tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32156859757277086212024-03-14T06:56:58.083+13:00JaneThis is a record of my learning during the years I was at Pt England School.PES Blog Archivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03346754417165409248noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-52338560240682606662011-11-14T12:35:00.001+13:002011-11-14T12:45:52.608+13:00What is Atmosphere<iframe frameborder="0" height="342" src="https://docs.google.com/present/embed?id=ddch8pb_73dw9hbdhh" width="410"></iframe>Last week me and my pair Hajira did a presentation in front of room 20 and Ms M. What is Atmosphere? Did you know Atmosphere is layer of gases which is surrounds the entire earth.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-22670266646812925842011-11-03T14:50:00.001+13:002011-11-04T10:26:14.430+13:00My Multiple Intelligences<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPZQWWRfzfk/TrH0LAdRu6I/AAAAAAAAADA/3f2DX4K3_i0/s1600/mi+test+png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPZQWWRfzfk/TrH0LAdRu6I/AAAAAAAAADA/3f2DX4K3_i0/s320/mi+test+png" width="320" /></a>Today room 20 had been doing multiple intelligences form. As you can see my highest smart is visual smart which means that your good at drawing.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-38721859118655637012011-10-04T13:00:00.002+13:002011-10-04T13:00:27.161+13:00Our Place and Our Team<iframe frameborder="0" height="342" src="https://docs.google.com/present/embed?id=ddch8pb_36gwd9bhq5" width="410"></iframe>Our Place and Our Team. This is my presentation by Jane and Hajira.Me and friend presentation this in front of our class and Ms m, Miss Szymanik. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-77786079792990680842011-09-23T13:00:00.003+12:002011-09-23T13:00:52.318+12:00The first rugby ball<iframe frameborder="0" height="342" src="https://docs.google.com/present/embed?id=dcwgqdr8_75g3dk9rc8" width="410"></iframe>This is my reading activty. The first thing I have to do is find out what made from and information about the first rugby ball.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-79927343171782236242011-09-23T10:55:00.001+12:002011-09-23T10:55:22.515+12:00Romania Flag<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Room 20 had to research about any country and find out what are the meaning of the colours were and what do they represent.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">Yellow</span> represent a symbol of generosity.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> Red</span> represent hardiness , bravery, and Valour.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Blue </span>represents Vigilance, true and loyalty, perseverance & justice.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-61475310715622655762011-03-02T10:29:00.002+13:002011-03-02T21:56:11.942+13:00My Holiday<span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background- font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;" id="internal-source-marker_0.5188314511215981"><span><span></span></span><span><span></span></span></span><span><span>On Sunday it was my little baby brothers birthday then we went to Sylvia Park we went shopping with him. I brought him a monster truck he felt so happy because he now he know I am the only girl in the family.<br /> After we went to Sylvia Park we went to McD’s the drink tasted just like a ice water. Yuck I said to my brother. The big max tasted so nice. <br /> Then we went back home and we went to the park we stayed under the tree brought drink then we stared to play rugby. Then we all went home.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background- font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-87233365041844263482010-11-25T11:46:00.007+13:002010-11-25T13:10:00.830+13:00Mairangi bay<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TO2pMjdJ77I/AAAAAAAABzE/o8cvmsx4_10/s1600/Screenshot-5.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TO2pMjdJ77I/AAAAAAAABzE/o8cvmsx4_10/s320/Screenshot-5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543272749503999922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">On Friday the 19 the year 7 we went to Mairangi Bay I was siting next to my friend we were just talking. When we arrive at Mairangi Bay I was just looking at the sandpit and the sea. People were talking and listen to Mrs Nua I was siting right at the back and i was talking to my friends. People were waiting in the line it taking them long time to walk up steps. We met three different life guards they were Megan, Rosie, and Raquel there are the guards. When it was morning tea i was hanging out with Gabrielle and Ngaina then the stared to blow whistle so we went inside. They were asking questions the first it was s,s, s it was Slip,Slop,Slap and wrap. Then we went out side for a game it was suck in the mud. It was lunch time some people didn't swim i didn't swim too. I was at sandpit with i was standing next to Maree and we were filming. Me and Maree were on the sandpit. When the the bus arrive we said a big thank you to the life guards and the helps and then Mrs Nua and Mrs Tele'a were counting people on the bus.