Thursday, 25 June 2015
In class we have been writing about the flooding in the North Island. I wrote a story from the perspective of a girl that had to be evacuated in the flood. I hope you like it!!!
I lie down in my bed, listening to the lullaby of the rain drumming softly above my head. So peaceful, so relaxing. I do not know that my wonderland is about to disappear.
First, the gentle shower turns to rain, and that rain turns to torrential rain. Then the torrential rain turns to hail, and finally, the hail turns to a thunder and lightning storm. Somehow, I know that this storm will not stop soon. And right I am.
I finally drift of into a disturbed sleep, the only thing I dream about is the storm. The big huge storm. The only thing in my mind. The Storm.
I am unexpectedly woken by a splash of water on my head. “ Alright, Alright I’m getting up.” I open my eyes, expecting to see my super annoying brother, Leo in the dim twilight. But I was wrong, there was no-one there except for me. I hear sloshing water. “ Come on man, own up, I know it was really you.” No answer. I BET that he is hiding under my bed with a jug of water. I look down. The first thing I see is the water, swishing around the floor and lapping greedily at my bed legs. I realize that there has been a flood.” Oh no.”
Panic starts to set in.” Leo? Are you here? Leo?” I know what to do: GET OUT!!! But I can’t, what if I drown? Oh well, I will have to go anyway. I wade through the water and open the door. It takes mere seconds for more water to rush in. I slip and slide through the doorway and fall over when I get outside. Whoops, there is 1 incy-wincy thing that I didn’t think of. Where exactly am I going to go? Yes, I most certainly DID NOT think of that. Maybe I could make my way through the mud and water and up the hill to my gran’s house, she shouldn’t have flooding because she is up so high. Sure, like I can make my way up THERE without collapsing from exhaustion. But I have to try.
The murky water trips me up, makes me tired, and blocks my path. I shake my head in disgust.” I hate this place now” I say, my voice barely audible. I continue to stagger towards the hill, using the trees that remain to pull myself forwards. I look around me, I see badly damaged trees and bushes, 2 small dots on the horizon, and most of all water. Wait - 2 dots on the horizon, one for each person. Before I can stop myself I yell” Mum, Dad, over here.”
I hear nothing. That is, nothing except for the rain, that is STILL going. I mean like, yeah okay there is a storm going on, but still, what do you expect, I’m an 8 year-old girl with no food or shelter. Haven’t you done enough? I guess that the answer was no, because the rain kept coming, it was like the rain was never going to end, ever.
Dawn is rising and I am coming up to the hill, and then I see that the hill has problems too. Waterfalls of water cascade from the top of the hill and and crash down onto the already overgrown flood. The dull mud outlines where the slippery slope is on the hilbank. I persuade myself to keep going the way I am and not change direction over to where my family is. This is going to be a very hard climb. Whoops. I fall over and lose all of the work I’d done. Then, the powerful current drags me over to the left, I am gasping for air, because the water is pulling me down under the surface.
I want to scream but I can’t because I’m underwater. I know what Mum would say: Don’t fight with the current, let it take you away. But I just can’t think in this murky, wet, world. Now I’m thinking, how on earth do these sea animals survive in such a place. I have no idea. In all that time that I was thinking, the water has slowly been pushing me up towards the surface of the water.
I finally stand up and then I realise that my family is straight ahead of me.”Mum, Dad, over here” I call out desperately. And this time they hear me.
“ We’re here darling, stay where you are, Dad will come and get you, we’re going to gran’s house. When I catch your unfortunate older brother, he will be grounded for 3 years.” Mum called from in front of me. Relief washes over me like a bucketful of water. It’s alright, I’m safe, and so is my family. Still, we have to get there, I suddenly realise that we are there. There he is, disheveled and wet, you guessed who it is, it is Leo. Gran is looking at me expectantly.” What,” I say. “ I said, aren’t you glad that you are safe? Asked Gran. I say “ I sure am.”
Tuesday, 23 June 2015
Friday, 19 June 2015
In Autumn, the wind blows and leaves fall.
Dancing with the wind, swishing and swooping, the leaves flip and dip and twist and twirl, down to solid earth.
The leaves that got squished are in great pain, the lucky ones will still remain. Some of them get swept by the garden hoe, some of them crash into my window.
Until the last leaves come down, with the very boring colour of brown. Down comes the very last leaf, now there are no leaves on the family tree.
Tuesday, 16 June 2015
Hi, I am an eel. A gigantic eel. Obviously, if you’re a huge eel, you’re going to have some incy-wincy problems getting around the place. For example, if you are 5 metre long eel, how are you supposed to get through the mazes of rocks in the Manawatu River? Also there are these strange creatures that I call twolegs that make fun of my thin, long body. Well, what do you expect, I’m a 5 metre long eel.
Being an eel in the Manawatu River is not your ideal job. I already have poor eyesight, and the murky water does NOT help. The only creature in the river that is nice to me is my best friend Hannah the eel.
On the plus side, we get to play pranks on the other creatures to give them payback for being mean to us. But still, it is quite depressing, people laughing at you, bullying you and being just plain mean to you. Especially the twolegs. They scream and run away from you and most of all, laugh at you. Right, so thats what usually happens in the daytime. So now I will show you a day in the life of a gigantic eel.
