PB4L ( Postive behaviour for learning)

Thursday, 28 May 2015

Digital Citizenship - Think About the Photos You Post

Today with Ms Fothergill, we talked about this important aspect of being a good digital citizen.
Here is the Padlet we made with the take-aways from our learning (not KFC and Mcdonalds takeaways!)

We are also creating some visual reminders to remind others of these important messages - watch this space!

Sunday, 17 May 2015

ANZAC- Lelani


Diary of Private Ellis Silas - May 1915

    1 May 1915
Today we killed and lost more men than usual . I’m devastated, is this what hell feels like? Seeing men fly through the air as grenades hit them?
2 May 1915
Most men made it to the other side and into the trench. As soon as we got out the Turks shot us , I was able to get through while my mate and others got shot . I tried to help but I was useless . I left them...
3 May 1915
Our supplies are getting cut off – Turks have complete command of the roads which we have to go through. I still haven’t gotten through the fact that I was useless when it came to helping my mate.
4 May 1915
Men called out to me to make a run for it ‘ the snipers will get you stupid’ However I was tired of running away, I was taking a
Chance. I got shot in the left shoulder , I think the Turks were being nice in a way.
5 May 1915
At 6 P.M we marched off. Half way up the hill we had a rest and a quick snack, then off we went again getting ready to attack.We were to attack 7 P.m. sharp. Lieutenant Gibbs looked at his watch “ 7 o’clock lads, time to attack” Up we rushed, it was horrible. The screams of wounded, bursting of the shells and the defining sounds of the rifles. “ Take cover, I'll give you a signal when to come out” I soon took cover, and waited for the signal.
30 minutes passed when I got the signal. There weren’t much men their. I wondered what we were going to do when we get to the top.
6 May 1915
As we made it to the top today, Turks started shooting us from all directions, General Margolin got shot several times, he is still alive...for now.
7 May 1915
As I walked up to the men, one stopped me and asked what my name was and what the password was. I looked at him and asked ‘ Don’t you remember me? We came on the same ship here, its me Silas’ He let me in. I  walked in and saw General Margolin, he was still alive. I walked up to him and asked if everything was OK. They didn’t answer. I knew what they meant.
12 June 1915

As I write this, I am in deep pain. I won’t make it through the night. I got shot several times. 

Dear Mamma,

I won't make it through the night. I promised you just before I went, I will come back, I promised. I'm sorry.

Your loving son, Ellis Silas 




Thursday, 14 May 2015

The poppies remembrance by Xander

The poppies remembrance

The red poppy has become a symbol of war remembrance the world over. People in many countries wear the poppy to remember those who died in war or who still serve. In many countries the poppy is worn around armistice day ( 11 November) but in New Zealand it is most commonly seen around ANZAC day 25 April. 

When the war stopped.

The first world war finally ended after four long years of fighting, on November 11th 1918. The guns stopped on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

Millions of people were killed in the war and millions more were injured. In the years since 1918 even more people have died in the wars around the world including, of course, world war 2.

Why poppies are important.

Poppies make a very good symbol for remembrance for several reasons. They were the only flower that grew easily on the battlefields after World War One. They're very delicate flowers too, that only live for a short time, which is rather like the young men killed in battle.

Where the poppies grew.

In late 1914, the fields of Northern France and Flanders were once again ripped open as World War One raged through Europe's heart. Once the conflict was over the poppy was one of the only plants to grow on the otherwise barren battlefields.

I am writing this blog post because not much people know a lot about poppies,why they are important,where they grew and when the war stopped.

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Adahs ANZAC poem

The ANZAC army had such great might, and would never go down without a fight, they were amazing and wonderful at what they did and would always be true, no lies, no fibs. Soldiers and soldiers, side by side wearing the medals with pride. To be in the ANZAC army would really be an honor, we would be brave, confident and as tall as a tower and when they fought, they fought with power,while they grew and grew just like a flower. They were the soldiers with huge and big hearts, I know it must have been hard to be apart, but we know that that fought for us, so we will be forever thank full no matter what. All these soldiers had friends and family, all they wanted was to live free with no worry! Some went to war with no fear and as they wrote their letters, the were crying and crying with many tears, but the letters made their family worry with pain as they stare at their faces in the dusty frame. The friends had believed In them so much, but felt as if they weren't coming back without their touch. The soldiers had the most golden smile and no mountain was high enough, nothings too far, not 12 or 10 miles. They were loyal, trustworthy and fun at their own pace and because of them, we always had faith. So for soldiers everywhere I say thank you, thank you because for now we are safe, the war is done and through.  


Wednesday, 13 May 2015

why the poppys are so special? By Alex

The red poppy has become a symbol of war remembrance the world over. People in many countries wear the poppy to remember those who died in war or who still serve. In many countries, the poppy is worn around Armistice Day (11 November), but in New Zealand it is most commonly seen around Anzac Day, 25 April.
In Flanders field
The red or Flanders poppy has been linked with battlefield deaths since the time of the Great War (1914–18). The plant was one of the first to grow and bloom in the mud and soil of Flanders.

