English

English

Our focus in English this term is about getting to know each other. So far we have written letters to Ibu Diane telling her about our families, what we like and don't like about school and our goals for the future.

Students also brought special mementos from their childhood to share about the important and special events in their lives. We have learned some really interesting facts about our classmates. Many people brought trophies and awards they had received showing that we have many talented students in our class. We also learned that many people had a toy or item they were five as a baby and that they still thought of as special and wouldn't like to lose. Other people showed us some unusual and different souvenirs they had brought back from their travels around the world.

In coming weeks we will be reading and writing autobiographies. Watch this space for students' stories. In the meantime, here is a story about Ibu Diane's first pet. Eventually however, Bright Eyes decided that it was time to give me a chance. I was so delighted that she had chosen to sit on my hand. I didn’t want that moment to end and I curled my fingers around her little body so that she couldn’t fly away. After a minute or two, my mother told me to give her the bird and go outside to play. One or two days later, I realized that Bright Eyes was not in her cage and when I asked, I was told that she had died and that birds kept in cages often died suddenly. Some weeks later we got a new budgerigar to replace Bright Eyes. The new bird was bright green and we called him Joey. It was then that I found out the real cause for Bright Eye’s sudden demise. My brother told me that I wouldn’t be allowed to hold Joey in case I killed him as I had done to Bright Eyes. In my childish eagerness to hold onto my beautiful pet bird, I hadn’t realized that I was squeezing it so tight that I actually crushed it to death. ||  ||
 * || The first family pet that I can remember was a budgerigar. She had blue body feathers and a white head. Her name was Bright Eyes. Bright Eyes lived in her cage outside by day, but in the evening her cage was brought inside and sometimes the cage door was left open and she was free to fly around in the house. Although we closed the doors so that her ‘freedom’ was generally confined to one or two rooms only. Sometimes Bright Eyes would fly down and rest on our heads or shoulders and would even perch on the fingers of my brother and sister, but never me. I would have been about four years old at the time and could not understand that my excited shrieking and desire to hold her was exactly what Bright Eyes feared.

Spelling Soup this is a weekly activity. You must complete at least one spelling soup task every night from Monday to Thursday. Spelling books should be handed in for checking every Friday morning before 8.30am
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