weakly reflection

i think that SDL  is good for me because i get to sort out my stuff by my self. i think it is good so i can get a head start for when i am elder.  i think i am a little bit behind on my maths but i will be able to get it done. me and Zak are doing our inquiries  and we do it during SDL. i do my inquire quit a lot because i like doing it. i think new learning would be good but i already have a lot of work to do but i don't mind.   

this day in history

this day in history

on this day in history 1962 a rocket is launched in to space.  

weakly reflections

i think i would step up and say if i did not like something. i think that if their was an issue i would tell someone about it. with change i would make the most of it because i would not have fun if i did not. i think to get used to change i would try my best. 

vocab

hemmed . verb.

To enclose or confine.

The building on top of the lush green hill hemmed under the moon.

Bleak . Adverb.

bare desolate and often windswept.

The bleak landscape ran like a river of dirt.

goad . noun.

anything that pricks or wounds like such a stick.

I goad my brother with a stick.

Brittle . adjective.

easily damaged or destroyed.

I looked at the old brittle rock.

Taunt . verb.

to reproach in a sarcastic, insulting, or jeering manner; mock.

I taunted the old shed like it was a bully.

this day in history

on this day in history Caption James Cook sailed across the world and discovered Australia.

little red riding hood

Little red riding hood.

In a time of violence and war there lived a small village on top of a hill. The village had never seen the light since the last werewolf had been slayed with a axe through the head. In the old village there was a little girl. She was related to the old man who cut the last werewolf with a big axe right through the head. The man was wearing a big brown coat. Under the full moon the man gutted the wolf. He wiped the blood with his coat. The coat faded blood red. The man ran back to the old cottage doorway kicking his big old boots to the wall. But the old man didn’t know what was following him. One month later under the full moon the old man had got sick and was dying. When all of a sudden it hit the old man and he fell dead in the living room floor. The person who was living with him took the coat and went for a walk to watch him get buried. The rest of the time she was alive she had a baby that grew up and took the coat. Time passed on and the coat was passed through time until it was little red riding hood's turn to take it. It was a couple years after little red riding hood had the coat she got ordered to go to grandma's old cottage. Little red riding hood’s mum yelled that if she didn’t she would get the 5 knife slices. But it was the wrong day to go into the woods. The little girl grabbed the red coat and a big basket of treats to help granny. Mum told her to take a knife in case granny went crazy. So little red riding hood set off on her journey to grandma's house. It had been a while since she had gone to grandma's house. The path was a bit overgrown. When little red riding hood had reached halfway there was a small muddy hill and as little red riding hood slowly walked past she slipped and fell and ended down by a small river that was really cold and was a dark watery color that had big cubes of ice. Little red riding hood looked up and saw that there was a bridge in front of her that looked like blocks of chocolate. Next to her she saw a little boy that was quite fat. Little red riding hood asked whereabouts she was to the little boy and he told her to run away. He started to walk away with a small bucket of water he got from the stream. As he walked I looked in front of him and there was a big mansion of all the sweets you can imagine. It started to get dark and little red riding hood fell asleep on the moss. To be continued.

weakly reflections

i  think that it will be a change but change is good sometimes. I do think i will change because we will have a new teacher and they might want us to act better. i think having a new teacher their could be some more changes in work. i think it could be for the better because change is good. with change i will still be on task.

quick write

i was happy yelled Zoe on a Thursday morning. we are at a small country side and well i was eating lunch i header Zoe yell at the top of her lungs I AM HAPPY. It was a very disturbing screaming noise.  

quick write

the cat is out of the bag. all of a sudden the had jumped out of the bag and he was never going back in. what the cat had jumped out of was a small bag that was known as the ultimate 2000 witch is a bag that has a small cat in it and when it has to go toilet to it wont go under the bed. this was a 5 minute creation.   

this day in history

this is a 20 minute creation. on this day in history 2011 a big snowstorm hits NZ.  

quick write

leave me alone i'm about to watch the lights in the sky. I think that is one their I yelled out as everyone screamed and ran in fear. On the other side of the mountain I saw a big ball of gas balls come right at me but I could not run in time so I died. The end.  

weakly reflection

i think that i am kind of listening to what the teacher says but i could work on it and i could mabey do a bit more work.
i think i am using my time wisely but i could do more work and i could fit more things in the day so i can get more free time.
i think that trello is good for me and i can list out all of the stuff that i will do in the week and the day. 

Quick write

It was a ruff and choppy day out on the water at the beach. I had my best surf board and I was extremely eager to get on the waves and do some surfing. The sun shone brightly on to the waves as I was at the beach in my bear feet. The sand felt soft and scwished in between my toes as I walked out with my dog Poppy along the sand. This is a 5 minuite creashon.

this day in history

this was a 20 min piece of work.

scratch

Quick write

8/7/18/

I am Donald and my did you know my favourite instrument of all time is the pen garter witch I like to play and listen to. I have four different types of pen garters and I have five different albums witch are all different instruments. I have whiten a book about my life and how I got in to music. This is a 5 minuet pice of work.

this day in history

this was a 20 miniute piece of work.

this day in history

this is a 20 minute thing of work that me and Zak did.

Quick write

scratch

Weakly reflections

I think that I am going well with my groups this week. I liked how we get to do our vocabulary and how we can do watercolour.

The three little pigs

The three little pigs

Once upon a time there lived a house of five small and smelly pigs. Time came for the playful pigs to leave home. The last words from the smelly  pigs parents was to have fun and do not go to strangers house. Of course the pigs were not listening. So the little pigs trotted off wondering what to do first. The three little pigs went to town. They spent all of their money on stuff to eat and stuff to play with, but little did they know what awaited for them. The little pigs had spent all of their money on stuff they had not needed. The pigs found a old cottage sign that told hotel. The pigs thought about it and stayed the night but it felt funny for the pigs to not have anyone put breakfast on their table. When they got up out of bed they noticed some disturbing noise coming from a room that said keep out. The pig sat at the door waiting for something to happen. About two minutes waiting at the door someone turned the door handle, but before the pigs could run away from the door a big tall wolf stood at the doorway waiting for the pigs to move. The old wolf said in a deep voice “ hello little pigs ”and they all ran away but before the little pigs stubby legs could get to the door the wolf ran past the pigs and locked it up high where the pigs could not reach. The pigs were doomed. After a lot of panicking he pigs decided to go to their room. But on the way to their room the pigs walked past an old living room. It had a big table but what confused the pigs was their was smelly red blobs all over the table. The pigs sniffed it and the smell reminded them of their parents. The pigs  also saw knife marks. The pigs got frightened and ran to their room. They got to their room and was horrified they could not move because they all had knives shoved in their back. When the pigs got up from their sleep they still could not move because they were strapped to a table with big bloody leather straps. The three little pigs had nothing to do so they waited for the wolfs to come back and end their lives. The wolf never came back to the old cottage because he found out the pigs had a very bad disease called mouldy cheese cancer so the wolf had died in the woods and the three little pigs died happily ever after.

this day in history

this was a 20 miniute create.