Figs, dates, pomegranates, wheat, barley, olives and grapes!  These were the staples of Ancient Hebrew cuisine.

We were happy to identify some of these trees and leaves and then taste each of the seven foods as we finished Part 1 of our Hebrew Main Lesson.

Painting images from the stories, reciting poetry and singing has helped to bring this topic to life.

Our spelling words each week come from our main lesson topic.

During the week we complete colourful activities to help us remember the spelling of the words before a spelling quiz and dictation on Fridays.

This tests our memory to see if we can remember how each of the words look.  We are building up words that we know how to spell to help us with our Journal Writing each week. 

Sprouting seeds in gardening with Matthew has fit in well with the beginning of our Farming Main Lesson.

As I write we are looking forward to our excursion to Beatrix’s Farm.  We are lucky to have a farming family in our class with a beautiful local farm. 

We are looking forward to visiting cattle yards and learning about cattle care, silage and seeing the tractor.

We will see the sheep yards and feed the sheep some lupins, feed the chooks and pull the yabby traps.  Bea is hoping we can do some yabby racing for fun, if we have time!

We will also see where the creek and dams have been fenced off and replanted which helps capture nutrients to improve water quality in the inlet. 

There is so much to learn about farming!  So far we have considered how farming began, as well as how the seasons affect farming, what farms provide for us and what farmers actually do. 

It is humbling to think of all the skills and work of farmers in hand with the sun and rain and seasons that brings our food to market and shops for us.

Next week we will turn cream into butter and grind grain before baking bread.

Cubby building in the paperbark forest is a time of teamwork, creativity and cooperation on Bush afternoons. 

We are enjoying the days of late summer;

Bunaru

Sun hot, sky blue

I hear the black cockatoo

Eating honkey nuts high in the tree

Raining their meals down on me

No rain, no rain, its hot and dry

Wildflowers burst into the sky

The coolest place the shade or beach

A thunderstorm just out of reach

Lisa