Tuesday, 12 December 2017

year 8's big day out.

Yesterday the year 8's went on a big day out. We were given lots of challenges to find things, make things, and take pictures with things, Like we had to take a picture with santa claus, We had to make muffins and give them to the workers in the op shops. It was so nice to see the reactions to the op shop workers faces as we sang them a christmas song and gave them some muffins. Also we had to find some eggs on rabbit Island  and cook them on the bbq's.

 After we had done our little adventure thing round richmond we then got a surprise visit to the blow cart course, witch was super fun. At the start it was quite hard to go fast because there wasn't much wind but as we went on it became more windy and thats when we started to go fast.  After that we headed up to the Aniseed river for a swim. It was very fun jumping off the rock into the water although it was cold. 

All together it was a great day.

By Yaz and Rosie. 

Tuesday, 31 October 2017

The fear of needles ... 100 wc by Rosie

Beep beep beep beep, my alarm made an uncomforting high pitch beep waking me with a fright. Today was that day….

I walked into the room with clammy hands and a quivering lip.

As the door slammed behind me I knew there was no turning back, The nurse gave me a surprisingly nice smile. I sat down on the cold metal chair her warm hand wrapped round my shaking arm and the spiky point of the needle pressed into my soft skin. Ahhhh I looked down and it was gone. “Next!” the nurse said in chirpy voice.  

Monday, 30 October 2017

News report by Rosie

A frightening sight occurred on January 29 2012 at 11:12 a.m.

14 year old Libby Ryan's sodden jeans and Muddy gumboots were upside down in a lake, and it had caught the eye of 69 year old Michael Davis out on a walk.

Police have found fingerprints of 44 year old Palace Williams, known as Libby’s neighbour. Police have also said this sad incident is known to be a murder as they found bullet holes in the body. For more facts go to www.britain’s.newscom.

Thursday, 21 September 2017

Mahana And My Election Stuff 2017

Retire- Age 65 is normal and it shouldn’t change because if you retire any younger you might be wasting your life by just sitting round. Also why would you retire when you are still young and fit and you can still earn money. Once you have reached the age 65 at least you know that you have done something with you life, and now you’re at a good age to relax and sit back. (Also your body may be falling apart by then)

What for we vote for and why?            
Labour- Mahana and I would vote for Labour because,
We think Jacinda Ardern is a great leader and she tries to do things that New Zealand would need/like. Also She is a great public talker and she is young and fresh so she has new ideas to bring to the table.

Our own political party                   
Mahana and I would call our political party Patimapa to represent the Maori and Pakeha people in New zealand. We would change the fact that some children don’t have warm clothes full lunch boxes etc… So by doing that we would fundraise some money for the school to buy/cover the cost of those things, so that each child would be happy and ok at school. Because for some families they find it hard to find money for those things.

Describe an election in 100 words.
An election is a serious thing. It decides who will run our country and why. Every 3 years the New Zealand people get to vote out of parties like National, Labour, Maori, Green, New zealand first ect. At the moment Labour and National are the main parties that people are going for. Each party has a leader, for example Nationals leader is Bill english and Labour's leader is Jacinda Ardern, The leader for each party is the person who does debates against the other leaders. They are also the person makes the decisions for their parties. Being a political leader is a big job.

Sunday, 27 August 2017

My speech !

HAVE YOU HEARD About procrastinating?


It’s six o’clock on a Sunday night. My heart is racing. My speech is due the next morning. I’m sitting at my computer wishing I hadn’t waited until the last minute. I realised that if I had just written it when I was meant to instead of procrastinating I could have avoided this stress. Next thing I know it's six thirty and still no ideas, no words typed, no speech written.

What is procrastinating you may ask? Procrastination is the bad habit of putting work off until the last moment.
You might hear your Parents procrastinating when your Mum asks your Dad to clean her car, You may hear the excuses “ Honey your car looks lovely” or “hang on sweetie I’m watching the game.” You might not know it but even you procrastinate. Even if your mum asks you to make your bed and your answer is “Sorry can’t hear you mum” or even “mum I’m busy at the moment… playing on my phone.”

Most people procrastinate because they are told to do something they don’t want to do or they would rather do something fun like playing on the tramp.

