Introduction to Algebra

Poetry

In this blog post you will find out about 5 language features to do with Poems. Similes, Metaphors, Onomatopoeias, Rhyming words and Alliterations. I shall be posting another one about Language Features. Except in this one it'll be something like, similes to do with the ocean. So keep tuned to more blog posts.

Alma (writing)

Listen don’t watch:

Music notes, trumpet, melody, footsteps in snow, dancing, heavy and light footsteps, bell, two people challenging to impress the girl to give them money, whistle, a thud, a door screeching, water drops, bird singing, smacking, small melody, creepy music, ghostly music, ball bouncing, a ghostly shed, someone gasping, heavy breathing, cracks, dancing, back to the start, snowy,

Main points:

• On the street, write name on blackboard

• Sees the doll

• Inside the doll shop

• Gets sucked into the doll

On the street, write name on blackboard:

Millions of white flakes of snow came glittering down from above. A little girl was strolling down the street in winter gear, no one was nearby. The town looked empty, there were empty houses everywhere. The place in a way looked ‘gloomy’. As Alma waddled down the side path she came across a massive blackboard with so many names all written in white chalk. As Alma looked at the ground she saw a piece of chalk, the same white chalk that the other people had used to write with. So Alma reached for the chalk, she picked it up and, ‘A’, ‘l’, ‘m’, ‘a’ was written on the board (in very good handwriting). Then behind her was a creaking noise…

Sees the doll:

As Alma looked behind her, on a stand she saw a doll. But this doll looked just like her. She walked with steady steps toward what looked like a shop, with hundreds of dolls inside it. But where’s the shop owner? Clearly Alma wasn’t thinking this. She got drawn closer to the shop, and as she took a close look at this strange life like doll, It was wearing the exact same things Alma was wearing, from Alma’s jacket to her little gloves. It was like Alma forgot everything that was going on except for the doll. Then Alma backed away from the window and walked over to the door, “OH NO”, were the words screaming through my head. Why would she open a door just to get a freaky doll. Then Alma reaches to grab the handle, she grabbed it then with a creaking noise pulled it down, “no, no, no”. But luckily the door was locked. Alma tried again and again until she realized it’s pointless. Just as she’s about to walk away she stepped in the soft and powdery snow. She curled the snow into a little ball, and thrusted it at the door then stormed off. Then something made her stop, Alma turned and suddenly the door was unlocked and drifting open…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=irbFBgI0jhM, This is the link to the video we watched. Hope you enjoy!

20 Hour Famine

Tonight Friday, 10 June 2016 Pt England School is holding a 20 hour famine. That means no eating for 20 HOURS! But we don't just sit in our beds and go to sleep. No, that would just be plain boring. We will (hopefully) be staying up really late doing fun activities. But a famine is not just about fun and games. We will be fundraising money for Syrian Refugees. The money will go towards stationery packs, nutritious food, arts, sports and counselling, education for children, desks, tables and chairs. So that is a lot of things right. So if you'd like to join, then starve for 20 hours and fundraise money for kids who are struggling. Have fun not eating.

Show not Tell (Narrative)

A Rugby Game

The whistle blows, “Beep”, and the game has started. The ball plummets through the air in a spiral motion. St Kents number 2 catches the ball with a thud. He runs straight at me, my heart starts to pump faster and faster until it almost pumps out of my chest. The excitement is raging inside of me. But it was all gone with the shuffling of his feet as he tries to swerve around me. He eventually does so but luckily my friend Collin comes in and saves the day. The St Kents boy is dragged to the ground. A bit of grass and sand flicks in my face as this is done. I come around to help Collin to find that the rest of their team is already here.

One, then two, then three St Kents boys come charging in. The force in their upper body was amazing. I was almost knocked onto my backside. One of their boots stood on my fingers. As I looked down at my hand it was bright red. I clenched my fist and kept pushing for the ball. But by that time it was too late. It had left the ruck and was in another boy's hands. He threw a perfect spiral pass to another one of his team mates. This boy was big. He was taller than me and was more bulked up than me. But what made me really worried was when he ran at full speed, his legs were pumping and he didn’t stop. I couldn’t be allowed to miss another tackle. But the only way to stop him was by attacking with my shoulder then wrapping my hands around his legs and dropping.

With a bang of my shoulder to his chest he came falling down. As he hit the ground I felt a little shake, and this time our team was here. We took this chance to pick up the ball and run. Taiaha (friend) ran with the ball. Our coach told us, “You have to protect this rugby ball, pretend it is a gold ingot. You have to protect…”, so Taiaha ran with that ball. I followed him up. He looked left and right seeing that there was no clean way out. I called for the ball, “Taiaha I’m open”. He saw me and just before the defender sank his shoulder into Taiaha’s stomach Taiaha passed the ball. With the ball in my hands and with an empty gap in front of me I ran. I don’t know how fast I was going but the defenders started catching up. I found it harder to breath, I was huffing and puffing.

I get over the Try line and score 5 points on the scoreboard. The ten Pt England School supporters cheered. I felt like falling over, but as I jogged back with clumpy steps I realized that I had the rest of the half to play. On the bus ride home with the ricketing windows and the bumping seats I knew I could go home and rest in my soft bed… wait there is Riverside. NOOOOO!

Wool and Nail art

This terms inquiry is 'as i see it'. Team 5 had their own inquiry. In team 5 we had to choose out of five groups to join. There is Harakeke and Sculturing, where you use Harakeke and other things to make your very own waka. There's also crayon and dye, where you create a piece of artwork based on your waka. Another is Logo design, where you make and create your very own artwork and you might even be able to print it out onto a t-shirt!

Last but not leased, we have Wool and Nail art, it's where you create a waka using wool and nails. I'm in wool and nail art. But we don't just do Wool and Nail. We shall also be making our very own waka out of two kayaks, and a bit of wood. You might ask, what is this all for? It is for an Art Exhibition happening at the end of the term. So come along and check out room 1's cool double hulled waka and four wool and nail waka's.