A poem by Lieutenant Colonel John
In flanders field the poppies blow That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Armistice means an agreement made by opposing sides in a war to stop fighting for a certain time; a truce.

Diary of Alice Keyte from June 4- June 10 1915

Diary of Alice Keyte 

June 4, 1915
Things here are just too awful for words ... we found only a bare piece of ground with wounded men in pain, still in filthy, bloodstained clothes, lying next to stones. As we lacked tents, beds or medicines, we could do little for most of our patients.

June 5, 1915
We’re forced to treat patients in the open, as wounded men lay on the rocky ground begging for water. Their tents and other supplies have not arrived after several weeks. Our patients are suffering and so are we, I cannot wait till this war is over but I am glad to do this for my country.

June 6, 1915
We can hear guns rumbling in the distance as ship after ship loaded wounded soldiers discharging their bloodied cargoes. O how much pain they may be in for they have suffered a lot. We have very little water for bathing. Someone here has had poor sanitation which led to outbreak of dysentery, since the outbreak we have had a devastating for us on the island.

June 7, 1915
This winter has brought soldiers suffering gangrene and frostbite. Most of our tents have been blown to the ground from the icy winds and rains.

June 8, 1915
Other than on hospital ships, Lemnos Island is the closest the women are only 60 kilometers away from Gallipoli. This island is swarming with flies and so little water we get just about none for ourselves but the soldiers need it more for they are the people battling and we are only the nurses, We are no more special than they are.

June 9, 1915
Half of our patient have come to disease causing a few of the nurses to fall back and hide away as they cannot put up with the lives being lost. I've been told that the end of it will come at last but from what I have been seeing I am not sure if it is true. Living on bully-beef and hard-tack is much to hard for us, if only we could have something else.

June 10, 1915
People have been saying there are have said their are Turkish snipers on the other side of the island waiting for the right time to attack, people have become awfully afraid; some of the nurses have started hiding away and taking more food than usual for hiding. I know they would not be there for our soldiers would have taken them out.

By Joanne with help from my sister Tina.

My poem Crosbie

The Anzac soldiers young and brave,
Numbers among numbers now have a grave
They travelled for years 
And grew to have many fears,
But despite all the tears, 
the Anzac soldiers they all still cared.
They  fell tired  
but they were all still inspired 
to fight for our country 
the flag 
and  our king.
100 years  on 
We  will still sing the national anthem
as it is our special  song
And the tradition remains the same  
At dawn 
we will remember them. 

A letter from a nurse war

Dearest Mumma. 
I think of you every day and it gets me through the hardship.
The conditions hear are terrible my ward has 500 men in it and we get 50 sick or wounded men a day but alas the only thing we can do is let them lay there or give them a horribly painful surgery.
My dear friend Juniper keeps talking of the horrible diseases that we try to cure but the only thing we are doing is risking us getting sick.
I hope this letter finds you well.
Yours faithfully Melisa.

To my daughter Melisa.
I do wish I could be with you at this moment for I would have enrolled if I did not have to care for your sister Cassie, she worries for you and your fathers life, he has wrote a letter to me that I did not feel was good for Cassie to read as it talks of death and hardship as I do want her to think positive of this war.
Yours forever more Mumma.

Monday, 11 May 2015

Logan's recipe for ANZAC biscuits

ANZAC biscuits

  • 1 cup flour
  • 1 cup caster sugar
  • 1 cup desiccated coconut
  • 2 cups rolled oats
  • 125g butter
  • 2 tbsp golden syrup
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 3 tbsp boiling water

1.Heat oven to 180C (160C fan bake). Line two baking trays with nonstick 

baking paper. Place flour, caster sugar, coconut and oats in a bowl and stir to combine. Make a well in the centre.

2. Place butter and golden syrup in a saucepan to melt, or microwave in a bowl to melt. Dissolve baking soda in boiling water. Add melted ingredients and dissolved baking soda to dry ingredients and mix to combine.

3.Roll spoonfuls into balls and press onto prepared baking trays, allowing space for biscuits to spread while cooking.

4. Bake for 15 minutes or until firm and golden brown. Remove to a wire rack to cool, and enjoy!

by Logan

recipe from http://www.nzwomansweekly.co.nz/food/recipes/anzac-biscuits/

A diary by a soldier

A diary by a solider 

 April 25 

 1915 We landed on the Turkish soil under the horrific fire from enemy trenches. The Battalions lost 17 Soldiers and 200 Soldiers were wounded. I lay in the open from 7 a.m. to 5 p.m. and I did not get a scratch. We dug all night long. The snipers were going all night. 

April 26

 1915 9 .a.m. The Soldiers ordered to attack and take a village held by a enemy snipers. Village taken about 11 a.m. -casualties on our side slight. 11.30 a.m: Same regiments ordered to take a strongly held  redoubt about 500 yards south of the village, which was completed about 3 .p.m. - the trenches being taken at the point of the bayonet. The Dubs were first to charge from about 200 yards from the trenches. The Turks did not wait, and when the Soldiers got to the trenches we found a German officer and six Turks who gave in. Sergeant Major Bennet was killed leading his Coy [company]. He was buried where he fell by a party of X Coy, and I put a rough cross on his grave with a small inscription.