I was slithering along the river bank, when a big blobby twoleg face appears above me. I try to keep calm. I’m just thinking that I’m lucky I’m a good swimmer when Hannah appears out of nowhere and hisses “ Come on, we need to give that stupid,” She didn’t even finish her sentence before a mighty roar erupted from behind us.“That stupid what?” roared the Fat Fish. “ Fat Fish,” Hannah whispered.” No-one calls ME stupid and gets away with it.” The Fat Fish yelled. “ We just did,” I shot back. “Who said that!!!” demanded the fat fish. We didn’t even have time to answer before a deadly hook was lowered down into the water. It severed the Fat Fish in the neck and winched him up into the air. “We’d better go,” I stated. “It sure has been an eventful day.” Then we swim away into darkness.
Well, that is the story of the Fat Fish - See you later
P.S I’m getting really hungry - it must be dinner-time
P.P.S Yum Yum Yum Nom Nom Nom
Purpose: To share our maths strategies with our parents and evaluate how well we are doing in maths and find out how we can improve. Our parents can then help us at home.
WALT: (highlight one)
- count on from the biggest number when adding two numbers together (e.g. 3+8 as 8, 9, 10, 11).
- explore the different ways to manipulate numbers when adding 2 digits (e.g. 18+18+18 as 20+20+20=60-6).
- explore the different ways to manipulate numbers when adding and subtracting 2 digits (e.g. 71-48 as 73-50).
- explore decimal place value (e.g. how many 10ths, 100ths and 1000ths in a whole number).
- Choose your maths goal so far from this term
- Use the Show-me app to “show” how you can solve the maths problem
- Can you solve the problem using a different strategy?
- Speak clearly into your ipad - keep your ipad still
- Get a buddy to view it
- Save Show-me as: ‘Your Name’ Term 2 Maths Sample
- Get an adult to check it.
- Copy embed code, paste into the HTML section on your blog.
- Copy and paste title, purpose, task
- What is your maths stage?
- Put a target on your stage for this term:
Counting on & back with 10’s as the unit
Early Stage 5
Simple part whole strategies to 100
Simple part whole strategies to 1000
Wide range of part whole strategies
What do you enjoy in maths and why? I enjoy learning new things and understanding them.
What challenges you the most and why? I think that the most challenging thing was understanding decimal numbers.
What do you need to get better at in maths and why? I need to get better at place value in decimals.
How can adults help you with this goal? They could help me by letting me do place value at home.
Friday, 5 June 2015
Purpose: To share our writing goals with our parents and evaluate how well we did so we can improve. Our parents can then help us at home.
- Choose your favourite story so far from this term
- Reread to make sure it makes sense, does it match my walt?
- Do some more writing to finish (3 paragraphs minimum)
- Fix up spelling, paragraphs, capital letters so that it’s ready for a reader
- Get a buddy to read it
- Publish writing (do a good copy of it)
- Get an adult to check it.
- Put it on your blog
- Copy and paste title, purpose, task
- What is your writing goal?
- Put a target on your goal for this term:
reading, re-reading, re-crafting, adding punctuation, adding, taking away, seeking feedback.
Hi, I am a skeleton. Being a skeleton is not a very good job. Having once been able to move around, you’re not used to staying in one place for the rest of your lifetime. You’re used to people gasping in awe at you, not people screaming in terror. Also, I reek of dead rats ond other dead animals. As I said before, being a skeleton is not your ideal job.
On the plus side, at least we don’t get tired, but I guess it is rather boring, just sitting there doing nothing. I sometimes sit and envy the sand, getting to flow freely and dance with the wind.
Of course, I’ve given up hope that I’ll ever move again. But I was wrong. One day a man came along and picked me up. I was excited, was he going to take me back to my body, but no, he took me inside of a stuffy enclosure that had 4 walls and lots of mini-men and mini-women. They all took turns touching me and holding me. Their hands were so warm and soft, that I tried to shiver with pleasure. Obviously I had no results. They then put me on a table with some beach things. I thought “ What are they doing, are they trying to make me feel like I’m in my home? Are they making me stay here for life?” I don’t know.
After that, I did virtually nothing. (when I say virtually nothing, I mean VIRTUALLY nothing, so I got to do something). But, on the downside I alway got put back in the same boring old spot. Always. Sometimes the mini-people come over to where I am, they never pick me up but I have not given up hope, that one day a kind mini-person would take me back to the beach.
And I never will.
Well I’ll scare you later. (not on purpose, but you’ll probably be scared of me, won’t you)
Copy and paste your favourite sentence here: Why is it your favourite sentence? I sometimes sit and envy the sand, getting to flow freely and dance with the wind. I like this sentence because it has an alliteration and a personification.
What challenged you the most and why? I think that the challenging bit was coming up with the idea of the story.
What do you need to get better at in your writing and why? I need to use all different types of sentences in my writing and I want to use more onomatopoeia.
How can adults help you with this goal? They can help me by encouraging me to write more stories at home so I have more experience writing.