Ijaz' Writing - Winner in Room 4 Week 8

Ijaz' writing won in Room 4 and was read at the assembly last week. 

What is that strange light coming
 from behind the whiteboard?

By Ijaz Ah Kuoi

“What’s that noise?” I asked myself so I went to check the classroom. As I was checking the noise, I saw a colourful light flashing behind the whiteboard.

I went to Mrs Wilkins and asked her, “There’s a light flashing behind the whiteboard.” She said, “It’s just the sun reflecting on the whiteboard,” and I knew she might have something to do with this.

At lunchtime I asked Mr O’Neill, “What time does Mrs Wilkins lock her classroom?” He said, “Between morning tea and lunchtime.” It’s lunchtime, so I ran to the classroom and I saw...

Mrs Wilkins putting up the far away whiteboard and behind it was a flat screen TV. When I was still looking, Mrs Wilkins was playing Just Dance 4 on the PS3.

I thought to myself, no wonder why we did the cha-cha and Mrs Wilkins was killing the moves because she got five stars. After her dance I said, “Got you!” She kept on saying, “Don’t tell anybody.”

I told her this, “If you give me easy work, I won’t tell anybody, deal?” She replied, “Deal,” so we shook hands.

Who is that little monster eating all the ice creams?

Michelle's poem won in Room 4 last week.

 

Who is that Little Monster Eating

All the Ice Creams?

By Michelle Smading

Maybe two scoops or four, no matter how many scoops I eat I just want more!

For ice creams so good, ice creams so yummy but for all that I eat, just ends up in my tummy.

But those were the old days, now I have to keep a look out for the ice cream monster that’s lurking about.

Hairy and plump is what I describe him but no one knows because we can never find him.

He snatches my ice cream when I look away and of course he’s never willing to stay. For he hides them in my closet!

He’s got all kinds of flavours like cookies and cream for which he savours.

Now it’s time to be strong and it’s time to be brave. I have to go in. It’s the only way!

So I open the closet door and there I find 12 boxes of ice cream in two straight lines.

Time has passed and I’ve changed my mind. My favourite desert is now a pie. I wonder where the pie monster might hide.

Baptism

Speaking about the Sacrament Strand during Room 4's liturgy last week, we attended the beautiful baptism of Lilly, Jenna and
Phebe on Saturday November 24 at St Mary's Church officiated by Fr Chris Friel.













Fr Chris is reciting to Jenna the baptismal formula, "I baptise you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen."



Then it was Lilly's turn.



The last but not the least was Phebe.







Each of them have their baptismal candle.




Lilly looked so lovely.




Jenna also looked beautiful.


Phebe's friends, Alexandra and Solani gave their support.



Jenna and Lilly with Mrs Pirker.



Phebe, Lilly and Jenna with Mrs Wilkins.




Mr Debenham, Mrs Oorchot, Mr O'Neill and Mrs McDonald attended this special occasion.

It was lovely to see a few of our boys also attended - Connor, Nicholas, Ciaran, Benzo and Iuvale.

On this special Baptismal day may God's love and peace be with Phebe, Lilly and Jenna always.

Where is my blue teddy bear? By Lucy

Every week there's a writing contest at St Mary's 

school and Lucy's work was the winner 

in Room 4  for Week 5.

Where is my Blue Teddy Bear?

By Lucy Sparks

“Where are you blue?” I moan. My blue teddy bear’s gone missing and I can’t find him! He’s my favourite teddy maybe he’s gone for a walk. I’ll go look outside. He’s not in my backyard. Maybe he’s at Mrs Richards’ house my teacher.

 I step onto a little path and go to Mrs Richards', inside her colourful garden. All I can see are roses. Maybe he’s gone to Antarctica! I walk my way to where the planes sleep. I catch the first one to Antarctica. Blue’s not on the icy plains, he might be in Timbuktu! I find a ship and pilot it to where Blue’s sure to be. Nope, Blue’s not here, I say in anger as all I see is ‘Timbuktu-ens’.

Of course, why hadn’t I thought of it before, Japan! I take the train to Japan feeling sure he’s here. I meet not Blue but disappointment as Blue is nowhere to be seen. Going back to my house I feel so sad! But I'm in for a surprise because tucked up in my bed is Blue! He explains he was just getting washed. So Blue and I are now always telling each other when we are going to be washed.

Why is Mr O'Neill so Glum?

Why is Mr O'Neill so Glum?

This was the title of the essay last week for the whole school. The winners from each classroom read their essay at the assembly on Friday. Tim's poem won and we would like to share with you some of the great essays from our class. Enjoy.

