ANZAC poem
soldiers hot, sweaty blood, shouting, firstly, hunger dying, stinky frightened
interschool swimming
Yesterday it was interschool swimming and I went in Dad"s car. By Dad I mean Mister Morley. We had to sit on some concrete stairs. All five schools had to fit in it was a [...]
Manawa1’s picasso cubism paintings
Hello all family and friends. Our class Manawa1 have been doing some picasso cubism self portraits .If you do not know what cubism is I will tell you. It is making one face sideways [...]
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