The sparkles in the glistening, glittering, gleaming sea caught my attention.The cool, freezing, crashing, splashing sea was blue in colour, but was swelling happily.The shell’s rough, energizing surface was so fun and slippery.A cicada chorus was chirping in unison, breath taking and wonderous.The crystal clear ocean had hunting birds focusing on the lush, squishy shells.
By Jeena, Szofia, Sarah’s group
As the waves crashed and
bashed against me, it summoned shells onto the beach. I felt something as the
waves reached my legs. They were slapping lazily against the sandy shore.
By Emmy, Big Q, Jesse and Oliver’s group
Go
explore Shakespear. Visit the ice cold water on a hot summer’s day. Experience
the rough waves in the strong, bubbly water. Have fun in the prickly grass and
listen to shrill bird sounds. There is sharp, but soft sand to relax on and
enjoy the sounds.
By Georgia, Toby, Ruby and Bella’s group
The
grass sweeps aside, as the whistling wind blows. My toes are numb from the
foaming, rough waves. The warm sand comforts my numb toes.
By Millie, Alfie, Connor, Cooper and Kyah’s group
The
glistening sea rubbed against my toes. The colourful shells lay at the edge of
the shore, waiting to be taken in by the sea.
Lakshmi, Phoebe, Ella, Lincoln, Sarah’s group
The revitalising water is invigorating me. The prickly grass hurts, when I step on it. I was buried in the damp, cold sand. The mini tsunami hit my feet, as I shivered in the icy cold water. The scalding sun burned my feet, whilst I was walking on the sand.
By Udo, Michaela, Jess, Aiden (I think), TC, SH’s group
Sweeping,
translucent shells are scattered around the curving shoreline. Those shells
were cast up by the waves that are now lapping lazily against the sandy shore.
Maybe group 2?
Shakespear
Park has shimmering waves and water. The foamy, rough, ice cold water makes me
gasp, as a wave gives me a hug. The grass irritates us, as we stride towards
the crunching of shells and waves.
By Megan, Aiden, Demi, Charlene, Almeer’s group
Beautiful
beaches are gleaming in the hot summer sun. Vibrant green grass surrounds us.
Shimmering waves lap onto the bright beach.
No name on worksheet group – sorry guys!
The
sand was thin and soft. It felt like standing on solid air. Shakespear is a
glorious place to stare at and enjoy the view of Rangitoto and Auckland city. The
balmy breeze is caressing my skin and the sharp shells clitter and clutter
under our feet. The ocean laps and ripples over the dust like sand.
By Macy and Eli’s group
The
pukekos are dashing through the long grass. The trees are growing in this
magical forest. Majestic and beautiful the beach lies, where puhutakawa trees
are growing like a magical forest. It’s so peaceful here, you should come!
By team 1 – no names, sorry guys
As I
arrive at Shakespear Regional Park, I see the beautiful trees and flax. As I walk
along the sand, I see the sparkling, glooming, refreshing sea. It feels like I
am right at home. At Shakespear I always see all types of birds, when I go on a
trail here, like tuis, fantails and pukekos. There is no place I’d rather be.
By “The native squad” – whatever that means!
The
glistening water was shining brightly in the blistering sun, as the people were
sunbathing on the soft, sandy beach. The view went on for miles. Everyone was
swimming in the clear water with a view of the city.
By Sophie, Keertan, William, Deon and Isabelle’s group
The
sun shone down on the glistening water. The water was making huge swells, as it
washed up on the shore. Your feet sink into the mushy sand, as you step onto
it. When you step into the water, you get a chill up your spine, as jelly fish
surround you.
By Alex, Nate, Sophie, Hunter, Connor
As
we look out to the amazing view of Rangitoto and the city, the blue wate is so
translucent and glimmering that you wish you were in it.
The
glistening waves make much noise, while blinding you. The sand goes between
your toes and gives you a tickle.
Group 5 – no names, sorry guys!
Walking
into the place and hearing parrots on those wonderful trees is so neat. When I
look straight, there is glimmering sand and shining, colourful shells.
Group 2 – no names, sorry guys!
The
dotterels are protecting their precious eggs. The sand is crumbling like a
cookie, as we are crushing shells under our feet. My feet skim the soft, smooth
rocks on the silent, calm beach. I can feel the swift breeze go across my red,
rosy cheeks. The emerald waves crash on the sandy, smooth shore. The gigantic
cliffs shadow the sandy shore and the pearly ocean. The transparent worm
wiggles around in the silky soft sand. The dazzling shells glimmer in the
scorching hot sun.
By Nora, Alexie, Frey, Carlos’ group
I
see flax bushes swaying gracefully in the wind. My whole body is caked in sand
and the wind is flowing past my face.
Group 2 – no names, sorry guys!
Sea
gulls are gently drifting on the wave. The forest of seaweed is hiding tiny
creatures. Hitting the ice cold water makes me gasp.
By group 4 – no names, sorry!!
The
shells look like clouds that have been frozen. The damp sand cools me down
pleasantly. There are dainty, fragile shells and gritty sand between my toes.
By group 1 – no names, so sorry!!
