Limericks

WALT: To write a limerick with the correct rhyming and rhythm pattern.

There once was a man from China

Who wasn't a very good climber.
He was very calm
Till he broke his arm
Luckily his arm will be fina.

Onomatopoeia Poem

WALT: Write poetry using onomatopoeia
So What: We learnt about onomatopoeia and how to use it properly.
Now What: Now I would like to write a better poem by using metaphors and similes.

Athletics Assessment

 

So What: After the school athletics, we had to do an assessment on the athletics. This is mine.

Now What: To add some more detail and description.

Thorntons Soccer movie

WALT: Identify the forces needed to play a particular sport.
So What: I was learning about soccer and intertia, momentum and gravity.
Now What: Now I want to learn about how motion and other forces affect soccer

Athletics Poem

WALT: Use Poetic Verse To Recount A Memory

My Athletic Poem

The athletic sports were usual enough; they had sprints, discus, shot put, long jump and even the tiring long distance which I came 3rd in.
My friends, opponents and I did what boys do-skulled water, sweated a lot, fired the discus, jumped the high jump, threw ourselves in long jump, shot the shot put and ran. 

Having A LOT  of fun.

Its all up to me

It’s All Up To Me

“Ouch,” I snarled at Ryan as he purposely stood on my foot with metal sprigs. We were just about to fight our hardest game yet against the Rangers Vipers. Finally we got told our positions. I was in the best position ever, GOALIE!

After what seemed like 2 hours it was finally time to start the game. Suddenly the Vipers were off and already had a clear shot at goal. I suddenly dived dramatically and stop the ball from going in and booted it away.

Goal after goal after goal. Finally it was the last couple of minutes. The score was 5 all and the Vipers had the ball.
I shouted out “NO”, but it was too late. Kris had slide tackled someone and it was an automatic penalty right outside the goal box. I was sure this was their best kicker.
It was all up to me. He took a few steps back, wound his leg up and suddenly the ball went flying through the air like an eagle soaring through the wind. I tried to stop the ball and I certainly slowed the ball down but was it good enough?? The ball was on the line.
“NO GOAL,” the ref shouted extremely loudly.
It was then I thought to myself, ‘I am such a great goalie!’
By Thornton

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