I am a Year 8 student at Saint Patrick's School in Auckland, NZ. I am in Room 8 and my teacher is Ms. George.
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Friday, 12 June 2020
Tuesday, 24 September 2019
Treasure Box: Narrative
Our village has been bombed the library is on fire I see the fear and sadness in the villagers eyes. I smell the burning ashes of the burning books. I hear the crying of babies. I feel scared because I am scared the Germans might take all of my family.
As I walk around the village to see what was happening I see all the burning body’s around. I hear the bombs exploding everywhere and I also hear the crying of mother’s when the enemy tries to take their children. As I walk back home as if nothing is happening I grab my knapsack and start to pack everything I need. My father , I and the village start to flee the village. Looking back at the village is sad because I grew there and I have lots of memories with my family. For days and nights of walking we finally found a place to sleep, which was a big hole that could fit everyone in. After snuggling together to keep warm I look up in the sky and I start to think about my Mother, wondering where could she be, is she safe all I want to know is if she is still alive.
As we pack all our things getting ready to find somewhere else to sleep I am still thinking about mother. A few days later my father became very ill. His face was really pale and cold. He sneezed and coughed a lot. I stayed with him all night till I woke up and found him dead. My heart stopped. I started to cry but then I thought to myself, ‘’ he’s in a good place now’’. I didn’t have time to cry so I went and asked for help. Some of the people from my village helped me bury my father. When we finally said our last goodbyes some people put in notes saying that he was a ‘loving father, brother and husband.’ After the burial the people asked me, ‘’ what is that in your hand’’. I said ‘’it's a book that my father gave me, it’s about our people. The village said ‘’ leave the book it’s a waste of time’’. Instead of listening to the people I left my suitcase and took the book. As we are traveling I see this large mountain and I think about how I am going to travel around it. I am resting, I see this tall tree the people told me it’s called a ‘’ Linden Tree’’. I decided to bury the book there instead of carrying it around. For years and years I stayed in this strange country.
I am now 23 years old and I work as a police officer.
When my old village was fixed up again there was lots of colorful houses and the library was done up and it was painted different colors, it was so beautiful. I went into the library and I saw lots of books I started to read this fairy tale called ‘’ The Lazy Girl’’. After I had finished reading the book I started to walk back home I saw a little girl playing around the lendon tree so I went to her and said, ‘’ Do you know there is treasure here.” The little girl jumped for joy when she heard this so she helped me dig up the treasure. She said ‘’ will there be ruby’s, silver and gold’’. I took the book out of the thick cloth and she said “oh it’s just a book. I told her that this book is rarer than rubies more splined then silver and greater than Gold. The little girl asked me if she could read the book and I said yes. Years after that I finally got married with 3 kids and 4 grand kids. I first told my kids about the treasure and they had the same reaction as the little girl and I told them ‘’ Rarer than rubies, more splined than silver and greater than gold. After they had become men they got married and had kids, they told their kids the story too and they were amazed. This treasure became a tradition in our family.
As I walk around the village to see what was happening I see all the burning body’s around. I hear the bombs exploding everywhere and I also hear the crying of mother’s when the enemy tries to take their children. As I walk back home as if nothing is happening I grab my knapsack and start to pack everything I need. My father , I and the village start to flee the village. Looking back at the village is sad because I grew there and I have lots of memories with my family. For days and nights of walking we finally found a place to sleep, which was a big hole that could fit everyone in. After snuggling together to keep warm I look up in the sky and I start to think about my Mother, wondering where could she be, is she safe all I want to know is if she is still alive.
As we pack all our things getting ready to find somewhere else to sleep I am still thinking about mother. A few days later my father became very ill. His face was really pale and cold. He sneezed and coughed a lot. I stayed with him all night till I woke up and found him dead. My heart stopped. I started to cry but then I thought to myself, ‘’ he’s in a good place now’’. I didn’t have time to cry so I went and asked for help. Some of the people from my village helped me bury my father. When we finally said our last goodbyes some people put in notes saying that he was a ‘loving father, brother and husband.’ After the burial the people asked me, ‘’ what is that in your hand’’. I said ‘’it's a book that my father gave me, it’s about our people. The village said ‘’ leave the book it’s a waste of time’’. Instead of listening to the people I left my suitcase and took the book. As we are traveling I see this large mountain and I think about how I am going to travel around it. I am resting, I see this tall tree the people told me it’s called a ‘’ Linden Tree’’. I decided to bury the book there instead of carrying it around. For years and years I stayed in this strange country.
