Pick A Path Story "The Field Trip"

Aloha Everyone!

Through quarantine in writing we have been working on a Pick A Path Story. I finished mine at home in quarantine and then at school Ms Wilton wanted us to make some pictures for our story and so I made 2! One of the main girl Lily and her teacher Mrs Brown;)

I found it fun writing the story because we could do whatever we wanted but we had to kind of base if off of the woods but mine wasn't really about the woods that much:) It was still nice getting to write though. Something that I found hard in this was coming up with things to write about like what was going to happen next because I didn't really know where the story was going so I tried my best. It was also kind of hard putting everything in the google form because I had a lot of sections and some things weren't going where they were supposed to go when you clicked on it but i fixed that all up!

Here is my pic a path story and hope you liked it!

 

Even though we are going to school and things are getting better, still remember to wash your hands everyday!!! 

Bye!;)

Under The Bed

Kia Ora Everyone! 

We have cut a week off from school so now it is the school holidays! But I am still finishing work that I haven´t done or completed finished yet and I have just finished my writing activity that I needed to do! In the writing activity there was a slideshow which had 1 picture in each slideshow and there were boxes with questions in them that we had to answer. For instance one of the pictures was of a boy looking under his bed and it seemed that something had frightened him and here there were questions about how he felt and what was under the bed etc. There were 10 slides and pictures that we could pick out of and I chose the one about the boy looking under his bed! I put all my work in a google doc and for one of the activities it included drawing so I did it in a google drawing!

Here´s my work!

Question Time

Question: What was the noise that Michael heard?
Answer: Michael heard knocks and tapping coming from underneath his bed trying to lure him in.

Question: What did he see under the bed? 
Answer: He first saw scratch marks on the wooden floor of his bed and the hands and long jagged nails that did that to his floor and as he looked up there were two bloodshot red eyes staring at him with a menacing glowing smile. 

Question: What will happen next? 
Answer: The mysterious being ended up talking to Michael and Michael thought that he just made a new friend but really this is all part of the creatures plan to capture him. 

Question: How did he feel when he first heard the noise? 
Answer: He was drowned with a feeling of dread and was instantly thinking about running to his mum 

Question: How did he feel when he looked under the bed? 
Answer: When he looked under the bed he was taken aback and frightened of what he just saw because that was not a normal thing and he was questioning how long that thing had been under there.

Question: What time of day do you think it is? 
Answer: I think that it is night time because he is wearing pyjamas and he was lying in bed at the time. 

Question: Have you ever been frightened of anything? 
Answer: Yes. When I was younger I used to be so scared to sleep by myself at night because I felt as if someone was watching me while I was sleeping. I´m actually scared of a LOT of things. 

Question: Why do things seem more frightening at night? 
Answer: I think it's because it's more dark and everything has shadows to it and when the lights are turned off your mind can see things that aren't really there like you could think that something looks like a monster sitting in your room when it's just laundry. 


Sentence Challenge

 The sounds of tutting comes from underneath the bed. This tutting noise slowly starts mutating into a low growl then an aggressive growl threatening to jump out at any time.


Story Starter

The scuttling noise had disturbed Michael, and he’d shot bolt upright in bed. After taking a deep breath, he flung himself onto the smooth wooden boards of his bedroom floor and took a peek…

Staring into pitch darkness he seemed to have noticed something weird along the wooden floor boards. Scratch marks. But these were no ordinary scratch. They were jagged and looked as if a tiger was clawing at the floor. But how could that be? There definitely was not a tiger underneath his bed. Right? *grrr* A low growling noise made little Michael take aback. He jumped a bit but got the courage to ask who was there. ¨Uhm hello?¨”asked Michael nervously. *grr* another low growl answered Michael but it seemed to have gotten louder which meant it was either being loud to scare him or coming closer. ¨Hi. If 
anyone´s there it's alright to come out. I won't hurt you. I'll even become friends with you if you want to. Hello?¨ 

 It seemed that Michael´s kindness was not paying off anything and it looked as if the creature would not attack. Michael thought to himself¨Maybe it just wants to stay underneath my bed. Yeah. Maybe it doesn't have a home and that's the only place it can stay.¨

 Michael slowly climbed back into bed having a slight feeling of nervousness and kindness in his heart. He felt bad for whatever was underneath his bed so he didn't want to tell his mum. Well this was a very poor choice to make. *Tap* *Tap* *Tap* ¨Hello?” Michael was starting to get a bit annoyed and scared by this thing that was staying underneath his bed. *Scrape* *Scrape* It sounded like the thing was scratching the floor!?

