I was a student at St Bernadette's Primary School. This is a place where I shared my learning.
Friday, 27 October 2017
Taonga - Pounamu Stone
This DLO Explains what Taonga is and why the Pounamu Stone is Taonga!
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Reading
Wednesday, 18 October 2017
The Life of a Meat Patty
In our class we were writing stories set in the past. We had to write about a random item (e.g a Meat Patty) from its perspective. I wrote about the sad terrifying life, of a Meat Patty.
The Life of a Meat Patty
One day at the farm, a truck stopped by. Farmer Jeb came up to me and my fellow cow friends and said “Off to the slaughter house with ya!” then started guiding us to the truck. When we got off of the truck the people driving the truck lead us into a building with a sign on the door saying ‘Slaughter House! Where farm animals go to die!’ They took us into a room, then one of them came to me and struck me with an axe. Everything went black.
I woke up a while later on a Gigantic table, I tried to run away, but it seemed that my legs were gone! A Giant Man stood in front of the table and grabbed me, he started to press against me with the palm of his hand and squish me, into a puck like object, He threw me onto a tray and I looked around, I was in some sort of factory. It seemed that they were making me into some sort of food! I passed out, just at the thought that I’m going to be eaten!
I woke up, finding myself on a soft bread like surface, a giant hand came down all of a sudden and put some sort of yellow sheet on me. The sheet felt warm like the milk from my udders, and started to melt onto my body. Then another giant bread like object is put on top of me, they put me into some sort of miniature cardboard box and everything went black for a minute or two.
The box has opened and I see a man sitting in front of me, "I can't wait to dig in!" he said, 'Is this the end? Is this how I die?' I thought to myself. The man takes a bite out of me, I tried to ‘Moo’, but I didn’t have a mouth. He kept on biting and biting, until there was nothing left.
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Writing
Wednesday, 27 September 2017
The Adventures of Jimmy Churner!
WALT. Use appropriate language features for a pick a path story.
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Writing
Tuesday, 26 September 2017
Syria
This Term, we were working on Social Justice. We had to pick a country, do research on that country and then present our research in a slideshow or doc or something. I found it difficult to put the information into my own words, I present you my Inquiry on Syria! Presented in an emaze presentation.
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Topic
Tuesday, 29 August 2017
Blank Canvas
Blank Canvas
Somewhere in a museum in Italy, after closing hours. There was thief who wanted to steal the Mona Lisa. He was getting lowered down by one of those tether rope things, that people in those spy movies use when their stealing something valuable, from an art gallery or museum. He finally had the Mona Lisa in his hands. He was about to leave, but since his tether rope harness thing broke all of a sudden, he couldn’t leave. Two woman walked slowly towards him, he stood as still as possible. “And here’s the Mona Lisa” said Number One, they looked at the blank canvas where the Mona Lisa was supposed to be. “... I guess they moved her somewhere else.” Number One said.
“Hey, what’s this?” Number Two said. “I guess it’s new,” Number One replied. The Thief stared at Number Two, as she observed him, and he started to sweat, and even cry a little. “I love how the eyes look at me wherever I go” said Number Two. “The expression on his face is sort of telling me “Why haven’t they called the cops yet?”, that sort of vibe” Number One said, “No no no, it’s more of a “Are they playing dumb or something?” sort of feel to it” Number Two corrected, “Or maybe his face is saying “Are they blind or something!? The Mona Lisa is sticking out of the duffel bag I’m holding bag”” Number One said, “Hmmmmmmmm, maybe. But there’s one thing for sure...” said Number Two, she paused for a moment and me and Number One were staring at her, “This art is AMAZING! I’ll take it! But let’s see more first!”. They left the building, then the Thief sighed with relief. The Thief waited till morning, only to find out they upped their security systems. Security Camera’s EVERYWHERE! Since there was no escape from the museum, he was fated to live the rest of his life, as art.
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Writing
Monday, 21 August 2017
How the Lochness Monster came to be!
I forgot to post this last Term, so I'm posting it now!
Last Term we were told to write a Legend about anything... So I chose to write about the Lochness Monster, and how it came to be. Laence the Turtle was a sad little Turtle and had a depressing life. But one day his life suddenly changed. Read check out my slide show to find out more!
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Writing
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