My weekend

 My Weekend

On the weekend I went to my dad's work yard to do up his trailer. At work I was bored so I asked my dad if I could drive his spare truck, and he said “yes” so I was happy. 

I got in the truck, put my seatbelt on and started it up, let out the hand brake, put it in first gear and let out the clutch slowly, then I was off. 

My passenger was my cousin Blair.

Blair was trying to get me to go in second gear but I was too scared because my dad told me to stay in first. I acted like I was driving in a DAF truck. Blair had a go and he did a bunny hop when he took off. He's not a confident driver so my brother kicked me out and went with Blair. 

 I had lots of fun because I had hot chips when we got home.

Toroa bio poem

 WALT: take information from a non fiction text to complete a bio poem. 

Toroa 

Taonga,        Harmless,            Protected,           Serene

Lover of  their preferred habitat, the freezing Southern Ocean.

Who feels happy to hang out with whanau when they are on land. 

Who needs a tubenose to remove salt from their nose and body.

Who gave Maori their bones to make spear tips.

Who fears longlining fishing boats and the thousands of baited hooks they set. 

Who wold like humans to stop polluting the ocean with oil, pesticides and rubbish.

Who comes from a common ancestor, 65 million years ago of penguins.

Albatross 

welcome to my 2021 bloger

 

                                                    This is me in Te Kauru. 2021