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-1640666845929523602010-10-22T12:18:00.005+13:002010-10-22T12:32:21.856+13:00Ambers butterfly<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pesyear1.blogspot.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TMDKPj0HQCI/AAAAAAAABlg/cXYHG5Uz1uQ/s400/Screen+shot+2010-10-22+at+12.13.41+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530642711071637538" border="0" /></a><br />Amber is learning how to label the body parts of butterfly's or bugs<br />she is also a great drawer .If you click on the photo above it will take you to Amber's class blog .Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-7850550891949861272010-08-27T15:24:00.000+12:002010-08-27T15:24:08.647+12:00the 10 best things about my dad<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Do you know what the ten best things are about my dad ?</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I'll tell you ! He can throw, he can bat and he likes to play hoops and balls and gloves . But playing anything with me is what my dad really loves.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">He likes to be quiet too. He likes to stretch out to close his eyes and rest . We share the couch 'cause holding me is what he likes the best. He teaches me the stuff he's learned like knowing right from wrong. If I mess up he says no sweat you'll get it </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">before</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> long. When I perform he's always there cheering right out loud. He cheers the same if I'm the star or just part of the crowd. We go for drives because it's fun to ride around and roam. Sometimes I think we're lost but then he always gets us home. He reads me bedtime stories sometimes nine or ten . He never argues when I say please read that one again? He understands if I'm afraid even late at night. He knows how to scare monsters until they are leave in fright. When i'm sad he hugs me close. </span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-14406700503289222242010-08-20T10:36:00.006+12:002010-09-14T14:36:38.575+12:00Sonny with a chance.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TI7fMLb1ZiI/AAAAAAAABcc/TjOaueZd_eE/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-09-14+at+2.33.05+PM.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TI7fMLb1ZiI/AAAAAAAABcc/TjOaueZd_eE/s320/Screen+shot+2010-09-14+at+2.33.05+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591993896396322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/THHB_1uiOpI/AAAAAAAABJA/_NOQzJUNH-M/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-08-23+at+12.24.22+PM.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/THHB_1uiOpI/AAAAAAAABJA/_NOQzJUNH-M/s320/Screen+shot+2010-08-23+at+12.24.22+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508397121749006994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is my favourite show sonny with a chance. Every day when I get home the only thing I do is watch Sonny with a chance on Disney Channel. My favourite actor is Demi Lavato and she is also my favourite singer. The best song is la la land. Sonny with a chance is a full of episodes. Do you know who is Demi lovato herbest friend is selena gomez she came on sonny with a chance.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-43217649773037150152010-08-20T10:06:00.000+12:002010-08-20T12:33:08.344+12:00Cross Country<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TG2v5qNNs9I/AAAAAAAABD0/rUx93tVjjXw/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-08-20+at+10.24.45+AM.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/TG2v5qNNs9I/AAAAAAAABD0/rUx93tVjjXw/s400/Screen+shot+2010-08-20+at+10.24.45+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507251324461102034" border="0" /></a><br />Today at Pt England school , we are doing cross country . There are four house colours and they are TANUI-BLUE,TAKITIMU -YELLOW,MATATUA-GREEN AND TE ARAWA-RED.My house colour is Takitimu.In cross Country I want to come 1st,2nd or 3rd never last. I know that Takitimu is going to win today because they are the best .<br />GO TAKITIMU!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-18659117133759782202010-08-09T12:35:00.001+12:002010-08-09T12:37:03.462+12:00About me and my country<div class="writely-toc" id="WritelyTableOfContents" toctype="decimal+none"><ol class="writely-toc-decimal"><li><a href="http://docs.google.com/a/ptengland.school.nz/Doc?docid=0ASKyr09NIjKDZGZ4cTQ0ZnhfMTMyY2Y5OHpkZmo&hl=en#About_my_country_4212987383361" target="_self">About me and my country</a></li><li><a href="http://docs.google.com/a/ptengland.school.nz/Doc?docid=0ASKyr09NIjKDZGZ4cTQ0ZnhfMTMyY2Y5OHpkZmo&hl=en#In_the_weeked_1601456888454088" target="_self"><br /></a></li></ol></div><h1><a id="About_my_country_4212987383361" name="About_my_country_4212987383361"></a> About me and my country</h1><div id="an3a" style="text-align: left;"><br /><div id="l90i" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><p>Hi my name is Jane, I come from Samoa.