Goodmorning everyone and welcome to Thursday week 5!!
We have a busy day ahead as we prepare for Mission Day tomorrow.
The children have been very busy organizing popcorn bags, advertisements and practicing the Mission Day Mass that we will lead!!
Whats happening today?
COME READ WITH ME
During this time the teachers did some 1:1 reading with students and completed some running records. We also had our buddies come over and help with reading.
Some strategies we were practicing today during come read with me were…..
Thanks to the parents and friends that came to read with us today!!
RECONCILIATION – SORRY PRAYERS
What is this week?
- Rehat: We looked at the flags of the Aboriginal people
- Ruby: It is reconciliation week
- Mia: its about the Aboriginal people
- Ann: We share with the Aboriginal people, they were the first ones in Australia
Why do we say sorry?
- Nathaniel: White people were rude to the Aboriginal people
- Jed: we pushed them off their land. They said get off this land
- Mia: They said bad things to them like get off the land
- Rehat: They tried to push them out of the land and take it from them
- Cierra: We took their land
- Daksh: They came on boats
- Sampan: They took the Aboriginal peoples houses
We then listened to a story about sorry day…
A long, long time ago, we lived with our families in this land Australia. We had our own bits of land, just like you and your family. It was our home, and we loved it, just like you and your family.
We danced and sang and played music on our land, and we looked after our babies on our land, just like you and your family. We hunted and dug for food on our land too, and we found water in the desert. We loved our big backyard, just like you and your family.
Our skin was very dark brown- so dark that we almost looked black. Our dark skin was like magic. It stopped us getting sunburnt by the hot Australian sun. We had no shops, so we couldn’t buy hats and sunscreen.
One day a ship came from far across the sea. On the ship were lots of people with pink skins. Their skins were so pale they almost looked white.
They looked at our dark brown skins and were scared, because we weren’t pink like them. They saw our spears that we used for hunting food and thought we were dangerous animals. They didn’t see that we had feelings, just like them. They wanted to chase us away so they could live on this land.
They didn’t want to see us dance or hear our music. They didn’t want to learn how to hunt and dig for food, and how to find water. They just wanted our land for themselves.
They didn’t want to share. They just grabbed our land and pushed us off.
We tried to fight them, but their spears went BANG and hurt us.
Then they caught us and made us do all their jobs for them.
They stole our paintings and sold them, and kept the money for themselves.
They stomped all over our special places and broke them.
But the worst thing was that they stole our babies from us.
We weren’t scary animals. We were people with feelings, just like you and your family.
A great cloud of sadness pushed us down onto the ground. Some of us got sick and died.
A great volcano of anger burned inside us. Some of us punched and kicked and threw things, and got put in jail.
A long, long time went by.
Some of the pink people looked at us lying down sick and sad, and felt bad inside. They said, “What can we do to make you feel better?”
We said, “You took our home away. We love our home. We’ve got nowhere to live now. And you never even said sorry.”
The pink people had lots of meetings. They talked for ages.
They tried to share. They gave us a little bit of our land back, and they tried to stop stomping all over our special places. But they never said sorry.
Then some of the stolen babies grew up, and told the pink people how sad and angry they were.
The pink people felt even worse inside. They said, “What can we do to make you feel better?”
The grown-up babies said, “You stole our mummies and daddies and now we can’t find them. And you never even said sorry.”
The pink people had lots of meetings. They talked for ages.
They stopped stealing our babies, and they tried to help the lost babies find their mummies and daddies. But they never said sorry.
The pink people still felt bad inside.
They tried giving us money and houses, but it didn’t make the cloud of sadness go away.
They made new rules, so nobody was allowed to treat dark brown people like scary animals, but it didn’t make the volcano of anger go away.
They let us go to school just like them,
and they listened to our music and clapped,
but it didn’t make the cloud of sadness go away.
They let us dance in their concerts,
and they paid us money for our paintings,
but it didn’t make the volcano of anger go away.
We kept saying, “You never even said sorry.”
Some of the pink people said to their leader, “They’re right. We never, ever said sorry.”
The pink people’s leader said, “But I didn’t do it! It wasn’t MY fault! I’m NOT going to say sorry.”
That made us feel terrible.
The sad cloud got bigger. It was full of tears.
The angry volcano got bigger. It was full of fire.
Then lots and lots of the pink people started to get sad and angry too. They said, “THAT’S NOT FAIR!”
They chose a new leader. The new leader called all the people together, the dark brown people and the pink people, and he said,
“IT’S TIME TO SAY SORRY.”
He said, “We’re sorry we took your land.”
He said, “We’re sorry we hurt your feelings.”
He said, “Most of all, we’re sorry we stole your babies.”
The sad cloud burst. All the tears fell down and came out of our eyes, but they were happy tears. At last, at last, the pink people said sorry.
It was the best day. We remember it every year, and we have a party. It’s better than a birthday.
There were so many tears that day. They rained down on the angry volcano so hard that they nearly put it out.
Now there’s just a little flicker of angry fire left in our hearts. We try to keep it inside us, except when we need it. We need it when a pink person forgets, and treats us like scary animals again.
Now that the pink people said sorry, we can climb up off the ground again and be proud of our dark brown skin that doesn’t need sunscreen.
We can be proud of our singing and dancing and painting again.
We can build strong families again, now that the baby thieves have gone forever.
Maybe one day we can teach the pink people how to hunt and dig and find water, and look after the special places.
Maybe one day all our babies can share our big backyard, all the pink babies and the brown babies playing together in our land Australia.
We reflected about Reconciliation Week in our own way….the children were all so engaged during this time. Many of them choosing to work in groups and make some fantastic i-movies that we then shared. Whilst others drew pictures and did journal entries etc.
Movie on 31-5-18 at 2.27 pm #2-1zggg48
The shared book we read today was…
What did you like about the book?
- Keren: The noises the baby made
- Deakyn: When they were trying to find all the animals
- Holly: when we all got to say the animal sounds
We then got new books to take home!
MISSION DAY MASS PRACTICE
We went into the center to practice our Mass for Mission day…
MATHS – GRAPHING
The teachers set up challenges on prodigy with a focus on graphing and tallying!!
- Aidan. W – This is my toy slinky I got it from Melbourne. When you put it on the stairs in moves down by itself. I got it from Smiggle.
SPECKS OF GOLD
- Cierra: Playing with Nevada, Ebony and Eva at lunch and recess
- Andy: Drawing
REMINDER FOR TOMORROW
Wear CASUAL CLOTHES Gold coin DONATION
Remember to bring in money for the tokens if you would like your child to participate in Mission Day activities (games, movies, food stalls etc…all money going to Charity)
Only bring in $1-$5 (Max) for the tokens!
Thanks for a FANTASTIC day! We hope you all have a great night and we look forward to a fun filled mission day tomorrow 🙂 🙂