April 28

 1915 General advance ordered, we were detailed for Supports. About 11am, word came back for us. Started to join firing line but Coy Officer, myself and five men got cut off from remainder of Coy. Met a Coy of Lancs Fus and joined them. Advanced over fire-swept ground, bullets hopping all around, my luck must have been in. Got within 600 yards of enemy trench, could not see any of them, but blazed away into their trenches. Hope I accounted for some of them. Dug in that night but were not attacked. Did not have a wash since 24/4/15 but managed to change my socks tonight.

May 1
About 5 .p.m. enemy started a heavy shrapnel fire on our trenches. Three of us were having some tea in rear of our trench when one of them burst overhead and a splinter struck the ground about a foot away from me. 9  .p.m. they started an attack: I am sure I will never forget that night as long as I live. They crept right up to our trenches (they were in thousands) and they made the night hideous with yells and shouting Allah, Allah. We could not help mowing them down. Some of them broke through in a part of our line but they never again got back as they were caught between the two lines of trenches. Some of the best men in the Regiment killed. When the Turks got to close quarters the devils used hand grenades and you could only recognise our dead by their identity discs.

Link to website I used

Hayley's lettter from a solider

Dear Momma

As the days goes by more people are dying.

The other day I could have died but the bullet missed me and hit my helmet.

My best friend Jack died yesterday from a bombing in the night when the bombing started we woke up and started to run but sadly jack didn't make it he was behind me and a bomb hit the trench right were he was running and sadly he didn't make it pass the bomb that hit the trench.

Tomorrow night I am going on my Donkey to go and capture the Radio man from the Country we are fighting so they don't know where we are.

I can here the Troops getting closer and closer. I am starting to be scared I wanna come home but I am going to be that strong Man that you always want me to be and I will make you proud Momma. I Promise you I will make it back to you Momma I promise.

Peoples faces and finger tips are getting eaten by rats when they sleep in the trench's, but they can't feel the rats eating there faces and finger tips because they only get three hour sleeps, so they make the most of little sleep they get. I don't want my finger tips or check bones eaten.

Your humble son Robert.

ANZAC poems

To The Soldiers....

On the 25th of April
You went down to the battle field
Shooting fighting just for us 
Trying your hardest but accidentally die
Mighty mighty muscles you have
Through the muddy lands you go
You march on and look back
And glanced at the big red poppies
We will wear one on the day
And remember every year

100 years anniversary
Lest we forget......

To The Grey Angles...

What really hard work you have done
Saving the lives of lots of men
The only women that had to go
Taking risks of being around the battle field
Being a part of the army core
I know it is not that easy
Having a lot of pressure on you
You all take it carefully
We will do the same to you
Wear a poppy on the day
Just to remember you....

100 Years Anniversary
Lest we forget

By Sky
11/5/2015 :)

Sunday, 10 May 2015


Why are poppies so special?

When the war stopped
Millions of people were killed in the war and millions more were injured. In the years since 1918 even more people have died in the wars around the world including of course world war 2 But The first world war finally ended after four long bloody years of fighting, on November 11th 1918. The guns stopped on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

About McCray
A doctor called John McCray, who was working to help soldiers in France wrote a poem in 1915 about the poppies growing on the graves of dead soldiers.

World war 1
In late 1914, the fields of Northern France and Flanders were once again ripped open as World War One raged through Europe's heart. Once the conflict was over the poppy was one of the only plants to grow on the otherwise barren battlefields.

The color is important too what does the bright red remind you of Can you see why some people might think that fields of poppies look like fields of blood.

letter of a soldier

Dear Mama

I have been shot in the leg and most of my battalion is sadly dead and my friends are coming back with no arms or legs.

after a few days the war started to stand still both sides needed food and water but there was no way we would not be able to get to it without being shot.

It was now or never the military orders us to stand up and sprint towards the Germans. I don't think i will make it back.

the food here is horrible we have a low ration of food and the worst food I have ever tasted Maconochie it is just chunky meat with peas and thin gravy most of us just spit it out and wait for more food to we get nerves to try it again.

we made it threw the first few German trenches before we need to take their headquarters which I will now need to do we are leaving soon  

Tell my brother that when he gets back from Australia and Ledia tell her I love her and to keep my son away from Germany I will be back home soon.

love your son Bryon

by Matthew

here is a link to my slide show and my research


Why is the poppy a symbol for anzac day?

The poppy has been linked with the battlefield deaths since the time of the great war, (1914-1918) . The poppy was was one the first plants to grow and bloom in the mud and soil of Flanders. The connection was made by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae in his poem In Flanders field.
 Image result for poppies

The poem-In Flanders fields the poppies blow.Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky. The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago. We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe. To you from failing hands we throw. The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die. We shall not sleep, though poppies grow. In Flanders fields.  
                                               (Amid means surrounded by, in the middle of)

I chose this topic because I didnt know the poppy poem or why the poppy was a symbol of anzac.