Camp Programme

Camp Gear List

Basic Gear List for
Waipara Adventure Centre Camp 

(10-12th March)

All items must be clearly named please!

• Sleeping bag
• Pillow
• Pyjamas
• Toiletries (toothpaste/toothbrush, sanitary items, hairbrush, soap etc.)
• 2 towels (1 for swimming and 1 for showering)
• Swimwear/wetsuit
• Long trousers (preferably not jeans as they can become difficult to dry when wet)
• Shorts
• T-shirts
• Socks (include thick woolen socks)
• Underwear - enough for 3 days plus some extras
• Warm fleece jacket or woolen jersey
• Polypropylene (or wool) top and long johns
• Rain coat/parka (must be waterproof)
• Sturdy shoes for physical activities (must be lace up)
• Shoes for water activities
• Jandels to be worn in shower
• Warm hat/beanie
• Sunhat
• Sunscreen
• Sunglasses (optional)
• A tea-towel all plates and cutlery are provided for us, but each student will need a tea-towel to help with dishes)
• water bottle
• A container of home baking (for morning and afternoon teas)
• Camera (optional, not phones) 
• Daypack 
• Torch and spare batteries 
• Lunch and snacks for the first day

Duathlon

Reminder that we have Duathlon tomorrow.  Students will need to remember their bikes, warm clothes, running shoes, drink bottles and food.  They are also encouraged to wear their house colours, particularly if they are in Rāpaki ;)

MORE Poetry Samples from Week 3

Inspired by BBCs Winter Olympics trailer

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I am the controller
I decide whether you fall
I make the ice and snow
I know your weaknesses
Keep going
I will tell you when to fall.

Think twice, think again
Do you want to challenge me?
The cold, the freezing cold
Weaves through your clothes turning them into ice
Keep going
I will tell you when to fall.

I bring the avalanche upon you
I can make it go fast, I can make it go slow
As you make your way down I follow, getting closer and closer
Your fears get worse and so does your confidence
Keep going
I will tell you when to fall. 

Written by Freya

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Be prepared
Risk death everyday
Ice like glass
Rain and snow are here to stay
Beware of the haunting chill.

Written by Jake

 

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I'm nature

Cold, wet and damp

I have a great big chill

I run down your back.

You slide your way round my track

While I sit and watch

As you slide 

My crystals drip and shine across your arms.

Written by Emily

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Howling wind bringing ice-cold snow

Throwing it in my face again and again

Stray pieces of snow find their way to my neck

I have shivers, only now do I wish for rain.

The icicles on the ledge above me quiver menacingly

I push off the snow with my poles

Twisting and turning, dodging dangerous objects

It is good there are no holes.

Written by Jonas

The Howling Weather

The howling wind
Snow raining down, down
Wind wailing
Trees moving like grass.

Written by Tanaya

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Snowboarders getting geared up for their dangerous day
Purring down, snow blowing, people off their feet
Rock hard ice in an isolated area
Huskies pulling boxes of swerving supplies.

Written by Holly

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Gusting wind funneling into the caves
Hidden in the side of a mountain
Icicles hanging dead from the top of the cave
Like bats hibernating.

Contestents ready for the halfpipe
Gold metals handing from their hooks
Ready to go round peoples necks
A lonely podium wait for the winners.

The Sochi games are about to begin...

Written by Lily

Poetry Samples from Week 3

Inspired by Cec. Fisher's poem entitled 'Memories and the Pain' 

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They took our food, weapons and lives
They took our land, but gave us God
They grabbed our children and stole our wives
All the memories and the pain.

All the sadness, without any gain
They brought two types of people the blacks and the whites
Sometimes I wonder if we're all still sane
Our world is destroyed with double the fights.

Written by Bo and Josh

Memories and Fear

I heard it coming like tiles cracking
Cracks appeared on the driveway
Terror and fear all in the air
People ran to the nearest safe spot
Things rose from the ground
Thinking of memories and fear.

A watery material under my feet as I struggled to walk, stumble, even crawl
To my loved ones, to feel safe in their arms
Rumbles, no light, screams were getting worse
As furniture, ornaments, decorations fell off,
Fell over and broke
Everything gone
Memories and the fear.

Written by Alice

Blood and Glory

The horse's legs stride through the thick bush
Into the blood shed battlefield
Where the warriors blood trickles through the rocks
With all the blood and glory.

The archers draw their bows back
And aim up in the air
They release the flax weaved string and let their arrows fly
With all the blood and glory.

Written by Finn and Max

Memories and the Pain

You took my home, you took my life
You pilfered everything for your personal gain
You left me with nothing, but
The memories and the pain.

Time to find a new beginning
Start a new life because nothing remains
I should not stand and let this happen
Leave me with the memories and the pain.

Written by Ben H.

Take the Pain

You descend upon us
Like a white wave
Taking our home and families
Imprisioned us just because of what we are
And no apology.

One day you shall take the pain. 

Written by Ari

Poetry samples from Week 1

Inspired by A.R.D. Fairburn's poem entitled 'The Estuary'

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Flax feathers sway to the flamingo singo dance

Dolphins leap in the moonlight

The sound of crackling waves shiver up my spine

Time passes and the sea settles.

I wonder away in the night

Unreal, unread the earths great treasures

Unreal, unread the sand between my toes

Time passes and the sea settles.

Written by Oscar

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Fiji tropical island
Crystal clear water as bright as the sun
The soft silky sand between my toes
Waves splashing against the rocks.

Diving with the gold sparkling fish
Floating shells under the giant moon
Laying on the soft warm beach
The wind dies down and I go to sleep.

Written by Jacob

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Hot temperatures make me sweat

The sand still at a scorching temperature

Its squishing between my toes

The minor waves rolling up shore

The shiny paua reflects the suns light making it hard to see.

Surfer's boards shoot up in the air and back down in the distance

The humid air is warm

Fish are swimming around a big piece of driftwood

Seagull feathers fall next to my hand, I chase the feathers into shore

Walking up the beach, sand sticking to my feet.

Written by Amelia

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