 Michael swiftly jumped off of his bed and lay on the floor trying to catch this creature, but as Michael looked into the darkness he screamed a terrifying scream and when his mother came running she found Michael in tears rocking back and forth on the ground…


Perfect Picture!

Can you draw a picture of what Michael saw under the bed?

Hope everyone is safe and again try to stay home as much as possible and wash your hands daily! 

ANZAC Diary Entry

WALT use descriptive language

This week for writing we wrote a diary entry for being in the war and in the diary entry we had to be really descriptive with our writing. We used an attribute chart to help us with our writing and give us more descriptive words to use. We had to write words for see, hear, location, movement and temperature!

At the beginning of this we read a book called ¨The ANZAC Violin¨ Written by Jennifer Beck and Illustrated by Robyn Belton. This is where we got our theme from! We could choose a place that we would write about like being on a boat or being hit and what we did. My writing was being on a boat.

Something that I enjoyed about writing was the descriptive words that we had to put in, and something that I found hard was trying to come up with exciting things to write about.

I hope you like the writing!

As the ocean crashes against the boat a nauseous feeling overcomes my body threatening to burst at any moment but I do my best to contain it. Looking out to sea the unsteady swaying of the boat is not helping at the least to make me feel better. BOOM. The deafening sound of bombs going off takes away the feeling of nausea and everything else. A freezing sensation travels up my spine as I follow the direction of the next bomb firing down.

 The next bomb pulses the sea and the boat starts shaking recklessly. The restless howls of bombs ache my ears each second of the ride and I try blocking it out but the screams seem to be getting inside my head. I give up. I'm faced with the feeling of nausea over again and my face turns light green. Trying my best to tame the feeling for just a few more minutes it's useless. I feel something chunky and wet climbing up my throat at a high speed. I sprint as fast as I can to the nearest window but itś too late. The substance bursts out like lava flowing from a volcano onto the floor. Nonstop.

Acrostic Poems

This year we have been learning about different types of writing and how they are used and when to use them as well so today we had the chance to pick one of them to use to write about something. I chose to do Acrostic Poems because they are interesting and also really fun to do as well. My Acrostic Poems are about Summer and Christmas!

I hope you like them!

Swimming playfully in the pool
Unforgettable moments 
Meeting a lot of family 
Money spent on a lot of food 
Eating everything at barbeques 
Relaxing and sleeping 

Christ’s birthday 
Helping cooking for barbeques 
Red and green colours everywhere 
It’s a lot of people’s favourite part of the year 
Sleeping over with family and friends 
Tearing open Christmas presents 
Marvelled by peoples decorations 
Always putting up the Christmas tree Swimming every week

The True Story Of Hansel And Gretel

Last week on Friday the senior school had the opportunity to go to The Royal New Zealand Ballet. We went to go and watch the story of Hansel and Gretel. We were lucky enough to only have to bring $2.00 for the whole thing and we got to watch the second part of the story so when we came there was a lady and she talked about the first half of the story and what had happened before.

The reason why we decided to write our own story is because while we were watching the ballet we noticed that some things in the ballet weren't the same from the actual story so everyone decided to make their own story. 

Something I enjoyed from the ballet was that it was peaceful but also there was some tension as well in some parts. Something I didn't really like were the costumes of the gingerbread men because they looked a lot like clowns and it was actually really scary at the beginning.

Hope you like my twist of the story!

(The “Witches” Point Of View)

 It all started when a little old lady saw these 2 kids trying to EAT her cottage.. (“Mmm. Don’t they just look delicious! Especially that boy!”) “NO. STOP IT.” This lady was a normal woman until one day she made a deal with a demon but it went wrong and now he was living inside of her, trying to take control of her body…. It was okay now because she still was strong enough to overpower him so he wasn’t able to. Yet. He was growing stronger and stronger by the day but wanted to keep it a secret.