A man called Mason Cooley once said “Procrastination makes easy things hard, hard things harder.” I’m sure you have all procrastinated at one time or another. I definitely have. But believe it or not, there is a positive thing about procrastination. It’s the difference between passive procrastination and active procrastination. Passive procrastination is one way of putting off work. It’s when you put something off, but don't do a useful task with your spare time. Studies have shown that about 80% of college students procrastinate. Active procrastination is when you know that there is something you should be doing, but you know that what you’re doing is more important and it will pay off in the long run. For example, you might have to take care of your little brother or finish your homework because you made a commitment. Active procrastinators are A) Good at organizing and B) Tend to work best under pressure and so they delay doing there work because they know that if they wait till the last moment, they will complete their work better. Active procrastinators also have lower stress levels than passive procrastinators. This is because they work better when they have an adrenaline rush. For example when they know their work is due very soon.

There are lots of reasons why a person might choose to procrastinate, some procrastinators lack time management, or even have a lack of motivation. Procrastinators also have a fear of failing. This is where they are afraid to work hard on a project as they are worried that their work isn’t up to a high standard.

How to avoid procrastinating…
When something pops up like a job or homework, straight away Your answer usually would be “I’ll do it in a minute” because you think you have something more fun to do. But you have to break that habit. I dare you all to next time you’re asked to do something you don’t want to do or will put off doing, jump up and say “sure, I would be more than happy to do it.” this way once you have finished your job or homework you can then spend some time doing what you enjoy. Here are some examples of avoiding procrastination, I hope you all have a pen ready as I know most of you will need my help with this.

  • Write down your goal and give yourself a deadline. A goal without a deadline can never be put off.
  • Break your goal into small parts, that way you can work on each part at a time.
  • Change your environment, this could mean changing the area in which you work or even just moving your phone or game out of your room so that you are not tempted to play with it.
  • Motivate yourself. Tell yourself that once you have finished your work you can do what you would chose to do.
By using these easy tips, you will definitely find yourself procrastinating less.

Thank you very much for listening to my speech I hope you have learnt something and that it has helped you not to procrastinate as much.



Thursday, 27 July 2017

Injustice work!

For my injustice work I did mine on American slavery.  So I wrote a story pretending I am a slave, In my story I put facts about where it was when it was and how it started. ect... The impact it had on me was that I realised how lucky we actually are living in this day and age, because if we were alive in the days of slaves many of us could have been slaves.  So I realised that people my age are all very lucky.  

Here it is=

It was 1619, I was living in west Africa getting along with my everyday life when a man came up to me and introduced himself as a 51 year old Portuguese man. He didn't take long to ask me who I was, and before i had finished he roughly gripped his clammy fingers round my arm. I fought against him with all my might but soon enough I was tightly chained up to other elderly young woman and men.

After a long time of walking the tears from my eyes were all dried out the scared screams had stopped. We were loaded onto a big ship not knowing where we were going or what we were doing. We were locked up in a small wooden room for days and days. After along journey we came to a stop. Slowly we got loaded of the boat and into a place called Jamestown Virginia in north America. We were told the news, tears started dripping down my face. I missed my family and friends.

We had our lives turned upside down, getting used and treated with no respect. One day we got put somewhere to work either making money or by selling rich crops such as tobacco plants. Or we cooked cared and cleaned for American homes. We didn't get paid, all we got was a rotting roof over our head barely standing. Tones of slaves tried to escape but if you did you could get whipped hung by your neck.

I am a maid, I love the kids I am not allowed to live with them though because in this day black Africans are known to be less important than white americans, so we can not have nicer houses things or lives. We can not sit on the same toilets as them or go to the same shops. To them our lives are meaning less.

Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Genius Hour !

Thursday, 15 June 2017

My Nana and Poppa's house.

The rich green hedge stands tall over its possessions. The droopy willow tree hangs lightly over the clear water pond. The golden fish duck smoothly under the light green lily pads. As the birds fly by they create shadows over the fresh summer flowers. The sun beats down onto the soft velvety grass. As I walk along the pebble path the rose bushes  lightly brush the tops of my feet.

