Mavericks response to vandalism

Response to Vandalism

Dear Editor,

I am writing to you today to express my feelings and concern about the ruthless attack on the cultural wooden children that are placed across the Clevedon School fence line.
I know personally that the Year 5­ and 6 children, parents and teachers spent countless hours and so much effort to produce such wonderful art, only for it to be destroyed in a matter of minutes. 
They were supposed to reduce the speed of cars coming from North road to our School, not to attract vandals.
It disgusts me how possibly someone from the community could have done such a horrible thing. I am absolutely gutted that my wooden child may not be fixable, which would mean my wooden child wouldn't be along the Clevedon School fence line anymore. This is extremely disappointing for me. 

So please if anyone knows anything about this crime please contact the police because vandalism is not ok.

Yours sincerely Maverick Hayes 

Xavier's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding vivid descriptions so the reader can visualise my story
Using speech marks correctly
Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

The Griffin That Lived In A River
Once upon a time there was a dismal griffin named Francis, Francis lived in a river, Francis was very lonely. One day Francis decided to go for a fly, Francis passed a plane and he looked inside of the plane's window. When Francis looked in through the window all of the passengers bolted off there chairs and under the chairs, Francis was very bereaved, nothing seemed to like him. But Francis always thought to himself, "some where in the world there is someone like me that no one likes and that is always upset, but maybe I am dreary or too pint-sized or maybe I am a bit to mountainous or I know, I am sordid and no one would like to see me. So Francis went back to his river, maybe I will go again tomorrow. So the next day Francis went out again, but this time Francis got zapped by lightning on his tail and once the pain went away, he looked at his tail and his tail was vanished, but from that day on no one worried about him being around anymore, but one day Francis saw a dog walking on a lead with a tail, Francis had never seen a dog with a tail, but the tail looked familiar like he has seen it before "I know it was my old tail " said Francis, but Francis did not mind because ever since that tail had gone he had felt amazing. 
One sunny morning, Francis a-woke to here this dreadful crying, so Francis went out of his river and saw one similar Griffin to him, sitting on the foot path crying, but something looked  different about this griffin. "Yes" I know said Francis, Her tail has vanished, like what happened to my own tail. So Francis wandered over to her and said "HI" Francis invited her into his river house. 
"Thank you" said the other griffin. 
"sorry I didn't get your name" said Francis 
"My name is Amy" said the other griffin. 
"My name is Francis". After that day Francis and Amy lived happily ever after.

THE END

By Xavier

Stacie's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding vivid descriptions so the reader can visualise my story
Using speech marks correctly
Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

WHY OWLS HAVE BIG EYES

Years and years ago there was an old wizard named Doddle, he lived all alone on the big white cloud of New Zealand. He loved to talk to his mum over timeface on his pad I. One day he was he was sitting down watching T.V. , suddenly an owl flew into the cloud house. "Um who are you?" said doddle
"I'm professor Hikklebottom" replied the owl.

"And why are you in my cloud house?" asked Doddle. 

"Because I can’t see were I'm going, I'm as blind as a bat." replied the owl
Doddle understood his problem, he needed glasses. "you need glasses that's what you need" 

"there's a problem, Its really hard to find glasses small enough for an owl." Doddle tried everything for his new friend, he tried staring; glaring and even scaring but nothing helped. It came to the time where he had to do a spell, the biggest challenge ever, the most hardest and by far the most riskiest spell you could ever think of THE EYE ENLARGEMENT SPELL. "Professor sit down we need to talk, are you willing to take the risk of the EYE ENLARGEMENT SPELL."

" Well I guess its worth a try but why is it a risk" asked the owl.

"Because your eyes can go BOOM!!!!!" 

" OK." He sat on the chair. It all came down to this. 

"Allah cazam alla ca zoom the eye enlargement spell try not to make them go BOOM!!!!!!!!!!" Doddle said in a wizardy way.
"OH MY GOLLY GOSH IT WORKED! Thank you so much doddle, I'll tell all my friends." 

And from that day onward doddle owned an eye enlargement spell shop and that's why owls have such big eyes.

By Stacie

Taylor's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding interesting vocab to engage the reader 
Using paragraphs to organise my ideas
Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

WHY LEAVES ARE GREEN :)
Once there was a brave wizard named Sedric Diggery. He won all his battles and was the smartest wizard of his age. He had only one enemy Harry Potter. When they fought both were good, both were advanced but Sedric always won. At noon every Friday he visited the maze of Hickleberry. Hickleberrys always grow there because the maze of hickleberry is a enchanted maze. The maze of Hickleberry was named after Remus Hickleberry who was the one to make the maze magical.

