Plants

Plants
No green
No leaves
No pollen
No food
.Flowers lost From each branch,Leaves brown as dark as dirt.
Leftover leaves ruffles as the Wind blows, no other movement is Made.
Plant stays still laying there.
No fruit
No colour
No roots
No life.

For topic we are learning about the land, sea and sky. I wrote this poem about a dead plant.

Room 7's Matatriki art

 In room 7 we did some art for matariki. The korus in this art represent how many people are in there family.

All I want is a Perfect Summer

This is a book me and Isabella wrote together. Hope you like it!