She was a little old lady living in the forest in a cozy cottage and it was made of bricks but it seemed that one day as she was coming home from town she had witnessed two little kids (supposedly siblings) trying to eat her cottage. She brought them in and fed them maybe she spoiled them a bit but it looked as if they hadn’t eaten anything in days.

“Are you guys still a bit hungry or do you want to go to bed now?”
“I think I could use some chicken actually, please.” Hansel was always the big eater and never knew when to stop.
“I’m actually full right now Miss! Thank you for the food! I’ll get to bed now!” Gretel was the polite one. She always had manners and was very pleasing.
(“Oooh. CHICKEN. That sounds appetising. How about we change HIM into chicken!”)
(“NO. I already told you that you will never be able to control me EVER. Get that information planted in your head already.”)
(“Oh really. Hehe. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now! I didn’t think you’ve noticed but, I’ve been building up quite a lot of power everyday till now. I’m finally gonna take over this body!”) (“Wait.. What do yo-”)

*GASP*

*CRACK*

“Ahhhh. Much better. I feel so FREE!”
“Are you okay Miss? I was worried. It looked like you were going to have a heart attack just before.” “Oh. I’m feeling just fine. Heh”
“Woah. Is your throat okay. Your voice sounds raspy. Maybe you need a drink of water.”
“I’M FINE. But you won’t be very soon.”
“What are you sa-”
“I’ve been having a craving for chicken lately but you will have to do” 
“HUUHHH”
“Hush. I’m just going to tie you up!"
“HEY. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING TO MY BROTHER”
“Oh. Gretel! You’ve decided to join the party! Be a darl and heat up the stove for me please. We’re going to have a feast.”
“I’m not letting you cook my BROTHER. ARE YOU MAD!!!”
“Just do as I say and you might not end up the same way as your brother will in a few minutes. Now. Hustle.”

(Narrator)

 Gretel was a very smart girl coming from a poor family and she was a very bold and confident person that loved her family and wouldn’t go down without a fight.
“Miss. Can you please teach me how to do this please.”
“Ahh. You’re finally coming to your senses now.”
“Yes. I’ve decided that since you’ve been so kind this is how I repay you.”
(“Just keep smiling Gretel. It’ll all be over soon.”)
“Here let me do it while you go season up your brother”
“Okay”
(“It’s actually working!”)
“Ooh. It’s really hot! He’s going to cook so fa- *PUSH*AHHHHHH”
*SLAM*
*GASP*

“ I can’t believe I did that… I CAN’T BELIEVE I DID THAT!!! It actually worked! My plan actually worked!”
“Let’s go home Hansel”
 “Mmmmm”
“Oh. That’s right. Oops sorry. Nearly forgot”
*SNAP*
“There you go”
“Ahhhh. Thanks Gretel!”
“Shhhhhh. Let’s get going now!”
*BANG*
“WHAT WAS THAT”
“I don’t know…”
*BANG*
“There it is again.”
*BANG*
“WE HAVE TO GET OUT! RUN! GET OUT!”
 *CREEK CREEK*
*GASP*
“NOBODY LEAVES THIS HOUSE UNTIL I GET WHAT I DESERVE! SOME FOOD.”
“KEEP RUNNING HANSEL”
 “AHHH I CAN’T MY STOMACHS SO BIG THAT IT’S HARD FOR ME TO RUN”
*THUD*
“HANSEL!!”
“Heh. Got you no-”
*BOING*
“DON’T EVEN TRY TO TOUCH MY KIDS.”
“Delilah?”
“You don’t have to call me that honey. Just call me mom”
“But I thought you hated us when you married our dad.”
“No silly. I just found it awkward because I’ve never had kids before and it was my first time being a mom. But when you went missing I was so worried and I realized that you guys were a big part of my life so I went looking and found this cottage, and when I heard screaming I came in as quick as possible.”
“Wait is that a pan?!”
“Man you knocked her out with a pan?”
“Yep”
“That’s so cool!”
“Thanks. But let’s get rid of this witch once and for all”
 “Wait. Help. Me. Please…”

The Diary

WALT use paragraphs in our writing

This week we had to write a piece of Narrative Writing. We had to have language features, paragraphs, character development and a problem and solution. This piece of writing was free writing and we had to read out our writing and give 2 stars and a wish. 