At noon one Friday he visited the maze as per usual, but who should be there but Mr Harry Potter. " I challenge you to a battle of magic. Each of us is allowed to use our wand only and we may use no unforgivable curses. " he told Sedric. Sedric accepted and said " Very well the battle will take place in the maze of Hickleberry. " Harry agreed and they headed into the dull colored maze. You see no leaves were green back then because the maze that they were in was connected to all the other trees / leaves in the world. So if the maze is grey ( as it was then ) all the other tree / leaves in the world will be too.

Once they were deep in the maze the battle began!

There was a shout and then silence then there was lots of flashes of different colors. You see Harry was using color charms. The battle went on for hours, suddenly Harry cast a spell to make Sedric........
GREEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At once Sedric became green and when Harry saw his chance he cast a spell to make Sedric BLOW UP!!! The green color flew off Sedric and on to the leaves causing all the other leaves in the world to be green. After that Harry became the best wizard of his age and the one to win all of his battles. But every Friday at noon Harry visits the maze and hears Sedrics voice screaming " NOOOOO" And this is the reason why leaves are green.

By Taylor

Selby's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding interesting vocab to enage the reader
Using speech marks correctly
Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

Why dogs wag their tails

Thousands of years ago, in an enchanted New Zealand forest, full of lots of different talking animals, there was a very sad brown and white Jack Russell.

The brown and white Jack Russell's name was Mutley, and Mutley was very sad because he could not wag his tail like all the other dogs, it just lay there not moving all year round.

One day while he was taking a walk through the forest, he saw smoke rising from a tree.
'oh no' he barked 'There are no fire trucks near the forest so everyone is going to die!'
When Mutley thought all was gone he saw the local wizard going for a walk. Mutley ran up to wizard Kipper and asked for Kipper to make his tail wag.
'Please wizard Kipper, the forest is in danger!' he asked hurriedly. Kipper waited for a while until eventually barking: "I was not going to tell you about this but it is the only way to make your tail wag. Black magic! Close your eyes and I will begin" so Mutley did and Kipper began.
"bleep, bloop, blop!" Now whenever you're happy you will wag your tail whether you make it or not" Barked Kipper

Mutley ran as fast as he could to the fire. When he got there he ran inside and saw his mum. He was so happy because he had not seen her in years. Then his tail started to wag, and wag, and WAG! Mutley got so tired from wagging his tail that he fainted!

Mutley woke up later to the sound of animals cheering his name around him: 'Mutley, Mutley, make him king! over and over he heard this chant. Then the king Hippo came up to him and said: "Well done Mutley, you have saved our kingdom. Although half the school house has burned down you still saved everyone with you're tail and now you're king. " But how did I save everyone?" asked Mutley clearly confused. "You wagged all the smoke away with your tail"

Mutley beamed as everyone bowed to his paws. 

From that day on all the dogs wagged their tails whether they made it or not.

THE END!

Saskia's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding vivid descriptions so the reader can visualise my story
Using speech marks correctly
Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

This is my myth about why Kangaroos have pouches.

Once many moons ago, a happy kangaroo danced around with his long pointed tail. He was in the forest by the great wildflower garden.

But still he wasn't content with himself. "I hate this big tail! " he said. 
" It always gets in the way when I am dancing! " He grumbled. But what kangaroo didn't know, Dragon was nearby listening to Kangaroos woes. "well, I would like a big dazzling, pointy tail like that"
" I could trade it for my ugly tail. He won't notice."  Well you see, Dragon was a very unattractive dragon and all he wanted was to be a bit jazzed up.

He had slimy and dull scales and his oral hygiene was appauling. But dragon had a beautiful pouch that he was very pleased about. He kept it soft as a pillow and like gold on a summers day, glistening in the dark, cold, wet forest. So Dragon waltzed up to Kangaroo and said " I am very dissatisfied with my ugly old tail." " Want to swap?" "Of course not!" said Kangaroo." Not just for that ugly old thing on your rear! " Hey!!!" said Dragon, annoyed. " What about my... " Dragon hesitated. " What about my pouch?" said Dragon reveling the glistening, fluffy, un-Dragon like pouch. " Deal!" said Kangaroo exitedly."give! give!" said Kangaroo impatiently. So Dragon and Kangaroo exchanged parts.

Dragon was much happier with his glistening tail that he flapped away never to be seen again. As the kangaroo could not fly, he hopped away to the great Australian outback.

And that is why you see the kangaroo hopping around happily with his adorable little pouch.

