Silas Sailing On Ted Ashby

As I was sailing on the Ted Ashby I could feel the wind lashing through my hair, then icy wind started biting my face. When it was time to pull the main sail, I struggled as I heaved on the halliard as hard as I could. On the sides of Ted Ashby, waves were lapping and making strange sounds. As we headed towards the harbour it was time to hoist the sails so we could sail to the harbour bridge.

Our Fantastic Trip on the Ted Ashby

Sailing on the Ted Ashby ship was so freezing. The man who pulls the sails asked us if we would like to have a try at pulling up the main sail. As I was pulling I could feel icy wind biting my face. Sailing with the wind, my hair was blowing around so crazy. Waves were lapping against the Ted Ashby boat, as we sailed towards the Harbour Bridge.

Turuhira's Trip to the Maritime Museum

The icy-wind was biting my face as gale force winds blew the Ted Ashby boat along. My hair was in my face as the weather was cold. As we reached the Harbour bridge I could feel the breeze rushing down. Heaving and struggling, we pulled the sheet to lift up the sail.

Mary 's Trip story

As I was sailing, gale force winds were lashing my hair and icy raindrops were biting my face. Heaving with all our might, Room14 struggled, trying their very best to raise the sails.

While we were sailing, I saw wake trailing behind us, lapping against the boat.

Osana Goes Sailing

Sailing on the Auckland Harbour, the icy wind was biting my face. Being out on the cold water was really shivery. Pulling with all our strength, heaving and struggling we got the halliard to raise the sails. As we were sailing down to the shore we watched our wake trailing behind us. Gale force wind was lashing my hair as we were sailing away from the harbour bridge. After turning around I was able to see our flag flying in the sky. I felt awesome after the cool trip.

Ramona Goes Sailing

Sailing on the boat was really cold. It was windy and I was shivering as we were sailing along. As we were sailing, our wake trailed behind the boat. We had to pull the sheet, which was the rope, to raise the sails. We had to pull it as hard as we could. As we were heaving we were starting to struggle and scream. Gale force wind was lashing my hair as we sailed away from the harbour bridge.

Dillon Sails on the Ted Ashby

It was a windy day, a cold and gale force wind was biting my warm face on the Ted Ashby. When we were on the sail boat we went towards the Harbour bridge with the wind blowing against our clothes. The wind moved the boom left to right. The icy wind was blowing heavily and strongly.

Pulling and heaving with all my might the sails were slowly going up. I struggled as I heaved, pulling the sheet fast with the wind blowing on the sails. I was wondering if the sailors thought it was a hard job, because for me it was.

Our Fantastic Trip

As we were sailing on the deep blue sea, past the shore during our trip to Maritime Museum, the icy wind was biting my face. The big strong waves were lapping against our ship and our sails were luffing as we sailed towards the wind. The force of the wind blew my hair, as if i was a rock star. It was freezing out on the harbour yesterday.

Onosa'i's Trip to the Maritime Museum

Sailing in to the wind I heaved and struggled to pull the rope with all my might. With the wind, the sails billowed out, pushing us along. Icy wind was biting my face as we were going to the harbour bridge.

Our Pirate Story

Our group put our words from our stories about pirates in wordle net.It was cool because we liked to see our story in wordle. When you see big writing that is an important word from our stories, smaller words are less used ones.