Aotearoa, Aotearoa, what do you think of the place Aotearoa?
This is what I think.
Aotearoa the place I was raised in. I love this place to bits. From Rotorua to Auckland. Loving friends, Loving teachers, but most important, Loving family. Having fun, hanging out with friends is all apart of life. But living life is the main thing.
Aotearoa, the place of many schools. I came from Western Heights Primary from down in Rotorua, all the way to Point England School. Best school in the world. Great students, great principals, but mainly great teachers. The school of many kids from near and far. Every person in the school represents their culture and are different in many ways. That's what a great school needs.
Aotearoa, the place I love to be. If I had some words to say, I'd say Theres no place I'd rather be.
Poem 2:
This poem I wrote at the museum with the help of Mrs Squires. Here it is.
Where I'm from I taste pork bones lingering on my tongue.
Where I'm from I smell sulphur from the hotpools like my brother after a rugby league game.
Where I'm from I hear birds chirping as noisy as my mother.
Where I'm from I see constructional works just like my dad building a house.
Where I'm from I feel like a bird in a nest. Finally I'm Home.
