Hello everyone, in Year 5 our current unit of inquiry is How We Express Ourselves. We have been looking into the Central Idea that Communities are defined through their expression of self. In this unit we have been looking at Poetry and Art. For our poetry unit we have been looking at Banjo Patterson and different types of poetry like haiku, quatrains, bush ballads, shape poems, acrostic and spoken word poetry. We are learning to make more poems ourselves and use literary devices like similes and metaphors. Maybe you can make them too.
In our Visual Arts learning we inquired into interpretation versus intention. We discovered that an artist’s intention and a viewer’s interpretation can be different, and that it’s okay! We expressed ourselves in our unit of inquiry by drawing our own tags (on paper, of course!) and developed our own understanding of graffiti, if it's art or vandalism. We have a lot of different opinions, but we have come to the conclusion that it needs to be pleasing, be approved and add value to the area that it is displayed in. Tagging we decided is definitely vandalism. We learnt about Bansky and visited the Banksy exhibition earlier this year, where we were able to immerse ourselves in their art. For those that haven’t heard, Banksy is a street artist, whose identity remains a secret. Banksy’s artworks always leave a message, to not just girls and boys but other people who view art in different ways and not just people who paint art. And that’s what we’ve been learning in art.
We hope you appreciate how we have expressed ourselves by reading and viewing some of our poetry and artworks, and wonder if your interpretation is different from our intention.
By Charlie H, Ava H, Amelia G, Charlie Q, Chloe S and Lincoln W
Welcome to the Eiffel
A nice morning breeze
Where all stress begins to ease.
Come to the top for food that's fancy
And music that might get you dancing.
And then in the night you will see
The beautiful light of the tower.
Darcy M
The Tragedy
Innocent people happy as can be
Dancing, twirling, smiling like me.
The lives of the children as they play on the boat
Knowing, hoping it would stay afloat.
Beautiful ball gowns enjoying the night,
Not knowing that this would be their last sight.
Lifeboats calm cats in the warmth of a fire,
For they were unaware they’d not yet retire.
The beauty of a boat more important than a life.
Men bravely saying goodbye to their children and wife
As they watch them go
To savour their life.
Falling into the water late that night
So scared that I would lose my life
Water so cold it felt like a knife.
Fear all around us, no joy in sight.
On that fateful and very sad night.
Just a little more left and a bit more slow
Then maybe the bow would not have gone down below.
As we look back at the lives that were lost
May they be remembered and never forgotten.
Jessica R.
Goodbye
Imagine this…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Children cries brings tears to our eyes.
Grey clouds roll in with our sin.
A heavy coat of lava weighs them down.
No time to say goodbye.
Lives were lost, never found.
Amelia G.