Yesterday in literacy we wrote a poem about our new school. We had to include what we felt, smell, see, hear and touch. Our school is called Te mānu Tukutuku. I put a simile in my poem to make it more interesting.
Bye old school hello new school!
As I walk into our brand new school I feel scared.
At our new school I could see the senior fort, now I see the new playground’s that our nothing like our old school.
At our new school I could feel the rough walls, now I can feel the soft smooth wall.
At our old school it smelt like sweat and grossness, now it smells refreshing.
At our old school I could hear the neighbour’s dog barking like a maniac, now I can hear children scream with joy.
I feel proud to be here because when I am older I can say that I was one of the first people to leave this school.
By Paige
