This is a poem from a group of Year 4 students in K4 who were contemplating what might have happened to the old classroom block over the holidays.Old
Falling down
Water trickling down
Squeaky doors. Deserted classrooms.
The building!
Vanished into the earth
Torn down by a taniwha
Sunk by giant taniwha at midnight
Living again in an underground city
good work K4
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