Bonus Activity: Crossing the Tasman
make a poem
The blerry night ear poping sight. The scarry time felt like it was two moths past away away we landend in new zeland with a glow on our face but a un confobile body shake. Now we have to get used to it .😢😢😢
Kia Ora Siyona,
ReplyDeleteWOW! I really liked your poem. It made me think about how for the people on the plane, it would have been a very long journey. They would also probably be quite nervous because no one had flown that journey before. When I went to Australia last year, it only took 4 hours; that's 10 hours less than the journey these men made all those years ago. That made me realise how far we have come, and how lucky I was to not have to spend 14 hours on a plane.
How do you think they would have adjusted to life in New Zealand?
Hazel :)