the learning pit

we were learning about the learning pit. the learning pit is a thing you go through when you are leaning a new thing. 

sculptures

This term we have been making sculptures. out of stuff we find from home. The first thing I used was a clock which was from the the teachers pile of items. Then I put googly eyes on with hot glue. I found a box from home and spray panted it yellow.  the arms were made out of corks which my Dad helped me drill a hole in them. then I thread some wire trough the holes of the corks. We did this for visual art and our science topic about change.

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slam poetry

we have been writing slam poems they are poems that are about something that we feel emotionally strong about.

Depression

Another victim to depression with no way to express their true emotions

then starts a commotion

all for what so u can feel strong cool and invincible.

But really in the inside you're feeling defenseless

you've been bullied as well

does that give you an excuse to be a bully.

No dont get me wrong

i've bullied in the past

i've asked for forgiveness but it left me guilt.

When im older im remember this  the reason I bully

because I was a victim.

But that's no excuse just cause he said something that felt like abuse.

All these words that were said  like a ticking bomb inside your brain

is this all it for hurt feelings this is insane.

when im older I feel like I will just fade away.

But will  my friends be right beside when I die.

I know I may lie i'm sorry please forgive me I’m sorry.

shantytown Anzac memorial

Anzac card

today we made Anzac day for the shantytown

Anzac postcard

Aunty Mavis address rock and roll ave phone number 123454669  from corbin       


Dear anty mavis I am currently in the hospital ship fearing for my life I have been hit by a piece of shrapnel in my lower left leg while trying to help a man who has now fallen. Im currently being treated by a nurse its silent until hearing  a loud BANG ever body flinches and praying it's not aimed at us. While i'm getting treated im started thinking what if this was the end if I don't make it tell uncle I love him. Other than that the ship is unique because of its red crosses on the side. The ship is ginormous people in hospital beds people have no arms no legs I close my eyes in utter disbelief  I glance over I see my good friend who I grew up with he had no arm I blacked out of fear. When I woke he was the one bringing in the patients relve at what had happened but he told me got a mortar at his trench he was in two rows back from no man's land. My life didn't feel like it had a purpose until nurse told me you can go home or go back out... My heart was telling me to go back and see you and uncle but brain said that I must fight for my country… my decision was to go back home thank you god for watching over me and thank you for sending me anzac biscuits thank you again I will see you soon love you Aunty Mavis.         

metaphor poem

Corbin is a peanut butter sandwich get stuck on the inside of your mouth, it's annoying but is still good

Corbin  is a hoodie keeping people warm and looking

Corbin is a five dollar note because he's a helping hand

corbin is a hummer, strong on the outside but soft in the inside.  

corbin is a pine tree able be lots of things