Anzac Dawn Parade

ANZAC Day

How did you spend ANZAC Day? We had some very interesting discussions about the Dawn Parade.

 I was so impressed to see so many students down there at 5am. Quite a few students walked past and said hi, looking very tired ! What a very moving ceremony. What did you see? What did you hear? We have written some great haiku poems about our ANZAC's - watch this space!

Cooper:

ANZAC Limerick

There was sad soldier

Who had injured his shoulder

He fought at night

And hid at daylight

Then he got stuck under a boulder.

He had finished Safely

As he left Gallipoli

He had a bullet in his arm

Which is how he was harmed

But afterwards he was happy

He got back and returned to his family

After the dreadful war in Gallipoli

His arm was better

His clothes are wetter

And he survived amazingly!

Arabella
In writing we have been learning about limericks. This is my extended limerick about a sloth.

Sloth:

There once was a very old sloth,

Who only ate chicken broth

One day he discovered a crunch,

In his should be very smooth lunch

And got himself up in a wroth.

He screamed and he kicked, 

He swore he’d been tricked,

So decided to try some bamboo, 

But thought that it tasted like poo,

And that all the yumminess had been nicked.

He decided he would,

Though not sure if he should,

Look for a food he would like,

And decided to try a pike -

let, but decided that it was not good

But nobody else understood

They all thought pike-lets were yum,

But the sloth thought they tasted like bums

So he asked some one else to be nice,

And they kindly gave hime some rice,

And the sloth didn’t leave not one crumb

He loved them so much,

He shuddered at the touch,

Of anyone else and his rice

But then he saw a brownie slice,

And he thought he’d love it so much

He snatched it right under Panda’s eyes

And Panda, he cried.

Panda got mad,

Then Panda packed a sad,

And Sloth got quite surprised .

He gave the slice back, 

And panda gave him a snack,

Of some scrumptious soya sauce.

Sloth felt boss,

and made a big stack,

Much to Pandas surprise

Of his pile of now better rice

You see, he dipped them in the sauce,

Because it didn’t taste like moss,

And thought that it was like a prize.