Te Manu Tukutuku Poem
I feel like a role model when I come in the school just like a All Black.
When I go in the hall I hear echos from all of the kids yelling.
I see all of the different colours in the classrooms.
I touch the light brown tables.
I smell the fresh new equipment and the whiteboard makers when we write on the whiteboard.
The wonderful walls have got crazy colours on them and they look amazing.
I can't wait for what happens this year