I have finished my writing and have now updated it!

Here it is!

Lia’s face burned red as she recognized her diary sitting on his desk. How could he…

“What is going on, this cannot be happening” is what Lia squeaked in her mind as she heaved big breaths of air forcing her lungs to breathe. She had just seen her own diary on her crush's desk. That wasn’t good....

As Tom walked into their English class, Lia’s face turned as bright red as a juicy tomato and it seemed to have caught Tom’s attention. As he skipped over to Lia she could feel her heart pumping faster. “Hey Lia! Are you okay?! You look like you’re gonna pass out” said Tom gleefully. This made Lia angry. “You know why I look like this” is what she wanted to yell at him while snatching back what was rightfully hers. Her diary. Which had her confession to liking him there. But she didn’t. She just stared. Not even daring to look him in the eye with the fear of exploding from embarrassment.

“CALM down, and get back to your seats”. Lia was relieved as Tom looked at their teacher and speed walked to his desk. This was the only time she ever liked Mr. Zucchini. He was a wicked teacher after all. “LIA ARE YOU LISTENING?!” screeched a now frustrated teacher. “WHAT, AHHHHH” Lia was so startled by this since she was too concentrated on Tom. 

 THUD.

Laughter could be heard. But there was a kind of distinct silence that was very much apparent. A silence that was coming from the spot where Tom was placed… 

 (“Maybe he isn’t going to make fun of me. Maybe…”) 

THE NEXT DAY 

Walking to school with everyone's eyes on you while whispering and giggling to each other is not a very pleasant thing for people. But this is exactly what Lia experienced as she was trying to make her way to school. She knew why people were looking at her. I mean it’s not easy to look away from someone who has a red mark on their face. 

 IN CLASS 

Walking into Geometry class there he was again. “Is there ever going to be a day where he isn’t in MY class?!” This is what Lia said as she tried to find a seat. After 1 minute of scavenging for a seat and failing Lia was stunned as Tom started calling to her! “LIA! OVER HERE! SIT HERE. COME ON. THERE'S NOWHERE ELSE TO SIT. ARE YOU IGNORING ME. IT LOOKS LIKE YOU’RE IGNORING ME.” Lia was happy but embarrassed at the same time. “He doesn’t have to be so loud does he?” Lia whispered underneath her breath while walking towards him. 

Sitting down next to him she spotted it again. Her diary. Sitting right on the edge of his side of the desk. (“What a bold person. I can’t believe he would be that confident to steal someones diary and just put it right where their eyes can see it.”) “Tsk Tsk Tsk” “Is something wrong,” Tom said. “ No, no. Nothing’s wrong” Lia said while glaring at him. He started to feel uncomfortable now and Lia knew it.

While the lesson was going on she would glance at it on accident and everytime that happened she would feel her breath getting shorter and shorter.
“It’s time I take back what’s mine” Lia was ready. 
“Tom?”
“Yes”
“Can I ask you something?” 
“Sure” 
“I HEAR TALKING” Mrs Lippy was not a nice teacher to. It actually seemed none of the teachers were. Sophie was too scared to keep talking to Tom for the fear she might be put in detention but she needed to know if that was hers.
“Where did you get my- I mean that di- I mean that book from?” Sophie was trying to whisper this while trying to keep in the anger that wanted to be let out badly. 
“Oh this one!?”
 “Yeah..” 
“ It’s not actually mine.” 
“So you stole it?!” 
“No silly! It’s my sisters. I took it from her. Well I kinda did steal it but it was for a good cause.” “What was the cause?!” 
“You see she’s been acting weird lately and so I took her diary to see if she has anything in there that would say it.” 
“WAIT so that’s not mi- I mean yours?!” 
“Yeah. Why would I get something that looks so girly.” 
“ I don’t know. Well thanks for telling me!”

