This week we commenced the art component of our unit on Multiple Intelligence. Before the children were able to handle the clay they had to think about and design (a) a pot and (b) a sculpture that might represent one of their strengths (intelligences).
The aim of the unit:
To learn about the texture of clay as it is being crafted
To join pieces of clay correctly so that when dry, they remain attached
To produce a coil and pinch pot
To creatively sculpt an object depicting a personally selected intelligence
To evaluate their own work and the work of others
We thought that an early glimpse at a work in progress may demonstrate to you the focus that each child had during the first phase of the unit. In this slideshow the children are producing their coil pot. Mucky hands were just another enjoyable part of this tactile experience.
We will post the sculptures at a later date.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Recounting St Albans Cross Country
The children have been learning how to plan a recount so that events are sequenced and ideas are grouped for audience impact. While it is difficult to share all of their wonderful work on the blog, we will post two recounts this week and another two next.
The Amazing Day
It was the day of the cross-country. I was feeling excited. Mr Williams told us to line up and he showed us where to go. We did warm ups. When we were ready, Mr Williams blew the horn. I was running in 10th place, and running in 11th, Robert was right behind me. I was trying very hard to win. I was trying to get in front of other children. It was very hard. Bukhosi came first. It was his third win in a row. I saw him zooming past me like a rocket. While we were running, we first went out of English Park and through a gate, past the spider web, past the classrooms and out a different gate back into English Park. We had to watch out for trees on the way. We went around the square of the field in English Park, but we had to do two laps. We did some things again , but on the final lap we cut a corner to get to the finish line. At the finish we got a drink bottle. It said ‘ASB’ on it.
Written by Daniel
The Day Finally Came
Guess what I did on Thursday? It was our cross-country. A week before the cross-country we were in training. We were doing laps around the field. We did about six a day until it was time for the proper cross-country.
On the day, first we sat on the grass until we could move onto the chairs in the stadium at English Park. I was wearing my house colours. Mine was yellow. It was my turn to run. Mr Williams warmed us up. Then he blew a horn and I ran as fast as a rocket. I pounded over the hill and past a lot of people. When I got to the end of the race, I got a drink bottle. I found out that I had come in 15th place. Bukhosi won. After that I sat back down on the seat.
Next it was the girl’s turn. Piper came 6th and Lydia came 5th. Beth came first in the Year 3 girl’s race. We all ran a long way.
Written by Jack
The Amazing Day
It was the day of the cross-country. I was feeling excited. Mr Williams told us to line up and he showed us where to go. We did warm ups. When we were ready, Mr Williams blew the horn. I was running in 10th place, and running in 11th, Robert was right behind me. I was trying very hard to win. I was trying to get in front of other children. It was very hard. Bukhosi came first. It was his third win in a row. I saw him zooming past me like a rocket. While we were running, we first went out of English Park and through a gate, past the spider web, past the classrooms and out a different gate back into English Park. We had to watch out for trees on the way. We went around the square of the field in English Park, but we had to do two laps. We did some things again , but on the final lap we cut a corner to get to the finish line. At the finish we got a drink bottle. It said ‘ASB’ on it.
Written by Daniel
The Day Finally Came
Guess what I did on Thursday? It was our cross-country. A week before the cross-country we were in training. We were doing laps around the field. We did about six a day until it was time for the proper cross-country.
On the day, first we sat on the grass until we could move onto the chairs in the stadium at English Park. I was wearing my house colours. Mine was yellow. It was my turn to run. Mr Williams warmed us up. Then he blew a horn and I ran as fast as a rocket. I pounded over the hill and past a lot of people. When I got to the end of the race, I got a drink bottle. I found out that I had come in 15th place. Bukhosi won. After that I sat back down on the seat.
Next it was the girl’s turn. Piper came 6th and Lydia came 5th. Beth came first in the Year 3 girl’s race. We all ran a long way.
Written by Jack
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Our Cross Country
Our fitness training finally paid off. Every member of Room 18 completed the Middle School Cross Country. Bukhosi went on to win for the third time in succession. His determination was evident from the beginning of the week. We include a few photographs of the event.
