Showing posts with label Akesa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Akesa. Show all posts

Friday, August 1, 2014

In the Holidays


In the holidays me, my mum and my mums sister went to pick up Chanel from her house. She packed some of her clothes and put them in the van. She said 'good-bye' to her mum and dad, she hugged her mum and dad. We were driving and we felt hungry so we went to McDonalds. We got a Big Mac and we went to the airport. Chanel met my nana and my nana was happy.

By Akesa

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Gymnastics

On Tuesday morning we went to do gymnastics in the hall. We did shapes with our feet. My favourite station was the hoola hoops. I had heaps of fun with my friends. We played stuck in the mud. We rolled on the chair and we crawled on the ground. We did handstands. Our class loved gymnastics. We rolled like a sausage and we put our shoes on and skirt on too.

By Akesa

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

A Cow Lost in the Paddock


I have tried to show texture by painting a cow and mixing brown and gold paint.
What I liked best was making the cow rough and I mixed the red and white.
The most interesting part of my painting is dabbing the sky with blue and white.
What I found tricky was outlining the cow and the spots.
Next time I paint I would like to paint a girl.
By Akesa

Friday, March 14, 2014

Why I Like Milk


I like milk because it tastes fresh. Milk comes from the cows and the milk is good and it makes my bones strong. At home I drink lots of milk. When I drink the milk it goes down my throat. It is good for my throat.

By Akesa

Friday, March 7, 2014

Friday, February 28, 2014

Why I like Music

I like Music because I like the wood and the ukulele and with Mrs Carter we play clapping games. I like Music because I can sing. Mrs Carter said me and Helena can do the clapping.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

I Like Being Me


I like being me because I have a lovely teacher.
I like being me because I have a lovely Mum.
I like being me because I can sing.
I like being me because I have a lovely baby.

By Akesa

Monday, February 10, 2014

I like Being me

I like being me because I can swim. I like being me because I can go on the monkey bars. I like being me because I have sparkly eyes. I like being me because I can cut things.