In week four the senior school went on a camp and had the time of our lives. The walks were long but we survived. The food was great and so was the view.
Here are some poems I made up
Obstacle Courses, Burma Trails
Making Bivouacs Without Using Nails
A Nice Walk Down To The Beach All The Waves Were Out Of Reach
And Now That We’re Back
We have Cleaned Our Pack
Muriwai beach camp Under the shining stars Rest kids dreaming of Mars
In the bush the next day
Waiting children want to play
Another day lies ahead
I want to rest my tired head
At camp we had 1 hour to build a bivouac and make a water proof structure and then our huts got judged and the teachers chose 1st, 2nd and 3rd. Luckily it didn't rain. We were so tired when we came back.
Kia ora Charlotte, Miss D here from Paparoa Range School. What an amazing hut you created. I like that you used materials that had already fallen from the trees, not live branches and leaves. Your poems are great, especially the final line, resting your tired head! I agree camp does make us tired. What was your biggest piece of learning you took from camp?
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