The smell of the moan green grass and summer flowers gives off a calm vibe. I breathe deeply as I lay looking into the bright blue sky. The pond gives a smell of fresh algae. I looked over to the dark green hedge, it smelled of bonfires and soggy mud.

The place is getting older by the second but it’s still my favourite place on earth.

Rosie Neal.

Wednesday, 24 May 2017

My favourite place poem.

My Grandparents cottage was usual enough; It had
a hammock, a droopy willow tree, a pond, an old playhouse and even a 2 story wooden shabby shed that sat on the cold pebbles.  My sister cousins and I did what we loved to do, Gallop round in our togs, splosh pond water on each other, relax on the swaying hammock whilst eating my Nana’s melting gooey chocolate.
The warm summer days got cooler as it got later. All we did was lay on the fresh grass doing nothing important.

Rosie A Neal

Thursday, 11 May 2017

Cold Water Experience.

On a hot bridge valley day, I was slipping down the burning water slide.
My breathe was taken as I slide into the dark icy water. I couldn't see my noodle legs dangle beneath me.
Frantically swimming I was afraid of what my feet might discover underneath me.

The Lake was taking the feeling our of my numb body, as I was scrambling through the murky water to find the soft grass. Pulling myself onto the warm grass, my teeth chattered like an old engine. My hair was matted and soggy, woven with leaves hung old like a mop.

Tuesday, 4 April 2017

You are invited to build on to the story by adding a comment. This means you need to zoom out of the image below with your imagination...like who is holding the ice cream? What else might be in the picture if you zoomed out a bit? What might happen next? Be sure to read others' comments first, and continue the story, by zooming out even further. We could build an amazing story. Give it a go!

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Writing memories of someone we know/like/love.

I don't have loads of memories of my dad but the ones I do have are very special.

When I was small my Dad was tall, He was bald and his head looked like little chicks were about to hatch out of there shell. His limbs were long and lanky and he had dark olive skin. He had a very kind face and he had very big feet.

My Dad could always have a laugh and he was always waiting for the wright moment to make a Dad joke. After a long day my dad was still willing to kick a ball around with me. My Dad would usually be the one to put me in my naughty corner.  And he loved to go for a bike ride or for a walk with me.

I have some memories of my Dad and I going out and my Mum saying "Don't let Rosie have an ice cream because she has already had one today" and my Dad would say as soon as we got in the car "Lets go get an ice cream.

My Dad is my role model and he is very special to me.

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

Rosie's metaphoric poem!

Rosie is a long legged clumsy but elegant monkey leaping from tree to tree. 

Rosie is a pair of size 8 pastel pink ballet flats dancing the streets of London.

Rosie is a Metallic blue Limousine driving across the smooth mat black tarmac.

Rosie is a 2 story London apartment with glistening windows and a black grand front door.

Rosie is a blue striped bowl of long curly noodles trying to escape.

Rosie is a palm tree, tall and thin, original and bendy.

Sunday, 26 February 2017

My Weekend!

                                                          Athletics on the weekend

This weekend I had an athletics comp called Tasman Champs.
I had to do 7 events and for each event you got a point for where you came.
My events where, 
Hurdles, long jump, High jump, 100 metres, 200 metres, 400 metres and shot put.
I came 3 in my shot put 200m and high jump,
2 in my 100m, 400m and long jump and first in my hurdles.
It was a great weekend and i came 4th over all out of 11 12yr old girls.

Wednesday, 22 February 2017

Maths in class.


In class we are learning about Perimeter and Area.
We have got a new storage container and we have been finding out how to find out the amount of paint we need.  So we built our own mini paper model and measured the Perimeter and and area of it.  We have done measured the container so it will be all beautiful colours for the fiesta.

Our trip to Moturoa !

In class we are writing about a moment in time, We are adding descriptive words to it and mine is about our trip to Rabbit Island / Moturoa. ;)

I see kids sprinkling soggy sand.
I see the rolling waves coming up the shore.

I hear kids screaming and laughing amongst all the people.
I hear the soft sounds of the seagulls out at sea. 

I feel the sticky sea salt on my face.
I feel the refreshing water splashing up against me.

I wonder, what is out at sea?
I wonder what is underneath me?

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