<br /></p><p>Samoa is a beautiful place where lots of people come from around the world to go for a holiday.</p><p>They can relax in hot spas and eat in fancy restaurant's.<br /></p></div><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">At the end of the day they have a relaxing massage.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> On Saturday my dads family goes to a different church but my moms goes on Saturday with my brothers and me. <i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><i>I </i>love going to Savaii because </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I hang out with my friends we hang out at the Savaii's beach.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> My mom gave me money when I was in Samoa.<br /></span></p></div><div style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><div id="itve" style="text-align: left;"><div id="exzg" style="text-align: left;"><div id="xqwh" style="text-align: left;">In samoa we have all the miss samoa even around the world.<br /><div id="tklr" style="text-align: left;"><div id="ods_" style="text-align: left;"><div id="a1ye" style="text-align: left;"><div id="u8jw" style="text-align: left;"><div id="fjte" style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://docs.google.com/a/ptengland.school.nz/File?id=dfxq44fx_348wkzpddcj_b" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 255); height: 172px; width: 281px;" /><img src="http://docs.google.com/a/ptengland.school.nz/File?id=dfxq44fx_351q5nhqrdw_b" style="height: 280px; width: 168px;" /><div id="pkrh" style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://docs.google.com/a/ptengland.school.nz/File?id=dfxq44fx_353n456djd6_b" height="257" width="349" /></div><div id="mimi" style="text-align: left;"><div id="x4ba" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><div id="itve" style="text-align: left;"><div id="exzg" style="text-align: left;"><div id="xqwh" style="text-align: left;"><div id="tklr" style="text-align: left;"><div id="ods_" style="text-align: left;"><div id="a1ye" style="text-align: left;"><div id="u8jw" style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><div id="itve" style="text-align: left;"><div id="exzg" style="text-align: left;"><div id="xqwh" style="text-align: left;"><div id="tklr" style="text-align: left;"><div id="ods_" style="text-align: left;"><div id="a1ye" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><div id="itve" style="text-align: left;"><div id="exzg" style="text-align: left;"><div id="xqwh" style="text-align: left;"><div id="tklr" style="text-align: left;"><div id="ods_" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div id="rv7f" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div id="ui67" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div id="o.ju" style="text-align: left;"><br /><div id="stf-" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /></div></div></div> <br /><div id="a.08" style="text-align: left;"><div id="jplg" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-30838923277698123272010-05-20T13:03:00.000+12:002010-05-20T13:06:17.823+12:00The Crocodile in the Library<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/S_SK0fAWaqI/AAAAAAAAAfM/J9a6eqljZiI/s1600/Photo+on+2010-05-20+at+13.04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JwKXzeb8BY/S_SK0fAWaqI/AAAAAAAAAfM/J9a6eqljZiI/s400/Photo+on+2010-05-20+at+13.04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473152081442794146" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The crocodile and the boy went to the library. Meanwhile the crocodile went to play with the blocks. When the librarian stamps the crocodiles book she stamps the crocodiles paw.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-91480500845894466972010-04-22T10:31:00.001+12:002010-04-22T10:31:52.396+12:00The Mud SlideThe Pukeko reading group had such a great term last term. I can see they are rearing to go for gold again this term. <br />
Here's a movie put together by Mrs Clarke - the students read the story 'The Mud Slide', wrote a script together, were given parts to read and were recorded for you to enjoy.<br />
If you wish to give them feedback please go to their individual blogs and leave comments.<br />
Thanks again Mrs Clarke.<br />
