Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Tuesday, 29 October 2019
Tuesday, 24 September 2019
The next chapter ( My version )
Waking up in the morning. Smoke in the air, bodies lying on the ground, houses and library bombed. Little bits of the paper fluttering in the air, everyone putting there hands up high catching them and holding them close to their chest, wondering what to do now…
Dad and I were at home, we heard about the bombing. We were both worried and afraid, hoping this was a joke. Hearing people cry and screaming for help while we pack our stuff. I felt scared because Dad was already sick and I feel this will be my last time with him. He was holding an iron box, a thick cloth and a book. He put the book in the box and wrapped the thick cloth around it. We fleed the village with the others as the bombers bombed every bit. Leaving broken houses, bodies and burning trees.
Dad and I were at home, we heard about the bombing. We were both worried and afraid, hoping this was a joke. Hearing people cry and screaming for help while we pack our stuff. I felt scared because Dad was already sick and I feel this will be my last time with him. He was holding an iron box, a thick cloth and a book. He put the book in the box and wrapped the thick cloth around it. We fleed the village with the others as the bombers bombed every bit. Leaving broken houses, bodies and burning trees.
We were walking for miles. Dad started coughing uncontrollably. Worried I grabbed water
out of my bag and gave it to him. We walked up to a near by village that wasn’t very
welcoming and mean. As day turned to night Dad sat down on the hard concrete floor,
holding his hand as tight as I could, he stuttered a few words I didn’t understand.
Surviving the cold, dreadful night was hard. I cried as my Dad closed his eye’s. People
gathered around each other to keep warm. Dad whispers in my ear “You can do this.”
Sobbing all night until I fall asleep, knowing my father won’t wake up.
I buried my father near a tree. Everyone came together to help me. I had no more tears left to cry. My mind had gone through a lot. People were telling me to leave the box and some told me to bring it. I decided to leave my luggage and keep the box because the box is very special to me and my dad. As we walked over mountains and across rivers the box became heavier and heavier and my hands were growing weak. I deiced to leave the box under a linden tree. Leaving the box behind a single tear came down my face as I walked away with the other citizens.
It has been years since the bombing. I have now grew a bit older I could take care of myself. One day on my one week off I decided to visit the old linden tree hoping I will find the the box. I took the train to the village I used to live in. It was very clean, colorful and filled with trees and buildings, but before I walk around I decided to get the box first. As I walk to the tree I see a little girl, playing around the tree. I walked up to her and said “Hi my name is Peter, a long time ago I buried treasure here. Would you like to help me dig it up?” She said “yes” and grabbed a shovel.
We found the treasure it didn’t take long. The little girl said she had to go which left me all alone. I decide to go back to my old library and return the book. The Library was legendary, full of a lot of old painting and interesting books. I felt sad to leave the book but I thought it would have been what father wanted. I walked out of the library smiling seeing people grab the book and reading it. I will come back one day I thought. Going back home wondering what might happen next.
out of my bag and gave it to him. We walked up to a near by village that wasn’t very
welcoming and mean. As day turned to night Dad sat down on the hard concrete floor,
holding his hand as tight as I could, he stuttered a few words I didn’t understand.
Surviving the cold, dreadful night was hard. I cried as my Dad closed his eye’s. People
gathered around each other to keep warm. Dad whispers in my ear “You can do this.”
Sobbing all night until I fall asleep, knowing my father won’t wake up.
I buried my father near a tree. Everyone came together to help me. I had no more tears left to cry. My mind had gone through a lot. People were telling me to leave the box and some told me to bring it. I decided to leave my luggage and keep the box because the box is very special to me and my dad. As we walked over mountains and across rivers the box became heavier and heavier and my hands were growing weak. I deiced to leave the box under a linden tree. Leaving the box behind a single tear came down my face as I walked away with the other citizens.
It has been years since the bombing. I have now grew a bit older I could take care of myself. One day on my one week off I decided to visit the old linden tree hoping I will find the the box. I took the train to the village I used to live in. It was very clean, colorful and filled with trees and buildings, but before I walk around I decided to get the box first. As I walk to the tree I see a little girl, playing around the tree. I walked up to her and said “Hi my name is Peter, a long time ago I buried treasure here. Would you like to help me dig it up?” She said “yes” and grabbed a shovel.
We found the treasure it didn’t take long. The little girl said she had to go which left me all alone. I decide to go back to my old library and return the book. The Library was legendary, full of a lot of old painting and interesting books. I felt sad to leave the book but I thought it would have been what father wanted. I walked out of the library smiling seeing people grab the book and reading it. I will come back one day I thought. Going back home wondering what might happen next.
Friday, 6 September 2019
Wednesday, 28 August 2019
What should we do now??