I am now 23 years old and I work as a police officer.
When my old village was fixed up again there was lots of colorful houses and the library was done up and it was painted different colors, it was so beautiful. I went into the library and I saw lots of books I started to read this fairy tale called ‘’ The Lazy Girl’’. After I had finished reading the book I started to walk back home I saw a little girl playing around the lendon tree so I went to her and said, ‘’ Do you know there is treasure here.” The little girl jumped for joy when she heard this so she helped me dig up the treasure. She said ‘’ will there be ruby’s, silver and gold’’. I took the book out of the thick cloth and she said “oh it’s just a book. I told her that this book is rarer than rubies more splined then silver and greater than Gold. The little girl asked me if she could read the book and I said yes. Years after that I finally got married with 3 kids and 4 grand kids. I first told my kids about the treasure and they had the same reaction as the little girl and I told them ‘’ Rarer than rubies, more splined than silver and greater than gold. After they had become men they got married and had kids, they told their kids the story too and they were amazed. This treasure became a tradition in our family.
Friday, 23 August 2019
Treasure Box
TREASURE BOX.
I see the fear and sadness in the villagers eyes.
I smell the burning ashes of the burnt books.
I hear the crying of babies.
I feel sad and scared because they took me and my family.
As I am walking back I think about all those terrible things that have happened in the village. All the booms, the burnt books and the burning flashes. Everyone is now asleep. The feeling of sleeping on the side of the road feels like lying on a solid bed with rubbish around it and insects crawling around.
We have finally arrived in the village it seems weird being in a new village, it’s okay. I have some friends now. But I miss my hometown and I want to go back. We had a big feast and we thanked the village for the food. My friends and I left the village first thing in the morning.
I am so tired of moving villages and trying to find food in the cold weather and trying to find different villages where I can finally stay and make my home. I am sick and tired of doing this everyday.
“ I JUST WISH MY VILLAGE WAS STILL HERE”.
Friday, 7 June 2019
Wednesday, 28 February 2018
Wednesday, 5 July 2017
Mangroves: By Kena
L.I-W.A.L.T-write a report.
Success Criteria: I am successful when I can write a report about Mangroves.
Mangroves have green leaves.They grow long roots. Their trunks are brown.Mangroves are tall trees that grow in salty water.
They also grow in muddy places.Mangroves can also grow in swamps.They grow in quite places.
Crabs ,small fish ,eels and shell fish can be found under the roots of the mangroves.
The roots hold the soil when the sea is rough. The wood of the mangroves can be made into a walking stick for people who can't walk.The lichen that hangs from the mangroves can be boiled make a green die.
Success Criteria: I am successful when I can write a report about Mangroves.
Mangroves have green leaves.They grow long roots. Their trunks are brown.Mangroves are tall trees that grow in salty water.
They also grow in muddy places.Mangroves can also grow in swamps.They grow in quite places.
Crabs ,small fish ,eels and shell fish can be found under the roots of the mangroves.
The roots hold the soil when the sea is rough. The wood of the mangroves can be made into a walking stick for people who can't walk.The lichen that hangs from the mangroves can be boiled make a green die.
Friday, 6 May 2016
L.I- W.A.L.T - write an acrostic
Success Criteria -I know I can do this when I can write an acrostic about my mum.
My magnificent mum
M- my mum is special she care about me.
U- my mum is unique,loving, and caring.
M- my mum is fabulous and beautiful.
M- my mum is magnificent.
Y- you are fantastic mum.
Success Criteria -I know I can do this when I can write an acrostic about my mum.
My magnificent mum
M- my mum is special she care about me.
U- my mum is unique,loving, and caring.
M- my mum is fabulous and beautiful.
M- my mum is magnificent.
Y- you are fantastic mum.
