Ngamatea School youngsters write

Waimarino Bulletin, Volume 3, Issue 11, 6 August 1985, Page 20

Ngamatea School youngsters write

This week the youngsters of Ngamatea School write about their school and life in the valley. It's quiet and in the morning all you can hear outside is the birds. Magpies and the tui in the macrocarpa trees. The men out on the farms. The women getting the children ready for school. Everybody doing their own thing. We are all working. The children doing their school work, the men their farm work and the women the house work. Time now has gone by. Dusk is coming, by and by the sky grows dark and soon it is snotted with stars

Belinda

Hounsell

' Form 1 In the morning the bus driver comes and picks me up and takes me back to school. When f get to school I put my bag away. Then if it is fine we go out and play tennis or go up on the field and play soccer or rugby. When the bell rings we all run inside the classroom and start work. We all do handwriting and then go on to spelling and do some other work. When Mr Miller says we can go out to play we all quickly put our work away and go outside. We all rush out to the sports gear and get a bat or the soccer ball and go and have a game. When the bell rings we go in and start maths. We can do multi base or MSM

books.

Brendon

Morris

Std 4

In the morning I wake up and say, "another boring school day!" I get up and look out the window. There is a frost! I start getting dressed, I have breakfast and the bus comes down the road. When we arrive at school everybody shouts "In for table tennis?" We fight to see who is in for table tennis. We put the records on. Mr Miller comes in and turns off the record player and slams the door. Mr Miller rings the bell. We all go running into the classroom. We start working. First we do our handwriting cards, then we do our spelling and last of all we do reading. After play we do maths. After lunch we do weaving and other things. Now it is time to eo home.

Lindsay

Johnson

Std 3 The best thing I like is tennis. The best part in tennis is beating the other person but when the bell rings we all have to do MSM for half an hour, then we do a maths card and then I heard Mr Miller say "You may go out to play." Everybody ran out the door shouting, "I'm first for table tennis with Brendon," then Anita got the ball. Anita picked Lindsay and then Belinda said "Too late the bell has rung."

Brett

Chapman

Std 3

It is very quiet and cairn. It's so peaceful on the farm. The children going to school, the men on the farm using tools. While mothers are doing dishes we are at school doing our work and that is all. Then the bell rings and we all rush outside for it is playtime, so we yell and we hide. Next is maths time, hard work again. A long time after the bell rings. Screaming and yelling we push our way out for it's lunch time, we're going to have our lunch. Then we play for it is a very sunny day. Inside we run just as the

sun hides. /

inita Mcj

Donnell

Form 1 I like going to school in the school bus because the school bus goes faster than our car and it gets to school faster so we can play tennis. I like walking up my drive and when I walked up the drive I saw a wild cat. I jumped and it came after me and I got into top gear and ran for my life. Then I tell mum what took me so long to get home.

Shaun Robert

Manson

Age 7 Sometimes I sleep in and that makes me late so mum takes me to school. After I hang my bag up I go and play outside on the hills, I go with Shaun up to the magpies tree and Brendon and Lindsay follow us.

Shaun finds the nest and Lindsay grabs a long stick anH nnkes the nest.

Kelly

Chapman

Age 6 I come in the bus to the school, mum drives the bus. Sometimes when we get sick we don't go on the bus. We run up the concrete to play on the computer. Everybody shouts out first on the computer. Sometimes Mr Miller doesn't like us in the classroom and says get out. We go and play table tennis instead. Mr Miller rings the bell, we go in the classroom and do our handwriting. Mr Miller says we can go auietlv out to lunch.

Carla

Benson

Age 6