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Weta Workshop Poem

   Tree Weta   

   By Caitlyn and Zoe

       Creeping, crawling, up, down.

              Searching, Searching for a place to stay.

     

               Burrow in hollowed wood, under leaves,

                 blends in with leaves and wood.

          Lives in gaps of caves and in holes of pohutukawa trees.                                                               

                    

            Head: Antennae like whiskers off dogs and cats,

                Eyes like little chocolate chips.

                Thorax: brown, like chocolate and dirt.

              Legs look like twigs, sharp like hook grass.

            Abdomen: girl, long, curved c shaped ovipositor,

                    Boy, short curved cerci.

 

              Preys on lichens, leaves, flowers,

                   seed heads and fruit.

            Life cycle, laid in autumn and winter,

                   hatching in spring.

         

             Threats, rats, mustelids, reptiles,

                   cats, birds and bats

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                                                         Netball

Netball, Goal attack

I love Netball,

I love goal attack.

I like getting the goals for the team.

I feel free when I shoot.

Other teams pass.

        Pass, pass intercept our teams got it

                                                Pass, Pass, Shoot and goal.

Goal, Goal, Goal, Goal, Goal, Goal, Goal

We were playing the team that we could never beat.

The coach just couldn’t keep up with the game.

We were passing too fast.

Then slow, shoot, Goal.

It felt so amazing getting the goals.

It felt like getting a front flip on the trampoline.

                                                           By Caitlyn

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