Lia was filled with energy after hearing that the diary she thought was hers was not and now she was sitting next to her crush in class. Could this day get any better!

Walking to her next class. She was surprised when she saw that Tom wasn’t in there today. “MOVE IT” said Mateo pushing through.
“Sorry”
Mateo was known to be a rude person at Springsfield High and he didn’t really care about anybody and always picked on anybody who got in his way. He was the defnition of a bully.

Something brushed past her. It felt solid. Lia just remembered. She still didn’t have her diary. She caught a glimpse at what Mateo was holding. It had a denim cover on it and looked like the exact same diary that she had accused Tom of stealing from her but when she saw this one she knew it had to be hers. Only because it had her name on it.

             This belongs to Lia Parker. RETURN IF FOUND 

 “Wait. Tom wasn’t the one who had it, it was MATEO” Lia just realised that she had accidently taken it to school with her and left it on her desk. Then it was gone. On this same day Lia was taking Calculus. Mateo was in Calculus with her. It was all starting to add up…

Introducing Squidward Tentacles!

WALT use graphic organisers to plan our writing.

We have been learning about descriptive writing in our class and a couple weeks ago we had to make  a writing piece with a buddy about a character and it could be any character we wanted! Me and my buddy Talia chose...  Squidward Tentacles!

Here we had to write about his personality and anything we actually wanted to write about him but we had to use descriptive words for it, so we were told to use a thesaurus.

 In another of my blog posts we had to use different writing skills for the prompts so at this time we were also doing that so we had to write two sentences that had two different writing skills.  Those parts are highlighted. 

Here is my writing!

Which part was your favorite!?

Squidward is a very grouchy person, in that case when he talks he always has a little touch of attitude in his voice. Squidward is also a very insulting person to add on to the attitude. He is not the type to care about people's feelings. 

 Squidward is quite a musical person. He loves to play the clarinet even though people seem to hate that instrument. Squidward is also an employee at “Krusty Krabs”. Even though he despises his job he still works there, but that doesn’t stop him from showing how much he really feels about it for example, sleeping on the job. 

 Squidward is a squid as it says in his name. He has a rather large nose, that takes up a lot of his face. Squidward is as grey as a stone. Squidward is bald and his head looks like the moon because it has spots on it. Squidward also had a lot of wrinkles from frowning all the time. Squidward usually only wears a shirt and no pants, so, if you were to see him in public he would look very odd and depressing. Spongebob (which is one of Squidward's co workers) makes him die a little inside every time he sees him. 

 He is not a very approachable person. He is arrogant and won’t really follow through with orders. Squidward is also a very classy guy. He likes to keep his house spotless and is actually a very lonely person. ;( 

 To sum it all up Squidward is not a very liked person in the place where he lives, he is a very lousy person and is an attention seeker.

The Clumsy Space Trooper (Collaborative Writing)

The Clumsy Space Trooper (Collaborative Writing)

In our class we have been doing collaborative writing and we have already posted one of the pieces of writing we did in our group and that was our first time.

This time with the same group we had to go onto this website that could kind of make up  what the story would be about and it was about a clumsy Space Trooper.

There were two people in my group which were Manuk and Jorja then Denise came back from the Philippines and joined our group. First we had to make up the story in a slideshow then we had to put it into another slideshow and make it into a picture book. Here we could draw pictures and put t on here or just get pictures from the internet. we traced most of our pictures but some of them we just got from the internet. 

Something our group found hard was the writing because we kept on making it that Space Trooper was kind of the narrator so we and to change the story a little bit but in the end it was really fun working as a group and making it. Here is our picture book!

What Season Do You Fancy?

In class we had to write about the season that we liked the best and for me it was summer. In this piece of writing we had to say all the things we liked about it. At the beginning I was kind of mistaking it for a piece of persuasive writing but we were just saying why we liked the particular seasons so much.  After this we had to make a drawing of what our summer looks like.

So here is my writing and my drawing. (p.s I used the face that I made for my All About Me drawing so it could be more realistic.)

What is your favorite season and why? Mine has to be SUMMER. Even though it’s really hot I still LOVE IT. I don’t really dislike the other seasons I can just do more things in the summer than in the other seasons.