Why is Mr O’Neill so Glum?

By Tim

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum, does he want a plum?

Or does he want us to tidy ourselves up if we would

Oh, only if we could.

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

Maybe it’s because of a hat from a kid named Pat?

Or is it because he doesn’t have a cat he could pat?

So down he sat on his leather chair looking sad with a watery tear.

Oh, what possibly could it be that made Mr O’Neill lose his flare?

Maybe he might be getting old, 

Or his mother might’ve given him a scold.

Knock, knock, came a sound from his door. 

“Come in” said Mr O’Neill with a voice that sounded, oh so poor.

“Why are you so sad?” said a boy named Matt

“Look I brought a cat,” said Matt

Mr O’Neill’s face lit up with gladness. “Oh thanks, Matt

I have always wanted a cat,” Mr O’Neill exclaimed.

So from then on Mr O’Neill would sit behind his desk

Where his cat Spotty laid which made him happy

throughout the day

and his meows could be heard all the way.

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By Jenna

Mr O’Neill is glum because he has lost our faith, the faith of friendship and trust. It was the other day when there were crazy children everywhere.

He tried to stop them but it was useless. Room Five would not go on the bus to Technology. Then Room Four was noisier than ever. Room Three, Two and One were on the playground talking very loud to each other.

Mr O’Neill found a solution - to go buy lollipops from Four Square. He went back to St Mary’s Everyone got a lollipop except for Mr O’Neill. All the children were happy, giggly and playing nicely after that. But poor Mr O’Neill was in his office thinking about his cherished lollipop, that he didn’t get one for himself. That’s why Mr O’Neill is so glum!

 

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By Ciaran Keighley

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum? Maybe he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Or maybe he got stuck in traffic and got annoyed. Maybe he was having a bad day, we will never know.

So I made a chart from Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday up to Friday. On Monday he wasn’t glum. On Tuesday and Wednesday he wasn’t glum, it was only on Thursday. I decided to follow him home. He has to do ballet in a tutu. That’s why he is glum.

Next Thursday so he would not be glum, I asked him if he wanted to go to dinner with me and my mum. He said yes. I said to him, “now you don’t have to do ballet.” “How did you know about that?” he asked. “I spied on you once,” I replied with a smile.

           

          Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

                           By Lilly

‘Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?’ Is it because you can’t find your magical glasses? “No it isn’t,” said Mr O’Neill.

‘Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?’ Is it because you can’t find your phenomenal barbecue? “No it isn’t,” said Mr O’Neill.

‘Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?’ Is it because you can’t find your unique colouring pencils? “No it isn’t,” said Mr O’Neill.

‘Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?’ Is it because you can’t find your magnificent rainbow coloured tie? “No it isn’t,” said Mr O’Neill.

Let’s go again and ask Mr O’Neill. “Mr O’Neill why are you so glum today?” “It’s because I can’t seem to find my super important feeling hat!” Mr O’Neill replied. “Is that your super important feeling hat over there?” I inquired. “Yes it is indeed,” Mr O’Neill confirmed. Mr O’Neill went over to get the hat and put the hat on. Now Mr O’Neill is always happy because he is wearing his super important feeling hat. 

 

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By Molly Harvey

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum this week?  Is it because he doesn’t have enough money to get chewing gum? No, that’s not the reason at all. Is it because children at school aren’t behaving themselves? Or is it because children are leaving rubbish on the ground and not picking it up? They just leave it there and wait for teachers to pick it up so they do the hard work and children are not obeying the teachers including Mr O’Neill.

The children are playing games and are not letting others play with them and be included. That leaves them upset and feeling like they’re not good enough to play the game. Then they have to sit at lunchtime alone and that is very upsetting. No wonder Mr O’Neill is so glum. He just wants the children to be nice to each other but they don’t listen at all.

  

Mr O’Neill is thankful to have the Year Eights in the school because they help sort out arguments in the playground. If not, it will be like everyone has gone absolutely crazy to drive Mr O’Neill bonkers and to make him glum for the rest of his life. That won’t be good, will it?

The teachers would not be happy either at the school. The children won’t get an education and not be smart. Parents will not be happy too and not pay the children’s bill at all. That is why Mr O’Neill is so glum.

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By Connor

There are thousands of reasons why Mr O’Neill could be glum. For example he could have had a robber rob his house or he could have had a fight with his wife. If I was a detective I would find out in ten seconds.

When school was finished yesterday I got in to my detective outfit and tried to solve the case on why Mr O’Neill is so glum. So I went to his office and heard a weird sound. I had never heard such a sound in my life. But then I thought, I saw a TV show ones and there was this guy that always made that sound at the end they turned out to be robots. I listened again and then it hit me right on the side of the head. Mr O’Neill is a robot.

