Cooking: Mackerel with Potatoes

*Happy Holidays*

Yippee… we have made it to the end of term 3… I’m sure a happy day for all!

Just taking a minute to remember our late secretary Melissa…I know you’re smiling down on us from heaven…rest in peace.

I’m looking forward to a lovely spring holiday, having fun with my beautiful new puppy, Duke (2 months old), working in the garden, renovating our pool, spring-cleaning, walks on the beach, shopping, and yeah term 4 planning and report writing too.

Whatever you’re planning on doing have fun, be safe and be happy.

Below are some of my favourite poems in appreciation of TEACHERS – thank you for the great job you do!


Partners
I dreamed I stood in a studio,
And watched two sculptors there.
The clay they used was a child's mind,
And they fashioned it with care.

One was a teacher; the tools used,
Were books and music and art.
One, a parent with guiding hands,
A gentle and loving heart.

Day after day the teacher toiled,
With a touch both deft and skilled.
The parent labored side by side,
And all the values filled.

And when at last their task was done,
They looked at what they'd wrought.
The beautiful shape of the precious child,
Could neither be sold nor bought.

And each agreed it would have failed,
If one had worked alone.
For behind the parent stood the school,
And behind the teacher, home.







Wonderful Teacher

With a special gift for learning
And with a heart that deeply cares,
You add a lot of love
To everything you share,
And even though
You mean a lot,
You'll never know how much,
For you helped
To change the world
Through every life you touched.
You sparked the creativity
In the students whom you taught,
And helped them strive for goals
That could not be bought,
You are such a special teacher
That no words can truly tell
However much you're valued
For the work you do so well.
[Author Unknown]





A Teacher for All Seasons

A teacher is like Spring,
Who nurtures new green sprouts,
Encourages and leads them,
Whenever they have doubts.

A teacher is like Summer,
Whose sunny temperament
Makes studying a pleasure,
Preventing discontent.

A teacher is like Fall,
With methods crisp and clear,
Lessons of bright colors
And a happy atmosphere.

A teacher is like Winter,
While it’s snowing hard outside,
Keeping students comfortable,
As a warm and helpful guide.

Teacher, you do all these things,
With a pleasant attitude;
You’re a teacher for all seasons,
And you have my gratitude!

[By Joanna Fuchs]







2 teach is



+ 2 touch lives

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4 ever

Mosaic Leaves & Mosaic Fish

Self-portrait in White

Gymnastics

What is Fenugreek

Fenugreek is a spice - the dried seeds of Trigonella foenum-graecum, a member of the pea family, and also an herb - the leaves of the same plant. Fenugreek grows in Eurasia, from the eastern Mediterranean to China. It is one of the important exports of India.
History. Fenugreek was among the medicinal drugs recognized by Ancient Egyptians as long ago as the 16th century BCE, and it was used in mummification. The dried seeds were also used in ancient Indian, Greek, and Arabic medical practice.
Description. Fenugreek is an annual that grows to a height of 4 to 20 inches (10 to 41 cm). The fenugreek plant has pale yellow or off-white flowers that bloom from June to July, and the spice is the seed that grows in a pod about 4 inches (10 cm) in length. There are about 20 yellowish-brown seeds in each pod, which harden when dried.
Food and Other Uses. Fenugreek is cultivated for culinary and medicinal use. The seeds have a bitter taste and rank a two of ten on the hotness scale. Ground fenugreek seeds are a traditional ingredient in Indian curry, in curry powders and pastes, and in the Bengali “five spice” mixture. Fenugreek seeds are used in Egyptian bread, and a coffee substitute is made of fenugreek in northern Africa. Fenugreek is also used in pickling.

Source:
http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-fenugreek.htm

Building Blocks Challenge

4th Place Soccer World Cup

Room 8's Soccer Team Brazil takes 4th place in the KRS Soccer World Cup Tournament. Well done boys for playing your hearts out throughout the tournament - you'll are going to be outstanding next year.

Self-portraits with Seeds

Cooking: Scrambled Eggs with Fenugreek

Scrambled Eggs with Fenugreek
Ingredients:
6 to 12 eggs; fresh fenugreek (as much as you like); 1 large onion; olive oil; salt

What to do:
1. Pour a little oil into a hot pan.
2. Lightly brown the diced onion.
3. Add the beaten eggs to the pan.
4. Throw in the washed and drained fenugreek.
5. Add salt to taste.
6. Cook on low heat.