1) The team wait as the junior classes complete the course
2)At the finish line
The winners and their very proud moment:
3) Yellow drink bottles each competitor received after completing the race
1) The team wait as the junior classes complete the course
2)At the finish line
The winners and their very proud moment:
3) Yellow drink bottles each competitor received after completing the race
Poetry (Imagery)
The children in Room 18 have continued to develop their understanding of Imagery. They have written poems about the sea using pictures and objects for motivation. The poetry aims at capturing each experience by using the five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, smell). We have posted a number of published works for you to read. We hope you enjoy them.
Picture A Calm Day (Imagery)
The salty sea moves gently across the sand
I hear cheeky dolphins wriggling under the rowing boat
I feel the new paint job as a rub my fingers across the side of the boat
And taste the salty sea as it splashes in my face.
Howling gulls flying over the seven seas
Great white sharks surround the boat
I lower the feeding cage under the ocean
The terrifying sharks amaze me.
Finally I head back to the surface
Lightning smashes and thunder rumbles overhead
It’s time to go home.
Written by Blake (Year 3)
My Day at the Beach
Touch the slippery shiny shells
They look like gold
I taste the salty water as it slips down my throat
Hear the dolphins talking to each other
See the bubbles as the shoal of fish splash their tails
Smell the fish after they are reeled onto the boat
I loved my day at the beach
Written by Piper (Year 3)
My Sea Poem
As I lift the rocks, crabs scatter
Their pincers are clicking.
I feel the waves roll smoothly over the top of me,
And taste the water as it swirls over my tongue.
I touch the slippery green seaweed
See the seaweed swaying
As the wind would blow it,
If it were leaves on a tree.
The water is warm,
But I don’t put my head under the salty sea.
I prefer this view.
Written by Madison (Year 3)
My Sea Poem
I watch groups of seagulls flying together.
As we touch the shells, I see massive waves pounding
We see a shoal of fish as we dive into the sea
As I swim, slimy seaweed floats underneath me.
Climbing out of the water,
A crab pinches my thumb with its claws.
We have our picnic on the shore
I make a sandcastle with my shovel
Later, I see my sandcastle disappear.
Written by Holly (Year 3)
The Sea
The dolphins are talking,
Rain pouring,
Thunder roaring.
I dive and touch the sandy bottom
Then swim into an underwater cave
Sharks and fish swim past
I can’t touch them.
Written by Toby (Year 3)
Picture A Calm Day (Imagery)
The salty sea moves gently across the sand
I hear cheeky dolphins wriggling under the rowing boat
I feel the new paint job as a rub my fingers across the side of the boat
And taste the salty sea as it splashes in my face.
Howling gulls flying over the seven seas
Great white sharks surround the boat
I lower the feeding cage under the ocean
The terrifying sharks amaze me.
Finally I head back to the surface
Lightning smashes and thunder rumbles overhead
It’s time to go home.
Written by Blake (Year 3)
My Day at the Beach
Touch the slippery shiny shells
They look like gold
I taste the salty water as it slips down my throat
Hear the dolphins talking to each other
See the bubbles as the shoal of fish splash their tails
Smell the fish after they are reeled onto the boat
I loved my day at the beach
Written by Piper (Year 3)
My Sea Poem
As I lift the rocks, crabs scatter
Their pincers are clicking.
I feel the waves roll smoothly over the top of me,
And taste the water as it swirls over my tongue.
I touch the slippery green seaweed
See the seaweed swaying
As the wind would blow it,
If it were leaves on a tree.
The water is warm,
But I don’t put my head under the salty sea.
I prefer this view.
Written by Madison (Year 3)
My Sea Poem
I watch groups of seagulls flying together.
As we touch the shells, I see massive waves pounding
We see a shoal of fish as we dive into the sea
As I swim, slimy seaweed floats underneath me.
Climbing out of the water,
A crab pinches my thumb with its claws.
We have our picnic on the shore
I make a sandcastle with my shovel
Later, I see my sandcastle disappear.
Written by Holly (Year 3)
The Sea
The dolphins are talking,
Rain pouring,
Thunder roaring.
I dive and touch the sandy bottom
Then swim into an underwater cave
Sharks and fish swim past
I can’t touch them.
Written by Toby (Year 3)
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