I ran inside his office and sure enough I was right he was a robot. I ran around the school looking for the real Mr O’Neill but I had no luck. I stopped for a second and inside Room 3 was Mr O’Neill. The robot tied him to some string and moved him around the school.

So that is my thought on why Mr O’Neill is so glum, what is yours?

  

Why is Mr. O’Neill so glum?

By Isidora

“Hi, Mr. O’Neill.” I said happily. “Hi, Isidora,”  he said very sadly. “What’s wrong ? Why are you so sad?” I calmly asked. ”Fine, do you really want to know?”he asked. “Yes, yes, yes!” I shouted. “Fine. Well, it all started on a bright sunny day on Friday 3 days ago, There came an old lady and went to the learning center. When she came out she had about 5 laptops. I tried to stop her but I couldn’t.  She hit me really hard with her purse,” he said. “Ok now that I know I can to try to solve the problem,” I answered.

Six hours later when school finished I stayed at school with Mr. O’Neill waiting to see if the old lady came. “There she is!” exclaimed Mr. O’Neill. “ Run, run, run!” I shouted.

“Yes we got her. Now we can report her to the police,” he said. We looked in her bag and saw the five laptops. We quickly grabbed the laptops put them inside and went to call the police.

When the police got here they took the old lady and put her in jail. The next morning Mr. O’Neill was so happy.  

Why is Mr O’Neill so Glum?

By Scott

 “Mr O’Neill, why are you so glum?” asked a Room 1 boy.  “Hmm, the school is to be taken down,” he replied. “What?” shouted the girl from Room 1 named Ella. She ran to all the classes and said, “the school is to be closed!”

“I can’t believe it,” said Mrs Wilkins, “why did he not tell us”?  Everyone broke into panic. The kids were shouting questions. Questions were flying like, when does the school close?

The next day the bulldozers came and took down the school. The parents had to find a new school to take the kids. Mr O’Neill cried. The kids were upset.

 

Why Is Mr O’Neill So Glum?

By Ijaz Ah Kuoi

“Hi Tim,” I said. He replied, “hi, Ijaz.” He was walking with his dad and as I was walking to the gate I saw Mr O’Neill shaking his head near the fence.

I went to him and I asked, “Why are you so glum?” He didn’t say anything. I said, “Come on, Mr O’Neill tell me.” He still said nothing.

When the bell rang I went to the classroom but Mr O’Neill told me to look for a relaxing place for him and I said ok. I told my friends if they know a place where it’s relaxing. Tim had an idea but it cost too much. Michelle had an idea as well but it will be too cold. I came up with a good idea.

I saw Mr O’Neill and told him to go to Hanmer Spring. I asked him again, “Why are you so glum?” He answered, “It is about my cat. I need to find a cattery because I’m going on holiday tomorrow.” It took me three hours to look for a place for his cat He was so happy and he gave me a tie. I felt good that I helped Mr O’Neill. I hoped he enjoyed his holiday.

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By lexi

Mummy, why is Mr O’Neill so glum? “Maybe because he wears flower ties”.

Daddy, why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

“Maybe he got up on the wrong side of the bed”.

Sister, why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

“Maybe because he keeps burning the pies”.

 Brother, why is Mr O’Neill so glum? “Because we only have a lost a few students”.

Mr O’Neill, why are you so glum? 
“Because we are losing Mrs Wilkins.”

That is why Mr O’Neill is so glum.
 

Why is Mr. O’Neill so glum?

By Cortia

“Mr O’Neill why are you so glum?”  I asked. “It is because I crashed my car and they can’t fix it because it’s that bad,” He replied. “Don’t worry, I will buy you another car that looked exactly like your old car,” I told him. “Thank you but how? You might not have enough money,” he asked. “Don’t worry I will just have to do extra chores,” I told him.

 After school I ran home ran upstairs, cleaned my room, made my bed and my brother’s bed, my mum’s bed and cleaned downstairs.

I added up my money out of my piggybank and I had $200. My mum gave me $300 dollars. I went to my dad’s house and there was a big mess, so I cleaned it up. ONE hour & thirty minutes later the whole house was cleaned and my dad gave me $1,000.

I went to school the next day. Mr O’Neill and I went to buy a car and that turned his frown upside-down.  “I don’t want you to be sad, I want you to be happy,” I said to him.  

 

Why is Mr O’Neill So Glum?

