Yester I and my class learned about ANZAC and created a pick-a-path or Kahoot to complete it. what was interesting was all the facts I found about ANZAC 

What was hard, I think that trying to find the facts about ANZAC. It was pretty fun learning about ANZAC because of all the facts.

 

On Tuesday 8th of November Rooms 3,4,5 and kapa haka went to Roma Marae. To learn about our ancestors like honei heke and the history of the Marae And much more.

On the 19th of October, there were some people who came to show all the kids who catch how to do first aid,

We did all of this in Room 4, Just in case someone passed out on the floor we would know what to do, We learned what to do from 2 people called Ron and Jessie.

INTRODUCTION

The Cook Islands is a self-governing island country in the south pacific ocean in free association with NZ. It compromises 15 islands whose total area is 240 square kilometers.

 

LOCATION

The fifteen Cook Islands are in the south pacific ocean to the northeast of NZ and the to the southwest of the united states.

 

CLIMATE

In the Cook Islands, the summers are warm, oppressively wet, and overcast. The winters are comfortable.

 

 

GEOGRAPHY
The Cook islands are situated 3,500 [200m] northeast of NZ and 1,100KM southwest of Tahiti in the south pacific.

 

POPULATION
The cook island population is 17,597.

 

CULTURE

Embraces dance, music, storytelling, and food.

 

 

HISTORY

Originally named the Helvey isles after a British lord the Russians named them the cook Island in honor of the famous captain in 1823.

 

CONCULTION

Cook Islands comprise 15 small Islands,Spead over 2.2million square killometers between american samoa and french polynesia south hawaii.
The cook Islands are a good place for a holliday.

Blurb and Reflection:

What I found out was that there were fifteen Islands all up

and I did not know that the Russians named the Cook Islands in honour of the famous captian in 1823.

It was very hard trying to find the info about the Cook Islands.

Refreshing and cold, love is a sweet summer rain, That washes the world.

The hardest thing about this is tiring to find the syllables.

We have been making narrative stories. The story is about a storm.

I was sleeping when I heard rumbling. It must’ve been thunder from outside my window. Zap!! Lighting hit my room. I ran downstairs and mum and dad were trying to yell for help but no one came. Mum said to get under the table and we waited for help to come. Mum’s phone vibrated in her pocket. She looked at the phone in horror and said, “A flood we need to get out of here. So we all ran to the car as the lighting sounded like the firing of a tank.

The water was coming like a jet. The water was rising. It picked my car off the road and then I passed out in the car. My car was flipping as if we were rolling down a hill. I woke up on the road and I got up and everything was destroyed. My house and the school and everything and everyone in its path. I was trying to find my mum and dad. I met a boy who lost his mum and dad as well. We helped each other. We finally found our mum and dad. I and the boy became friends and we started to build the town back up again. Four years later

everyone has built the town into a beautiful place again and made it how I remembered it. The school rebuilt all the houses, and five was so happy that I could maybe raise a baby here. Two years later I had one child here and I had the best life a man could have. Well, that’s my life story.

When I first started the story I was very frustrated because I did not know what to do with my work.