This book is by Salamander Newton and another addition to the books behind harry potter. If you ever wonder what a Nundu was you can find it is this monstrous book of major proportions. This book is more for the true Harry Potter that must know all about all the animals in the muggle world even though some are not that dangerous. find out what is used in whizzing wizbees and why no one can work out why the fire has black ashes running out of it. Over all I give it a 9 out of 10
Hayden A
year 8
Gregarious:
Seeking and enjoying the company of others; sociable. “She is a gregarious, outgoing person.”
Calling all fantasy and cat lovers! Have you read ‘Warriors’ by Erin Hunter? Warriors is a series about feral wildcats living in the forest in clans; ShadowClan, WildClan, RiverClan and ThunderClan. I have taken a review of Warriors 1: Into the Wild from theguardian which I think describes the series perfectly.
http://www.theguardian.com/childrens-books-site/2012/jun/25/review-into-the-wild-erin-hunter
Into the Wild is the first of many books by Erin Hunter about four clans of wild cats living without the help of humans or “two legs.” The main character, at least in this series, is a ginger tom called Rusty. He is a “kitty pet” (a cat that lives with “two legs”) who gets invited by Bluestar, the leader, and Whitestorm, to join Thunder Clan because they are short on warriors. Warriors are cats that have been trained by other more experienced warriors as apprentices to fight other clans and defend their clan, but most of all to hunt prey. Rusty earns his place in the clan and a right to be trained as an apprentice with the new name Firepaw by losing his collar and bell in a fight for his honour with the young warrior tom, Longtail. In this book you follow Firepaw as he makes friends, enemies and learns to live with the warrior code.
We have ordered all of the books in the series as well as the Manga so keep checking in with us to see what has come in. If you have read any of the books please feel free to add a review for us.
OLD MAN PLATYPUS
Far from the trouble and toil of town,
Where the reed beds sweep and shiver,
Look at a fragment of velvet brown –
Old Man Platypus drifting down,
Drifting along the river.
And he plays and dives in the river bends
In a style that is most elusive;
With few relations and fewer friends,
For Old Man Platypus descends
From a family most exclusive.
He shares his burrow beneath the bank
With his wife and his son and daughter
At the roots of the reeds and the grasses rank;
And the bubbles show where our hero sank
To its entrance under water.
Safe in their burrow below the falls
They live in a world of wonder,
Where no one visits and no one calls,
They sleep like little brown billiard balls
With their beaks tucked neatly under.
And he talks in a deep unfriendly growl
As he goes on his journey lonely;
For he’s no relation to fish nor fowl,
Nor to bird nor beast, nor to horned owl;
In fact, he’s the one and only!
by A.B. “Banjo” Paterson