Nearly every single day, we get to go to the pool. Since it is summer and it’s so hot we are able to go to the pool to cool off, and it’s really nice because it only takes about 5 minutes to get there and we always stay there until the pool is about to close. So by the time we leave we are already refreshed.

Do you ever miss family and wish you could see them again? Well summer is a great time for them to come visit! Not to mention that it’s the long school holiday as well. That’s another reason why I love summer because our family comes to visit and sometimes, I wouldn’t have seen them in like 4 years I’m not joking.

Wouldn’t it be awesome to just wake up on Christmas morning and get presents? Well imagine if your birthday was only THREE days after Christmas. Just think of all the food you would have had and the number of presents you would get to. I’m saying this because my birthday is three days after Christmas and I don’t really care about presents it’s mostly just the food I’m there for.

Do you never get to spend time with your siblings or family members? Well summer is the best opportunity to bond with them. This is one of the things that I look forward to because you could do a whole lot of things with them but something that we always do is go to the… MOVIES! I love doing this because you can have a lot of fun watching the movie together and before the movies we always go to the shop and this is also why I love it, because our sisters let us buy WHATEVER we want. After that we go to the arcade and play games there, and it’s just one of the things I really like.

Hold on you might be saying “Ohhh but it’s sooo hot why would you like that” well, you could always just go and eat some ice cream. Not only is this refreshing but is equally delicious. “OH NO. I DON’T HAVE ICE CREAM”. If you open the fridge to find that there is no ice cream and that your brother seemed to devour it all, the weather could be a great excuse for your parents to buy you some, and if they tell you to walk it is also exercise!

Summer is an amazing time for families to bond and to just have a great time together.

The Llama That Stayed Up Too Late

In our class we had to make a Llama and we had to go through four steps to complete it. The four steps were 1. crayons, 2. Dye, 3. Paint, 4. Pastels. After we had finished these four steps our Llama was complete. Now we had to write a story about the Llama that we had created and it could be the steps we had to do to make it or it could be a made up story about the Llama as well. While I was writing this I decided that since my Llama looked angry it would be about how she didn't get enough sleep so she was grumpy. If you were to make a Llama what would it look like? And what would your story be about if you had to write one?

Uggghhh why can’t I at least get another HOUR of sleep! That’s not too much to ask for. Right?

I never get enough sleep and I think it’s unfair. OK maybe I deserve it, I mean I do stay up a lot but still we should at least start school at 1:00 pm. I do need my beauty sleep after all

.Oh my gosh people are starting to say that I look grumpy and I do not take that as a compliment. I am supposed to be the most cheeriest girl llama in school but now that I have to wake up so early, I've been looking more grumpy lately and acting grumpy as well. But it would be wrong to miss an episode of “Fairly Odd Llamas” I ought to be ashamed of myself if I did that.

Two Years Later…

I am known now as the scariest most grumpiest girl of the school. Everyone is scared of me and I have no friends now all because of what I looked like and acted like after staying up. I also got angry at my friends for saying that I looked grumpy so I pushed them away so then I had no friends. Now I have very bad grades to what I used to have. I used to be the top student in class and the teachers favorite but now I’m famous for having low grades and for being very frightening. All I have to say is, never stay up late to watch anything even if it’s your favorite T.V show in the whole entire world. Do not do it.

5 Months Later…

Hey! It’s me again and I’m back to where I used to be I’m now, again, the most cheeriest girl in school and I have got back to having good grades as well. I realized after a month of being scared of, that I didn’t want to be the bad person in school and I missed my friends as well, I also didn’t like how people were scared of me so I changed. I changed my routine and made sure to go to sleep early so that I could wake up early without any hesitation. I then knew that I should’ve apologized to my friends in school so when I went to school I apologized and we made up. Right after that everything started to slowly change and I regained my position as the top student in class and as the most cheeriest girl in school.

There, They're and Their

WALT identify and use homonyms correctly - Part 1

On Tuesday we had a task to make a poster about the meanings of There, They're and Their because they all sound the same but they mean different things and people can get a little mixed up with it when writing and a lot of people in our class did get mixed up, and mostly no one ever used "They're" in their writing. We also had to make some quiz questions so that we can see that you actually learnt something from this poster.

