I knew that my mum and dad were angry. She called me and my brother to the upstairs hallway. She said ``which one of you threw the packet of toilet paper in the toilet cos you have wasted 7 rolls of toilet paper”.My big brother bailed out of it with a lie. I got told off and embarrassed in front of my best friend and I kept on saying``dad I didn’t do it” I was crying well I was saying it .Finally my brother gave in and said that he piled them one on top of the other.Then he got banned from his phone for a week. I got his phone for a week. He was grounded.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
'Blame' by Kate
'Triathlon' by Rosa
I was so nervous...
I felt like I was going to throw up.
BANG!
The gun went off.
I was in the pool like a shot... swimming my heart out .
At the last minute I slowed down a bit
but I held strong till the very end
I hopped out of the pool and went running for my bike.
Where is my bike?
I was not going to let this slow me down.
I ran up the aisle thinking where I could have put it.
Then it came to me... it was the last bike in the row.
I went zooming down and I found it.
I took my cap off, dried myself, put the top on
and did my shoes up and I was away.
I was on my bike
I went riding out of the venue and around to do my 3 laps
But halfway through my 2 lap I collided with another bike
I thought this is the end of my race.
but it was not.
Instead I got a HUGE graze on my leg
I got back on and took off like a rocket
I was on my way.
When I got back from doing my 3 laps I still had my running to do
so I had to remember where I had got my bike from
so I put my bike and helmet away and then I went running
with everyone else.
I was running out and then I had this terrible stitch that stung the whole way.
It stung so much I had to stop and breath because it hurt so much.
I came running to the home stretch
I felt amazing just doing it
I came flying past 3 other girls
and I came past the line in 23 place.
I was so pleased with myself
I could not wait to do it next year.
I felt like I was going to throw up.
BANG!
The gun went off.
I was in the pool like a shot... swimming my heart out .
At the last minute I slowed down a bit
but I held strong till the very end
I hopped out of the pool and went running for my bike.
Where is my bike?
I was not going to let this slow me down.
I ran up the aisle thinking where I could have put it.
Then it came to me... it was the last bike in the row.
I went zooming down and I found it.
I took my cap off, dried myself, put the top on
and did my shoes up and I was away.
I was on my bike
I went riding out of the venue and around to do my 3 laps
But halfway through my 2 lap I collided with another bike
I thought this is the end of my race.
but it was not.
Instead I got a HUGE graze on my leg
I got back on and took off like a rocket
I was on my way.
When I got back from doing my 3 laps I still had my running to do
so I had to remember where I had got my bike from
so I put my bike and helmet away and then I went running
with everyone else.
I was running out and then I had this terrible stitch that stung the whole way.
It stung so much I had to stop and breath because it hurt so much.
I came running to the home stretch
I felt amazing just doing it
I came flying past 3 other girls
and I came past the line in 23 place.
I was so pleased with myself
I could not wait to do it next year.
'The Broken Bike' by Grace
As I ride my new bike down the pathway,suddenly the front weel flew off. Nothing was going through my brain. It was silent for a moment, then bang the weel was bouncing and banging along the pathway,ouch the bike flipped backwards. I hit my head on the concrete.
I screem,cry and yell in terror. Ouch the bike was still on me i keep yelling so my parents can hear me the bike was hurting my stomach as the seat of the bike was painfull .A few secands later mum and dad ran out the garage in horror of the new bike that had fallen to pieces.
I screem,cry and yell in terror. Ouch the bike was still on me i keep yelling so my parents can hear me the bike was hurting my stomach as the seat of the bike was painfull .A few secands later mum and dad ran out the garage in horror of the new bike that had fallen to pieces.
'When my Auntie Died' by Adam
I felt weirdly numb all over. I had just heard that my Aunt died. I didn't feel sad and then I got sadder and sadder and sadder. I didn't like eating at the table. I felt so weird I thought I was going to faint so I quicley ran to the sofa and tryed to get my mind off it so I tried to wach tv but it didn't work. I kept on crying and I felt this was like the worst thing that happned to me.
'The Fall' by Ruby
My feet slipped off the pedals. I heard a siren, it just wouldn’t stop. I was trying, trying to reach the brakes but I couldn’t. My stomach felt like it was going to burst with butterflies until those butterflies turned into moths. The sweat dripped off my head to the sizzling hot concrete. Oh my god I can’t stop my bike that was the one thought that kept repeating over and over in my head. Wondering what was going to happen I looked over, my mom was standing in front of me. She stopped the bike. I heard the siren again and then figured it was me. SLAM I hit the ground I was moaning in pain. I watched as my cold tears drip from my face to the boiling ground. I hugged my mom as tight as I could. I went inside limping. At least its over I said.
'Time Out' by Emily
Zoe slapped me. I slapped her back. When I looked up mum was looking angry at me and put me in time out. I tried to explain that Zoe had slapped me but she did not listen.I felt annoyed and angry at her. I started crying.It was not fair? Why won't they listen to me? I want to get out of here. Finally I got out of time out and got to explain more and it all ended out happily.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Visit by Author Sharon Holt
It was a real treat to have author Sharon Holt spend today working with our students. She talked to Harakeke hub students about her books and how she came to be an author of books for children. She also worked with 15 Harakeke students on a writing activity and they learned how to capture a strong emotional event in words. Many of them commented that they gained more confidence in their writing as well as learning new skills. Their writing will soon be published on the library blog. Sharon also shared her picture book Did My Mother Do That? and her Te Reo Singalong books with Koru hub students. It was a great way to end Maori Language Week with the junior students singing and dancing along to Kei Te Peke Ahau.
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