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<a href="http://pesjanet.blogspot.com/">Jane</a>, <a href="http://pesbrennants.blogspot.com/">Brennan</a>, <a href="http://pesronaldh.blogspot.com/">Ronald</a> & <a href="http://pesjuniorm.blogspot.com/">Junior</a>PES Blogs Administratorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17359536147314284796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-83187567267093447342010-02-19T21:46:00.001+13:002010-02-19T21:46:47.767+13:00My Goals for 2010Take a look at this...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzWD98Dj1ew4pX9kHbaHtsVzXLyyp83aGjRsoa9J6WlhRPPXHs40IFn57hl7tVyh3IQ2ZEpC9NyH7pmXtLUbw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><a href="http://pesjanet.blogspot.com/"><br />Jane</a>PES Blogs Administratorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17359536147314284796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-15996841237752023302009-07-28T12:07:00.000+12:002009-08-04T09:14:48.817+12:00Immersion Assembly<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SnDIKqcRonI/AAAAAAAAAks/hVmd_JplxZA/s1600-h/IMG_3512.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SnDIKqcRonI/AAAAAAAAAks/hVmd_JplxZA/s320/IMG_3512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364007241715393138" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">As I walked into the hall<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> i </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">saw lots of Teachers looking funny i saw Ms Jarman </span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">was chick little it like in the movie there was a puss in boots an Cinderella , little red riding hood and even shark it was our Immersion Assembly. At our Immersion Assembly we find out what we are learning about for the derm fairy tales this derm the step sisters were jealous of Cinderella because she was exquisitely beautiful. they were squabbing and disputing and frighting over the princess. miss Lavakula had a plainly crooked nose.Miss McKinley had a hunch back and Mrs Tuala had harmonious ears I looking forward to finding out about fairy tales Think it will be lots of fun.<blockquote></blockquote></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-85716136160751340322009-06-09T14:30:00.000+12:002009-06-09T14:31:29.024+12:00My Best FriendUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-6670729146848080092009-05-20T12:41:00.000+12:002009-06-09T13:55:57.274+12:00Immersion Assembly<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/Si3BFrcRVqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5eD68L55ACs/s1600-h/IMG_2946.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/Si3BFrcRVqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5eD68L55ACs/s320/IMG_2946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345140636063454882" /></a><br />At assembly each of teachers had to come up with a dress-up as a Dino might. We saw Mr Burt come out of nowhere. Mr Burt was dressed up as a cracker the caveman, and he was looking for hipsilophdon for his lunch. .He hit Feki on his back with his bombyknocker. Team 1 was only a video. Team 2 were Rappers. Team 3 were paleontologists and team 4 was only a video. They had the teachers s reading a book in the library aboutdinosaur but they fell asleep. They ended up back in the dinosaur time but they were only dreaming. The E-learning team had Mrs Tele'a rapping and Team 2 helping. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-29034468866350003612009-02-19T14:28:00.000+13:002009-03-17T13:08:12.031+13:00The walking race.In the holidays I went to the park to have a race. I had a race with my big brother. It was easy for me because he was looking the other way when I started walking.<div><br /></div><div>My movie shows me walking over the finish line. I beat my brother!</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzX7WB_lwB6ZOlGYW3n_yu4UndW7EfcTh1fMOxPWNd-FE5Q2Nc6l4323XNWDAB4ITAQdYp0oxZWXMS6diEkfg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-43194835844235960912009-02-10T14:22:00.000+13:002009-03-12T18:22:23.331+13:00Flying FoxIn the holiday I went to my uncle's house and my brother's friend came with my dad in his car. My brother was playing with his friend. Then we went to the flying fox you had to sit on the flying fox then when you let the flying fox go you have to run back. It was fun when we were there last Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday it was cool and it was fun.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215685975727708621.post-24740176899922976372009-02-05T16:59:00.001+13:002009-02-05T16:59:43.466+13:00Welcome to Room 15 from Ms SquiresHi Jane welcome to Room 15 and your new blog. This is your own place to share your stories, poems and thoughts about different topics. You will be able to also post any podcasts or videos you make and any of your e-learning tasks you complete throughout the year. Don't forget to let all your family know so they can see what you have been up to and can leave you comments.<br />Happy Blogging!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0