Diary Entry 1:
We Walked as far as we could and found an old abandoned
shed. We sat down father started to cough uncontrollably.
I was very terrified, I feared I will lose my father because
I already lost my mothers. He whispered something in my ear
“ take care of them” he said. I started to cry, tears slowly
flowing down my face. I gripped my fathers hand. As
day turned to night. My eyes slowly closing, as I
fall asleep knowing my Father won’t wake up.
Diary Entry 2, The Burial Day:
Today is the day we burry my father it was
a very sad moment, I helped dig up the hole.
I took a moment to say goodbye to my dad,
trying hard not to cry. I felt depressed. I
have nothing left, except for the box my father
gave me. They started covering my father with
the dirt. Deep inside I was Happy because he was in
a special place.
Friday, 23 August 2019
What happens next....
The smell of burnt books as my lungs try to beat it.
Hearing my people cry as they are shoot dead
Looking at their faces as they cry with sadness.
Disappointing we didn’t fight back.
Everyone terrified thinking who could this be.
There are Gunshots firing as we try to dodge them. BOOM.
We are feeling trapped as this rascal chases away children and families.
Parents packing their stuff as they hurry to leave the village,
]I feel scared wishing this was a dream.
There are Gunshots firing as we try to dodge them. BOOM.
We are feeling trapped as this rascal chases away children and families.
Parents packing their stuff as they hurry to leave the village,
]I feel scared wishing this was a dream.
As day turns to night we can’t find a place to stay. The hard concrete
hurting our bodies and making us cold. People are crying themselves to sleep.
It’s hard to describe what people are feeling right now. We have walked for miles
on bare feet. Then we smelt the smell of fresh bread. We knew we were near a
village , but cheered. We followed them to the village, but it was empty know
one was there so we decided to stay there until someone comes back.
We were very suspicious, we were wondering where the smell of bread
came from, fresh bread.
hurting our bodies and making us cold. People are crying themselves to sleep.
It’s hard to describe what people are feeling right now. We have walked for miles
on bare feet. Then we smelt the smell of fresh bread. We knew we were near a
village , but cheered. We followed them to the village, but it was empty know
one was there so we decided to stay there until someone comes back.
We were very suspicious, we were wondering where the smell of bread
came from, fresh bread.
It is now night. People decided to sleep in the beds that were there.
But some didn’t trust. As the moon faded away and the sun rose,
The smell of bread came back. That was when we knew we were in
the wrong village. We searched the village just in case we missed something,
we heard footsteps coming from behind. We walked faster, and faster and the
footsteps came closer and closer. We stopped and realized that it was just me.
But some didn’t trust. As the moon faded away and the sun rose,
The smell of bread came back. That was when we knew we were in
the wrong village. We searched the village just in case we missed something,
we heard footsteps coming from behind. We walked faster, and faster and the
footsteps came closer and closer. We stopped and realized that it was just me.
We walked past rivers, trees and beaches, and still couldn't find a village,
As the sun was going down we had no hope…… But we finally saw something
smoke and we heard music and laughter. A VILLAGE! We all ran to the village
happily. They were very welcoming and happy that asked us to stay because
some of their people died and it gets very lonely sometimes. We all danced
and sang.
As the sun was going down we had no hope…… But we finally saw something
smoke and we heard music and laughter. A VILLAGE! We all ran to the village
happily. They were very welcoming and happy that asked us to stay because
some of their people died and it gets very lonely sometimes. We all danced
and sang.
Friday, 7 June 2019
Wednesday, 6 December 2017
Solomone Kata is a very happy person because he smiles a lot!
- Solomone Kata is a very sporty person and has a lot of energy.
- He can run more than 100 metres in 15 minutes.
- He has tackled over 12 players during 21 games!
- Solomone played a lot of games during the past years.
- He is a very happy person because he smiles a lot.
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a description.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I write five descriptive sentences to describe Solomone Kata using appropriate descriptive's and record it using Screencastify.
Thursday, 23 November 2017
Maui's hook is very helpful!
- Maui is as brave as a tiger.
- He may look scary but he has a kind heart.
- His hair is curly and bushy like a skunk .
- He has a hook that is bigger than himself!
- Maui can turn into anything he wants to thanks to his great big hook.
- His hook is so big and heavy that no one else can carry it but him.
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a description.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record six descriptive sentences using appropriate adjectives to describe Maui from the movie 'Moana' using screencastify.
Tuesday, 21 November 2017
The supermarket is as big as two elephants!
- The supermarket is as big as two elephants.
- The workers are very busy and calm stacking the items on the shelves
- It is noisy because there are people talking everywhere.
- The food in the supermarket is full of mouth-watering food.
- The sound of the trolleys rolling around sounds like roller skates in the park.