By Michelle Smading

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum? I really don’t know why. He has a good school, good children and I’m guessing a good wife. But on that Sunday afternoon nothing went well. This is how it all started...

It was Mr O’Neill’s duty to clean the house. Mr O’Neill’s hatred for cleaning the house could not be explained! I bet you would be thinking, what’s so bad about cleaning the house? There are a few toys to be picked up, some dishes to wash and some vacuuming to do.

But Mr O’Neill’s misery started as soon as he entered the toy room! Dun…dun…dun… Who knew what could be buried under those piles of cheap plastic toys? As Mr O’Neill started picking up the toys one by one he started to think, ‘this isn’t so bad after all”. So he continued picking up the toys cheerfully for a couple of minutes.

Suddenly his misery started all over again. He felt a slight prick in his foot, the pain got worse and worse until the pain was almost unbearable. It was as if 1000 needles were jabbed into his foot. He ran to his wife in pain hopping on one foot screaming across the room like a maniac. His wife took a look at his foot and started to slightly chuckle. Who knew that a grown man like you could be so dramatic over a stupid Lego piece!

From this day forward Mr O’Neill still looks at this sore blistered foot and remembers what embarrassment he went through on that very Sunday afternoon.

Why Is Mr O’Neill so Glum?

By Benzo

“Why are you so glum?” I ask our principal Mr O’Neill. He said because the children are getting lazy they can’t even write a single pun, don’t know what a sun is and even don’t know how to run.

A pun is so easy the children are getting that lazy. Now I know why he was so glum. I feel sad. I’ll make him glad maybe he will feel better. But it didn’t, and then I give him a cat that he could pat. It makes him happy a bit but not enough to make him so happy.

But I thought of an idea how to make him not glum. I went to the school and told everyone what a pun is, what the sun is and even teach them how to run.

We all went to Mr O’Neill and showed him how we can write a pun. We also told him about the sun and ran around the room to show him how we can run. Finally the principal, Mr O’Neill wasn’t glum any more.  

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By Samantha

“Oh why, oh why is Mr O’Neill so glum?” I asked myself. Maybe he lost one of his ties? Or maybe he got smacked by a pie. ”No that’s impossible. But with Mr O’Neill anything is possible.” I winked.

So I went to Room 4 to ask Mrs Wilkins why Mr O’Neill so glum. “Mrs Wilkins, why is Mr O’Neill so glum?” I asked. Mrs Wilkins answered, “Maybe he couldn’t find any plums. He could be having a bad day, or maybe he saw a bunch of clays. Mr O’Neill hates clay, trust me. “Alright, I’ll go next door.” I said in a poor voice.

“Mrs McDonald, why is Mr O’Neill so glum?” I asked. “I have no idea you know,” she replied. So I went away with a frown. “Now turn that frown upside down!” said Mr O’Neill. “Mr O’Neill, why are you so glum?” I asked him. “Well…I’m having a bad day, you know!” he exclaimed. Well, it turned out that he was alright. But.. Why is Mrs Bradley so glum? “Here we go again.” I said with a sigh.

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum?

By Joseph

It was the last day of school and nothing can mess up this perfect day. I walked to school full of joy. I never liked walking to school because it was a really long way, but for some random reason I didn’t mind at all.

I got to school meeting up with my best friend Jeff. We were best friends ever since we were in this school. We walked inside telling each what we were doing for Christmas.

The bell rang and we went in our classroom. When my friend tripped over his shoelace he started tying his laces. I saw Mr O’Neill looked so glum. I walked in his office and asked him why the long face. He told me he was sad. He had to do extra paper work and he hated paper work.

I walked away thinking I would hate to be a principal.  I got into the class then I was told off for being late.  This is the worst last day of school. I have to help Mr O’Neill’s paperwork as well. I said yes to him because I don’t like seeing him sad. He was glad I helped him and he was not so glum anymore.

Why is Mr O’Neill so Glum?

By Lucy Sparks

Why is Mr O’Neill so glum? It’s really quite dumb.

Did I do something wrong? Why is his face so long?

Is it because we litter? I don’t think that’s why he’s bitter

Did his house fall down? Maybe he was kicked out of town!

Maybe we need to change, why is he acting so strange

That’s it we’ll put on a show! Oh how this idea will grow.

There will be dancers, prancers, there’ll be giraffes

 and of course some laughs.

There will be jars with candy, and my best friend Mandy.

There will be chips and dips, dogs and maybe after we can jog.

Finally we’ll have afternoon tea, we might invite the author of Princess and the Pea.

Now Mr O’Neill will not be so glum, but from the food

he might have a big tum.