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Friday, 17 May 2013
ANZAC Day
WALT:explain why ANZAC Day is a significant commemoration in New Zealand.
So What:
We did an ANZAC booklet and ANZAC reading activitys on the war. We had to pretend to be a soldier and this is my letter to a loved one.ENJOY!!!
Dear my beloved family I am safe here in Gallipoli.I have spent many days digging out trenches for my buddies and me to sleep in.It is very cold here my toes have nearly frozen off.I have been bathing with a few other menin the sea.Today one man got shot and killed while he was bathing.The water is very cold and I am felling very sick I think I have got a cold .But I am still safe.I am missing you lots.
Now What:
I need to think more about the war and do my own research at my house about WW1.
So What:
We did an ANZAC booklet and ANZAC reading activitys on the war. We had to pretend to be a soldier and this is my letter to a loved one.ENJOY!!!
Dear my beloved family I am safe here in Gallipoli.I have spent many days digging out trenches for my buddies and me to sleep in.It is very cold here my toes have nearly frozen off.I have been bathing with a few other menin the sea.Today one man got shot and killed while he was bathing.The water is very cold and I am felling very sick I think I have got a cold .But I am still safe.I am missing you lots.
Now What:
I need to think more about the war and do my own research at my house about WW1.
Thursday, 18 April 2013
Sea Writing
This is my sea writing called The Sunny Beach enjoy!
The nice calm,shiny water shimers in the sun. The soft and sparkly sand and the rocks big,grey and slipprey in my sight. I hear the waves slightly and softly sitting on the sand. And the segulls squaking at the sea. The smell of salt and decaying seaweed is rancid. The cold mist from the ocean blows on my face and the sand sticking to my skin after my swim feels soft and wet.
Thank You for reading
The nice calm,shiny water shimers in the sun. The soft and sparkly sand and the rocks big,grey and slipprey in my sight. I hear the waves slightly and softly sitting on the sand. And the segulls squaking at the sea. The smell of salt and decaying seaweed is rancid. The cold mist from the ocean blows on my face and the sand sticking to my skin after my swim feels soft and wet.
Thank You for reading
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