school photographs

school photographs.

Dear photographer.

I am writing to you to express my opinion about the way take and arrange the class photographs.

clerly more people would buy the photgraphs if the red back drop when  was a green back drop because the red back drop should match the uniform.

It would be obvious that more people would buy the photographs if the size of the photo was bigger.

I realy feel that the grey Border should be red because it looks blank when its grey.

You will under stand that the people hoo are  missing should be photo shopped.

I’m absolutely certain that you should read my ideas most carefully. You may or may not agree with my opinions but please do consider them. I look forward to hearing back from you.

Yours sinceerely,

Jason mcCaughan

Haka poetry

Tangaroa and the Taniwha

It was dark and dreary, no one could see and it was as cold as ice. There was a rumble of thunder and a flash of lightning. The clouds were dark and brooding. The Maori had left Hawaiki in there waka in search of new land.

Suddenly from the moana rose a large taniwha. The taniwha looked like a green sea dragon, had sharp fangs and had a long body. The monstrous taniwha ate three wakas in a single gulp.

Hearing the sound of destruction brought Tangaroa to the surface to see what was happening. Tangaroa was a fearless giant god. He had muscles as big as the trunk of a kauri tree and a moko and long hair.

Tangaroa shouted at the taniwha “What are you doing in my moana?”  he whacked angrily at the taniwha cutting his flesh. The taniwha growled out in agony “ARGHHH”. The taniwha leaked blood turning the moana into a blanket of red. The taniwha lay in three pieces. That is how New Zealand came to be.

Waihaiaika

The Waka

“Ka mate, ka mate” is bellowed loudly from the rowing warriors. Holding tightly onto the oars with water flying up and splashing down on to the boat. The warriors stick their tongue out and widen their eyes. Stamp their feet and slap their thighs.

The boat is as long as a  taniwha. The carvings on the front of the boat  represent ancestors. As we approach the enemy island we chant “tokihi,tokihi”. WAR IS ALMOST US!” “ CHARGE!” Go my crew

The Wharenui

After reading 'Not Just a House' I created a labelled drawing of a wharenui

Powhiri Process