Some other acronyms people use include PEDMAS or BODMAS. Our teacher told us she learned BODMAS when she was at school.

Brackets

Exponents

Division

Multiplication

Addition

Subtraction

If you are interested – P is for Parentheses (another word for brackets) and O is for Of (as in Power Of) The rest are all the same.

We also looked at how it doesn’t matter if multiplication or division is done first (after brackets)

Eg. 4×5÷2

4÷2 is 2×5 is 10

4×5 is 20÷2 is 10

5÷2 is 2.5×4 is 10

The same applies to addition and subtraction too, but this is done last!

Eg. 4+6-3

4-3 is 1+6 is 7

4+6 is 10-3 is 7

6-3 is 3+4 is 7

How would you solve this…

4×4-3×3-16÷4=? Or if that is too easy what about 20-(3×2³ -5)

Sports Camp

We had many highs and some lows, especially when we were tired (from staying up late talking). However, we managed to win many medals. Check out a few of our photos.

My favourite part of camp was…

… staying in cabins was a new experience, but I enjoyed being with my friends. The food was great too. – Trinity and Treyden

… watching and participating in the performances. Coming third in Kiwi Tag. – Samsalvation

… the food the camp cooks organised for us (Thank you muchly). The Mountain Biking was fun too. – Sala

… Basketball where I managed to prevent the last goal. Playing Flag Football, and learning a new sport. – Kairangiahua

… when all the schools were made a competition out of the haka on the last day as we thanked the camp leaders. – Hineahuone

… enjoying the different sports with my teammates. – Tyson

… learning a new game – Gaga Ball and being successful at it. – Maliha and Tashifa

… playing different sports against different schools.  – Noriel

 

Rewriting the End

We are preparing for the end of the year and the teacher read us part of a story.

First, we discussed the 3 Little Pigs story and what we knew about the original story.

  • the 3 little pigs who were told to leave, and they are siblings
  • there is a big bad wolf who destroys property
  • houses were made of wood or sticks, straw or thatched, and brick
  • the pigs prosper
  • the wolf perishes

Do you know the TRUE Story of The 3 Little Pigs? Well, we listened to part of the story from A. Wolf’s point of view and then we had to complete the story.

Here are a couple of endings the students wrote:

He must be the brains of the family, he built his house out of bricks. 

So as I should, I knocked on his door, but there was no answer, so I called “Mr. pig? Mr. pig? Are you in, Are you in?” and still no answer. Then suddenly, I felt a tickle in my nose, it caused me to huff, snuff and SNEEZEEEEEeeee.. Luckily for the pig, his house doesn’t budge. I knocked again and again and again and again and again.. No matter what I did, the pig did not respond so I had no other option but to try to break in. I looked for the nearest thick object that would be able to break the door apart, so I went on my nose and started sniffing.

Anything? Nope. I was shamelessly standing there until something ran upon me! “Use yoursellfff” said the voice in my head. So that’s what I did. I stupidly charged directly at the door, which created, not a hole, but a dent. Seriously!? Is there anything I can do? Suddenly there was a response; “WHAT DO YOU WANT, BIG BAD WOLF?” the pig annoyingly calls, the response wasn’t so friendly, why did he assume I was bad? And why did he shout? Out of curiosity, I replied back with “Why do you call me big bad wolf? Don’t you know my real name?”   “Your name isn’t The Big Bad wolf?” said the muddled pig. “NO! In fact it’s Alexander T Wolf. May I come in? I need sugar for my Grandma’s Birthday cake!.” “Fine, get inside.” Mr. Pig ultimately said. 

Finally that pig swung open the door, I sensed something strange but still, stepped inside, AND… it was empty. Unhinged, I looked around and called for Mr. Pig “Uh, Mr. pig? Mr.Pig? You’re really good at hiding.” Eventually giving up, I attempted to look for sugar.. nothing.. and then something went flying in the corner of my eye, so I looked, when suddenly- BANNGGGG… A pan went across my nuzzle at a fast pace, missing my head completely. The incident made me shout – “YOWWCHHHHHHHH” – when the pain settled, I looked ahead of me, and there was not one, not two, NOT THREE.. Not even four.. Five large bags of sugar sat in front of me, almost like it was there to tease me. So when I made my move to help myself with a bag of sugar,- BANNNNNNNNGGG… the same pan hit me, this time it popped perfectly on my head. I felt disabled, almost dead, but still, I forced myself to motivate myself and speed crawl out of the house, so I did. 

Once I’ve successfully got out, he menacingly stood upon me. “I don’t care about your grandma’s stupid cake and her birthday!” He said sadly. “Excuse me? That isn’t really nice..I-” Unexpectedly, I sneezed! Without a huff or a snuff, it just came out! I felt so much better after that mountainous sneeze. I looked back up to finish the conversation with the pig, but he disappeared! So I got off the floor, dusted myself and looked around. Sadly, I found the pig on the floor. Dead. So…. So I ate him.. and took the five bags of sugar out of his house. That part is too much to talk about, it was a lot of work I’d admit, but for now, I have a lifetime of sugar! I could make unlimited cakes! – Treyden

 

I walked up the hill farther than the others. I thought to myself that this pig must be smarter than the ones I had eaten. I knocked on the brick house, but no one answered. I called out, “Mr. Pig, Mr. Pig, are you in?” Suddenly, I heard the pig’s voice from inside.

 “Go away, you little rascal! Get back to where you came from!” I sighed, thinking he probably had a who

le bowl of sugar but wouldn’t share even a tiny bit for my grandma’s birthday cake. Just as I was about to head home and make something else instead of a cake, I felt a chill in the air. Determined, I huffed and puffed again, but the pig’s strong brick house didn’t move, unlike his brothers’ houses of straw and sticks. I started to feel a little defeated when an idea came to me. Instead of trying to blow the house down, maybe I could ask nicely. So, I took a deep breath and knocked again, this time gently. “Mr. Pig, please! I just need a little sugar for my grandma’s cake. It’s her birthday!” I waited, hoping he might be in a better mood this time.

– Kairangiahua

We would love to hear if you have read this story or how you have changed the end of a story

 

 

Photographs and their Influence

This week in reading, we had to recreate an image from the story. In our story, the main character was getting a tattoo as a new chief. We had to create the tattoo he was to get. In the story it was going on his thigh we made one for his shoulder.

 

In our story, the Chief was telling the story of the octopus and how it was taking over the water around the islands.

We had to create a tattoo for the Chief’s arm

Chemical Engineering

Yesterday we made ice cream as part of an experiment about chemical reactions.

First, we used salt and ice to see if we could attach a short piece of string. We all thought the ice melted faster, but we realised the fingers were close to the ice and the heat was melting it too.  What we learned was that salt helps it to stay colder for longer.

Have you ever tried making ice cream, use our recipe and let us know how you go.