Quiz Questions

1)  Do you know that that's _______ car?!?!

2) __________ really compassionate.

3) Look! Batman is over ________!

Black Eyed Peas: Where Is The Love?(Unfinished)

WALT: Write a story about what the song "Where is the love?" is trying to tell us.

Description: While trying to do this I found it hard trying to come up with some things to say for this and only managed to write two sentences


Trying to treat each other like how we would like to be treated. People trying to make a difference to the world.

Splash!

WALT: compose a poem about the waterslide

Splash!

Excitement filled the air at the waterslide.

Impatiently waiting for my turn.

Hearing screams and laughter everywhere.

Seeing people land in the mud or people coming to halts.

My turn now.

Water splashing all about.

Then a whole Octopus of water wrapped around my face.

Not knowing what just happened, I slid roughly into the mud.

Earning My Trust (Unfinished)

WALT: write descriptive recount about Senior Camp.

In St. Bernadette's every two years the Senior School always goes to camp for three days and two nights. We went to Woodend Christian Camp this year and today we had to write a recount about an activity we thought we couldn't achieve but ended up did.

Team Building

I thought this activity was going to be the worst, turned out it was my favorite.

One of the activities we did at camp was Team Building. I had heard a lot about this and most of the things I had heard were all negative things about it. When it was my groups turn to go to Team Building I got a bit scared from all the negative things people said about it.

When we got there we met one of the camp instructors and his name was Willy. We did this activity that was like us trying to solve it, so we had to hold hands with each other and there were two big wooden poles and we kind of made an infinity sign and we had to try and go all around the two poles and then try and get to the place we were before but without letting go of each other. After a while Tali came up with an idea and we ended up going much faster in doing it.

After this activity we went to these other two long wooden poles and there was a pole on top of them as well. We had to try and get to the top of the pole and hang there and drop off. The boys were on one side and the girls were on the other side. While climbing up we had to climb on Tali’s back and then when we got to the top we had to wrap our body around the top pole making us look like a sloth and then we had to flip over and drop to the ground. When I jumped to the ground I felt very shocked that I actually survived this.

The last activity we did was the climbing wall this was probably the most interactive and exciting one we did and in this one we had to again climb onto someone’s back and get lifted up and we had to try and get our shoulders over the wall and pull ourselves up. Max stayed up at the top to carry us up. You were only allowed three people on the top so when you got up you either just volunteered to get off or you could do “Rock, Paper, Scissors”.

The Art Gallery

My mum pushed me in the car, it was my birthday and my mum had blindfolded me and said she was going to take me somewhere she knew I would love. At first I thought it was going to be pretty boring but when we got there and my mum took the blindfold off I was so excited she had driven us to an art gallery, I loved it because I love art and my mum knows that as well.

When we stepped inside it was beautiful, art everywhere and crafts and information about different artists but as we passed this one exhibition something just felt weird about it, it was a big rusty robot, it kind of reminded me about transformers, but then that’s when it happened.

The robot moved and blinked it’s eyes I knew I wasn’t dreaming I told my mum but she said it was just my imagination, but as soon as I was about to shrug it off the glass around it broke and the robot moved forward I screamed as loud as possible but then, it stepped on my mum I heard her screaming but then it started to die down, I started to cry. After it had moved my mum was gone I was in a whole lot of shock and wondered what had happened to her.

When I stood up the robot looked down at me and I knew if I didn’t run it would kill me I started running as fast as I could but it was to late I was caught. This was not the birthday I was planning…

The Man In The Painting

“Hurry up and get in the car” That’s what my brother said before picking me up and throwing me in his car. We were going to go to an abandoned art gallery center that had been there for more than fifty years. My brother looked it up and it was said to be haunted I begged him telling him I didn’t want to go but he forced me to come with him. When we got there a chill ran down my back I was so scared but my brother forced me to come in I declined so he left but then I started to get scared I ran after him and he called me a scaredy cat as we walked through we could see that there was still paintings in there I was actually surprised because it looked like none of them were moved but then…

