We are Howick Intermediate 2018. We are five boys and five girls and our teacher is Marilyn.

Friday, 20 October 2017

Poem by Joel's auntie Jo

Joel 's mum,grandy and auntie visited the class on Wednesday morning.

THE POEM

B..Nanas

B.. nanas grow on great big bunches

Some people eat nothing else for their lunches.

The skin in NOT nice,

You MUST throw it away

BUT NOt on the foothpath or someone will say

THAT Child has NO sense,

No wisdom at all If you Slip

will have a great fall.

B..Nanas!

1 comment:

  1. Maree (Joel's Mum)22 October 2017 at 16:08

    It was such fun coming to visit you Room 25, we're glad you enjoyed the B-Nanas poem!

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