Thursday, 15 October 2015
In The Holidays
In
the holidays I celebrated my brother’s superhero 5th happy
birthday. My brother’s name is
Jacob. We went to Bounce and Beyond
entertainment centre.
My
mum said, “First we will put the Happy Meals out”, and she did. We had to wait to eat our Happy Meals until
my brother had put on his costume. Next the
rest of us put our costumes on. I was
Super Girl. My brother was Flash. My sister was Spider Girl. My cousin Gloria dressed up as Wonder Girl.
After
that the little kids sat down and my brother Jacob did his dance, for his
birthday. Then we opened our Happy Meals
and we ate them. They tasted yum.
Later
that day I played with my brother and cousin.
We played on the Bouncy Castle and finally we packed all of our
things. We took the presents back
home.
When
we got back home my brother opened one present.
It was a toy gun with sling shots.
Then he opened all of his presents.
He was really happy with his presents and I had a terrific day too.
Monday, 24 August 2015
Going To Q Rabbit With My Family
Going To Q Rabbit With My Family
On
the weekend I went to Q Rabbit with my family to celebrate my cousin Sam’s
birthday. My cousin Sam turned 1 year
old. There was my mum, dad, older
sister, three brothers and my brother’ Joe’s girlfriend.
It
was a super hero birthday. This means
that we all had to come dressed up as our favourite super hero. I didn’t dress up because I didn’t want to be
a super hero. My nephew and my younger
brother dressed up. My younger brother
is called Jacob and my nephew is called Isaac.
Jacob dressed up as an Ironman and Isaac was dressed up as Spiderman.
One
of the activities at Q Rabbit is face painting.
The lady painted my face as a blue and purple fairy. She put some white stars on my cheeks. When she had finished I looked pretty.
Then
I went on the big slide. It was big and
high. I slid down very fast and I
screamed aaahhhhhh! I went down with
Jacob and Isaac. They squealed like
girls and their noise hurt my ears. It
was lots of fun.
Next
we played with guns and pink balls. We
had to shoot the pink balls at other people.
I shot at my nephew and my younger brother. They yelled aaaahhhhh! Then they got angry at me and shot me. I yelled ow!
The two boys laughed at me. After
that we ate pizza, and chicken and chips.
I
like going to Q Rabbit with my family.
We all love it and we had lots of fun.
Monday, 27 July 2015
My Sleep Over
In the holidays I slept over at Gloria’s house. Gloria is my cousin. First we went to the $2 Shop together. At the $2 shop we bought a Frozen pencil case. Then I asked my Mum if I could sleep over at Gloria’s house. My Mum said, “Yes”.
At night Gloria’s brother kept waking us up. His name is Kep. Then we went into the lounge to see Victoria. Victoria is Gloria’s baby sister. She is a happy baby and very cute. She is little.
After that Gloria said, “Let’s go to sleep now”. I said, “OK Gloria”. The next day Gloria and I played together and we also played with Victoria. I was happy playing with my friends.
Friday, 7 November 2014
Hide n seek, can you find me?
At play time I played at the park. I played with Sione and Kyle. We played hide and seek. We had fun.
Monday, 4 August 2014
My Family
My Family
In
the holidays I mostly stayed at home.
One night my brother and his family came to stay for a sleepover. My brother’s name is Sefo. He came with his girlfriend. She is called Seta. Sefo brought my niece and nephew over too. They are Sefo’s son and daughter.
My
niece’s name is Nia. She is named after
my mum. Nia is only little. She is still a baby. My nephew’s name is Isaac. Isaac is only 2 years old. He is still young. He is younger than me.
They
all had a sleep over. This was because
it is going to be my brother’s birthday next week. He is going to have a party. It is going to be cool because all of my
family are going to be there.
By
Kena
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
On The Weekend
On the weekend I went to the beach. I went with
my family. I went for a swim with my cousin. My
cousin’s name is Gola. The water was a little
cold but it was nice to swim in. I had lots of fun.
By Kena
Friday, 28 March 2014
The Beach
The Beach
On the weekend I went to the beach. I went with my family. I went for a swim with my cousin. My cousin’s name is Gola. The water was a little cold but it was nice to swim in. I had lots of fun swimming and playing at the beach.
By Kena
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