As we walked past one painting I got another chill down my spine I don’t know why but I could feel someone’s eyes staring at me I turned around and looked at the painting. It was a man and a woman probably his wife both standing there with blank expressions on their faces I thought it was a weird picture but shrugged it off but as I turned away I knew someone was staring at me that’s when it happened all the paintings just started flying around I noticed my brother wasn’t there anymore I ran but then heard my brother screaming my name “MICHELLE, MICHELLE” I was so happy to hear his voice it was pitch black and I ran to where I could hear it I bumped into someone assuming it was my brother I hugged him but then my heart nearly stopped when he said “your not going anywhere” I looked up eyes wide opened and screamed that wasn’t my brother it was the man from the picture now giving me a wide lip smile that was the most creepiest thing I've ever experienced in my life I yanked my body out of him and jolted to the car as I ran I saw my brothers body on the floor.

At this point tears started flowing down my cheeks I kept running I got to the car and thankfully the keys were there, I felt guilty leaving my brother behind and seeing his body there I wonder if he was dead or just unconscious and if I would’ve had a chance to save him.

Sacraments

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Sacraments

There are Seven Sacraments that you can celebrate as part of the Catholic Religion. The first Sacrament you go through is baptism. You receive this Sacrament when you’re a baby (or you may be Baptised as an adult).

The Seven Sacraments are Baptism, Eucharist, Confirmation, Reconciliation, Anointing Of The Sick, Matrimony (Marriage) and Holy Orders. Three of the Sacraments are The Sacraments Of Initiation. These three Sacraments are Baptism, Eucharist and Confirmation in that order . When you receive Baptism you are washing your original sin away, this is actually a ritual action. When you receive Eucharist you are receiving the body and blood of Jesus. When you receive Confirmation you have to be 12 years of age and that’s when you confirm your belief in God, and you are renewing your baptismal promises.

The meaning of Sacrament is that it is something that you can see that reminds you about the power and love of God Te Atua who cannot be seen.

When you get Baptised the priest pours holy water over your head in the baptismal font. When you receive Eucharist it’s when the bread and wine turn into the body and blood of Christ. When you receive Confirmation the priest or Bishop lays their hands over your head this is called “The Laying On Of The Hands”, this is a ritual action. Also when finished you are initiated into the church and become a full member of the church.

Through your life you will end up receiving all of these 7 Sacraments. All of these Sacraments include God and the Holy Spirit who are watching over as you receive all of these 7 Sacraments. When you are receiving all of these Sacraments you are also increasing the grace of the Holy Spirit.

Starry Night Poem

WALT recreate a famous artist's painting, while incorporating New Zealand Themes and Celebrations.

For this we had to recreate Vincent Van Gogh's Starry Night Painting and we turned it into a Matariki painting including the Seven Stars of Matariki. After that we made a poem about stars and after we did that Mrs Lee took a picture of our Matariki paintings and we put it onto a google drawing and then put in our poem.

SANTA I QUIT!!!

WALT practice letter writing skills.

Dear Santa,

It’s me Garland GingerFluff I just needed to say something to you, I’m quitting my job today. I am sick and tired of making hundreds of presents while you are just sitting there eating your milk and cookies. Also why doesn’t my sister Gingersnap GingerFluff not need to do any work, I know she’s your favorite don’t try and hide that. If you really want me to stay or you still want me to be your elf I have a few requests that you will have to change in order for me to stay, you will have to make the presents with us and if you don’t know how to do that, that will be easy we will just teach you how to. Also you have to let me have a break for a year while my sister replaces me. The last requirement that I want is for you to let me ride your sleigh and do HUGE loop de loops in the sky.

Thank You Very Much And Goodbye,

Garland GingerFluff

Amazing Horse Poem.

WALT write a poem about our favorite animal

Animal Poem By Siale Baker

I Like Horses

I like them.

Ask me why?

Because they are always really cheeky,

Because they are adorable in a lot of ways,

Because they are swift and great to ride on,

Because they chomp on carrots,

Because their coats are smooth and softer than ever,

Because their powerful and won’t give up,

Because they always like to play,

Because they're gonna get their way,

Because.

Because.

That’s why I like Horses.