Caule



Yeah! I can smell donnuts prevading in the air. They smell delicious. I begged dad to give me some money to buy one surgegy donnut. I couldn't, wait to chew through the donnut. It was round,warm and sweet.

MARKET DAY

Twang! virbrated the electric guitar string. The musician song an old time rock and roll song; Rock around the Clock gonna rock ganna rock around the clock tonight ! He tapped his foot as grined from ear to ear and winked at the old ladies. His music rang all over the market place. It created a happy atmostphere especially when he repeated the tune on his mouth organ It was music to my ears.



= = TOKU PEPHEA Ko Taupiri me Hikurangi oku Maunga Ko Waikato me Waiapu toku Awa Ko Tainui Horoutu toku Waka Ko Tainui, Ngati Porou me Ngati Maniapoto oku Iwi Ko Ngati Karewa me Hinerupe oku Hapu Ko Oraero me Te Kauae Oparure oku Marae Ko Marc toku Papa Ko Carolyn toku Mama Ko Te Raki o Pukekohe toku Kura E waru oku tau Ko Dylan MacPherson toku Hoa Ko Caule Rayne Withers ahau

Matariki Week - Term 2 - Week 9

I loved the spinning top the most in Martariki week because it is like bey-blade. I also liked eating with Room Nine. We had shared lunch on the last day of Term Two. It was awesome, because we had lots of yummy food to choose from. And making boil up with some kids in our class, was cool as well. We hadn't done that before.





Crack fractured the toffee as I chomped into bright red sticky toffee apple. It shattered into little glass like pieces into my hands. I liked the sweetness from my fingers. I became sticky around my chin. As I ate the delicious toffee apples. I told mum I like coming to the market because the sticky toffee apples are awesome to eat. Id love some toffee apples but my false teeth might fall out.

huiku poem The chips are cooked in oil They are beautiful Nice and crispy and golden

huiku poem Hey madam you want neckless Special price for you It is nice and beuatiful Huiku poem Sizzle went the bubbleing oil The donnuts browned They smelt delicious huiku poem Twang the guitar rang out loud The busker winked And entertainded shopers



Bang! the roman candle blew up in my hands. It sparked and burnt my hands. The smoke slowly puffed up into the air. It smelt like gun powder.

Whiz! the Galaxy candle fizzed furiously along the grass. My sisters where jumping around and sreaming. I was laughing hard out.