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a description.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record five descriptive sentences with appropriate adjectives to describe the supermarket
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record five descriptive sentences with appropriate adjectives to describe the supermarket
Friday, 20 October 2017
I wouldn't want to visit the desert!
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a description.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I use adjectives to describe the desert.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I use adjectives to describe the desert.
Wednesday, 18 October 2017
I like going to the park, especially with my family!
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a recount.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record a verbal recount about going to the park using Blabberize.
Wednesday, 27 September 2017
To much sweets can cause you to go to the dentist all the time!
Learning Intention: We are learning to persuade others our point of view.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record three arguments on 'Why children shouldn't eat to eat to much sweets' using Screencastify.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record three arguments on 'Why children shouldn't eat to eat to much sweets' using Screencastify.
Monday, 18 September 2017
Social media is bad for children under thirteen years of age!
Learning Intention: We are learning to persuade others our point of view.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record three arguments why children should not use social media using Screencastify.
Tuesday, 12 September 2017
He is a very good artist!
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a recount.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I use my brainstorm to record a verbal recount of attending our Duffy hero assembly using Screencastify.
Monday, 11 September 2017
We can communicate with each other using positive words!
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a recount.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record our first communication workshop with Meliena using a detailed brainstorm on Screencastify.
Sunday, 30 July 2017
Duffy theatre was really funny!
On Monday 24th of July, we had a Duffy theatre at the St.Patrick's hall!
There were three actors that acted out many characters such as Global girl, Duffy and Mother Earth. My favourite character was Global Girl because she was funny and her hair was nice.
First Duffy explained what book he was reading, then out of nowhere a huge storm came from the back stage and started spraying people with water. That was when Global Girl appeared and her mission was to keep earth safe. Duffy and her became friends and they worked together to save planet earth from being destroyed.
My favourite part was when Duffy gave Global Girl a fright because it was really funny.
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a recount about Duffy theatre.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I write a recount of our Duffy theatre experience using the correct writing structure: introduction, events, conclusion.
Thursday, 11 May 2017
Going to the park is fun!
During the holidays my family and I went to the park but my parents had to stay at home because they needed to do some work around the house.
First we put my their car seats, then everyone else came in the van as well. My big sister reminded us to put our seat belts on because my brother always forgets. Then my big sister drove us to Pak'n'save so we could buy some food we bought four packets of Crunch cheese, four packets of Cheese balls and some lollies. We also bought some drinks, we bought some tropical juice and lemonade.
When we were finished with our shopping my sister took us to the park. When we arrived we all took off our seat belts and we couldn’t wait to get out of the van. First my little brother and I went on the slide because it was our favourite thing on the park, and we went on the slide 5 times. Then my little brother and I went to my big sister, because my little brother didn’t want to play anymore as he was feeling exhausted so I left him with my sister. My sister Rhonda and I had a swinging competition and my sister won and I lost but I didn’t mind because i had a lot of fun.
Soon my sister called us to have something to eat, I ate cruncheese because it was my favourite. My sister’s ate the rest of the chips, then I had a drink because I was thirsty, I had the lemonade. When we had all finished eating, we went to play some more and that’s when my sister asked us if we wanted to have a race and I said, “ sure”, I won the race.
Before long, it was time to go so we packed everything up so we could go home. I had a lot of fun playing with my family.
My favourite part was when we were eating our snacks because I was feeling really hungry by that time and I had used up a lot of my energy by then.
Learning Intention: We are learning to follow the structure of a recount.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I write an introduction, the events and a conclusion to describe going to the park.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I write an introduction, the events and a conclusion to describe going to the park.
Wednesday, 5 April 2017
Duffy hero assembly is a lot of fun!
Today our entire school went to our school hall for a Duffy hero assembly. First we all sat down on the floor, then one of our teachers introduced our special guest. Her name was Vaimoana but most people call her Moana. She told us how much she loved Harry Potter and told us that books can take us to different places. I had a lot of fun learning about her.My favourite part was when she told us about her life reading Harry Potter because it was very interesting.
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a verbal recount.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I write a verbal recount about our Duffy Hero Assembly.Wednesday, 29 March 2017
Katie Glynn had a really hard life!
Learning Intention: We are learning to develop understanding of our person of interest.
Success criteria:I know I can do this when I use Blabberize to record a verbal recount about Katie Glynn.
Sunday, 26 March 2017
Orienteering is very interesting!
Today my class and I had our third session of Orienteering. We had to use a map to look for the controls. Our coaches' names were Leon and Irene and they helped us to read the map correctly. Irene gave us the first map and when we had completed our first map, we were given the second map. Leon helped us if we were lost. Orienteering is fun and challenging, I can't wait until our next session.
Learning Intention: We are learning to write a verbal recount.
Success Criteria: I know I can do this when I record a brief recount of our third Orienteering lesson.
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