Room 9 have started publishing their winter acrostic poems!
We are Year 4 and 5 learners at Glenbrae School in Auckland, New Zealand and our teacher is Miss Smith.
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Monday, 3 August 2020
Monday, 11 May 2020
Acrostic Poem by Jamal
Jamal created an acrostic poem for his mum.
Mother thank you for everything.
On time for everything.
Thank you mum for all your love.
Happy mothers day.
Even if I am alone, you always come and fix things.
Real life is hard but with you, it is easy.
By Jamal.
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Thursday, 23 April 2020
ANZAC Poetry
Soldiers had to die to protect us. Families and friends worry. Red flowers are called poppies.
This is my poem.
April 25th
War, battling, fighting
Will never forget you
Remembrance
By Irene
Wednesday, 22 April 2020
Cinquain Poems
This week Room 9 students have been learning to write a cinquain poem about ANZAC Day.
Here is a great finished example by Kodi.
Monday, 8 April 2019
Autumn Acrostic poems
It's well into autumn now and students in Room 9 have been creating acrostic poems about the changes that are happening. Below is a wonderful poem written by Jamal.
Amazing acorns and shiny leaves fall from the beautiful trees.Under the trees are old and crispy leaves.
There are small leaves and big leaves hanging on the tall trees.
Under the trees are damp and old leaves.
Marvellous and sparkly leaves are hanging around on the large branches.
Now it is cold and the wind hits me when I go outside so I get snuggled in my bed.
By Jamal.
Monday, 1 April 2019
Autumn Poems
Today in class, students wrote autumn acrostic poems describing the changes they are seeing at the moment outside. Well done to William for creating a descriptive and interesting poem!
Acorns and shiny leaves falling down from the tall trees.
Under the trees, there are crunching golden leaves.
The trees are warmed by the sun, as hundreds of leaves fall.
Under my feet are crispy yellow leaves.
My body is cold in autumn, as the weather begins to change.
Near my feet are brown crispy leaves.
By William.
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