How to eat it:
1. Butter two slices of fresh bread and spread the egg and fenugreek over with some tomato sauce to make a healthy and delicious sandwich.
2. Eat your scrambled eggs and fenugreek with sausages, bacon, sliced tomatoes and tomato sauce.

Yum! Yum! Yum!

Papier Mache Vases

How to make a Papier Mache Vase:

What you need: old newspaper; hard cardboard for the base 30cm x 20cm; lots of sellotape; glue-paste; lots of newsprint; paint and paintbrushes.

What to do:
1. Roll a strip of newspaper and stick it firmly to the cardboard base.
2. Continue rolling and sticking strips to build the wall of the vase.
3. To make the wall wider, glue the strips on the outside of the wall. To make the wall narrower, glue the strips on the inside of the wall.
4. Mix the glue paste with water till its weak and runny.
5. Dip wide strips of newsprint into the glue and stick it onto the vase, starting at the bottom and covering the entire vase inside out.
6. Leave your papier vase to dry for 2 weeks.
7. Draw lovely patterns on the vase with a sketching pencil.
8. Paint your vase in bright colours.
9. Make some putiputi with harekeke (flax flowers) for your vase.

Road-Patrollers

These are Mrs. Raman's dedicated road-patrollers; Zane (Room 18) and Reihana (Room 19)
Thank you for always being on time and for doing a great job helping Kelvin Road children to cross the road safely.
What good citizens you are!

Our School's Radio Station - 107.1 KRS FM

Here are our fantastic Kelvin Road School Radio Station DJs: Pooja and Kayla (Room 18) Willamina and Ngaio (Room 14) doing a fabulous job - you rock girls!!
Anyone who lives 7km around our school, will be able to pick up our school's radio station on 107.1 fm. Thank you for your support.

Cooking: Potatoes with Fenugreek

What to do:
1. Plant fenugreek seeds 2 weeks earlier.
2. You need fresh fenugreek washed and drained, 6 large potatoes peeled and diced into cubes, 1 diced onion, 1 diced tomato, little olive oil, salt, tumeric, electric frying pan.
3. Pour a little oil into the warm pan; add the diced onions and toss till golden brown.
4. Add the diced potatoes, tomatoes, one cup of water and salt to taste. Cover and cook for 15 minutes.
5. Throw in the fenugreek and cook for another 15 minutes till the potatoes are lovely and soft.
6. Serve with rice or bread - yum!

Persuasive Writing - Changing Seats

Do you think children should sit where the teacher says? I do. I think children should sit where the teacher puts them because if they sit anywhere they will just talk to their friends. If the teacher decides where to put them some clever children can help the ones that need help at their table. If everyone sits anywhere, it will be noisy in class. We should sit where the teacher says because there will be one or two clever children at each table. There will be one person from each reading group on the table. If the teacher decides where we sit, she makes mixed groups; like one person from the red group, yellow group, blue group, green group and orange group.
I think children should sit where the teacher puts them.


By Ariana Castles (Room 8)

Conservation Week 7 - 14 September 2008

From the website:
Get out and Meet the Locals during Conservation Week 2008!
DOC and TVNZ Family on TVNZ 6 are working together to help you get up
close and personal with the places, species and people who make
New Zealand unique. So what are you waiting for? Get out and
meet your locals!

In Loving Memory of our School Secretary

Dear Mrs Goodridge,
We are deeply saddened by your passing away on Tuesday 2nd September. We remember you as a kind and lovely lady who always had a smile and was ever helpful. We will miss you. May your soul rest in heaven's peace.

"Love is stronger than death even though it can't stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it can't separate people from love. It can't take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death."


Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free
I’m following the path God has laid you see.
I took His hand when I heard him call
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that peace at the close of day.

If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee
God wanted me now; He set me free.
[Butterfly Memorial Poems]


Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
[Mary Frye, 1932]



Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Whatever we were to each, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be the household word it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was;
there is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind
because I am out of your sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near just around the corner...
All is well. Nothing is past, nothing is lost.

One brief moment and all will be as it was before,
only better, infinitely happier
and forever we will be one together.
[Henry Scott Holland]


What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.
[Richard Bach]


RIP
Kree Raman & Room 8 Coolkids