THE END :)  By Saskia

Tane's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding vivid descriptions so the reader can visualise my story
Using paragraphs correctly

Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

Why There are so many Droughts in Australia

Long long ago there was a wizard called Ronald goth. Ronald was a very 
greedy wizard all he thought about was gold. He was addicted to the stuff.

One day Ronald started plotting to takeover the emerald castle. The emerald castle was the richest castle in all the land. But it has the largest moat in the world and it was full of sharks. So Ronald had to make an amazing potion that would completely wipe out the water in the area. It was called the drought potion........one drop could terminate all water in its path.

So at midnight Ronald went and set off on his journey to the emerald castle. He got there at midnight and every one was asleep(which was pretty perfect timing) Ronald went to drop a drop of the potion but accidentally dropped the potion. And with a flash all the water was gone. Ronald still carried on with his mission. But he forgot about the kings pet the mythical rat. the rat bit him up the bum and that was the end of him.And that's why Aussie is full of droughts.
THE END 
By Tane

Kayla's Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding vivid descriptions so the reader can visualise my story
Using speech marks correctly

Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

There once was a dragon named Tiger, he lived in the "Smarty pants forest". He named it himself.  He only had wood, leaves, rocks and grass for materials. One day he was strolling through the forest when he thought to himself  "How did trees became green? Then he remembered what his dad told him. He looked into the distance.

His fathers, father had created green leaves, Tiger visualised the story...

He rolled in the grass, over and over to become green, then the skin became green, then he felt like he needed to fly for fresh air, so he did, suddenly he got shot by a hunter with a sniper, he had seen the dragon before. The green colour on the dragon fell off him like ashes floating in the sky.

Then all of the green ash fell over the white leaves and the leaves became coloured, that made the trees green. Tiger said " that was the best story dad ever told me" and that's how trees became green.

By Kayla

Mavericks Myth

In my writing I have been focusing on:
Adding vivid descriptions so the reader can visualise my story
Using paragraphs correctly
Structuring my myth as a narrative with an explanation of why something is the way it is

WHY KANGAROOS HAVE POUCHES

There once was an irresponsible evil Wizard named Merlin. Merlin lived on a very tiny planet Flostka. Flostka was an horrible terrible planet covered with evil Wizards and Merlin was there leader. Merlin had many brothers and they all had there own humungous awesome planet. And Merlin was becoming extremely jealous he was growing anger very fast. And before you knew Merlin was planning to take over the whole universe. There was one planet that Merlin was especially jealous of and that was Harry's. Harry had the biggest planet of them all his planet was wonderful it was beautiful it was like heaven compared to Merlin's planet. But Merlin had a plan. Ever since Merlin become jealous of Harry's planet he had started to gather things to make a potion. 
The potion was wonderful marvelous extremely dangerous and most all evil.This potion contains bats wings, toads, snakes skin, snails shells and dozens more incredibly weird things. This spell would be zoom down to Harry's planet and put a little pouch in the side of his planet bid enough for Merlin's planet to slide into. And then he would enter Harry's planet and kill everything in his sight. After all he was much more powerful than Harry. the next night he got the potion ready and on the count of three he would send it zooming super fast down to Harry's planet. 3 2 1 boom the potion zoomed down as fast of lightning it was like a laser. Merlin was sure his plan would work until just as it was about to crash into Harry's planet a jumping bouncing amazing kangaroo. Jumped in its way a with a big loud supreme boom. The kangaroo seemed unharmed in fact it just got up and started hoping again.But the kangaroo seemed to be different right on its belly a little below its chin was a pouch it was amazing extraordinary. Two weeks later the kangaroo had a little beautiful baby kangaroo and that baby had a pouch. And from then on kangaroos had pouches.
By Maverick

Fun in the Kitchen!

My focus for my writing was to:

recount events in order

show personal voice

use punctuation correctly

In room 4 on Friday the 24th May we made hokey pokey and the girls (my team) which was Taylor, Selby, Kiera, Kayla and me Stacie tried it out. Our team totally failed this test of science because we burnt our hokey pokey and we were disqualified from the competition which was my class cooking team rules so were coming back in the come back kitchen. Hopefully we can bring our selves back into the competition. Anyway back to science we had turns on doing things e.g. Selby got our sugar, Kiera got our bowl and spoon, Taylor got the first turn of stirring, Kayla and I went last and we got to stir second and third. Even though that we lost we all still we had a great time and fun while doing it, I recon that we burnt our hokey pokey because we stopped stirring when we had it on the element and we had it on the element for too long.

By Stacie