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Helping New Zealand by Planting
The sun was shining brightly as Room 19 and my class, Room 20 made our way to the Nature Trail. We were going to help New Zealand native birds by planting native trees. Crunch, crunch went the colourful rocks under my feet as we were walking to Lady Phoenix Reserve. There were mushrooms dotted everywhere and I even saw a red mushroom with white spots! The walk took us about 10 minutes.
We were introduced to Nicki, a member of the council. She had chocolate brown that had shiny red bits in the sunlight. Nicki told us who the other people were. There was Stu, Richard, Sam and Justin. “Thank you for coming here guys” said Nicki. “We are going to be planting around that steep hill over there. It’s a bit slippery so watch out.”
Richard showed us how to plant the Kauri, Flax ,Tea and the other trees. First we had to dig a hole the size of the plant. Clang! The spade hit a rock. Then we put a fertilizer tablet in the hole. The tablet was grey like rhino’s skin. The fertilizer tablet helped the plant grow because it was food for the plant. But if he tablet touched the roots of the plant the plant could die. So we covered it with a little bit of soil. The soil was in chunks so it was hard to dig. Next we pulled the plant out of it’s plastic, black bag and carefully dropped it into the hole. Lastly we put the soil around the plant. Thump, thump went Richard’s hands as he patted the soil. I found a pink, long worm. The worm was a piece of spaghetti that I wouldn’t want to eat. It wobbled around like jelly on a plate.
‘Planting trees are really hard’ I thought. There were lots of bark in the way. The bark was as sharp as a needle. The first plant I planted had brilliant green leaves like sparkling emeralds. Hafsa and I were now walking across the steep side when suddenly SPLAT! I had slipped across the slippery mud and landed on my back! Drip, drip mud fell from my back. ‘Even though these are my old clothes, Mum will get mad’
After more planting, Mr Shore called out, “Everybody stop!” We finished planting our tree. Our tree was a palace of life for the bids. Reluctantly, Hafsa and I made our way to Mr Shore. While we were walking back, I felt really pleased about taking action to help New Zealand’s biodiversity.
By Clare