SLJ - Teaser - Arts Day 1

This is a SLJ Teaser. I chose to do activity one for day one. I had to make a profile page for Lorde. Here is the one that I made. I hope you enjoy.

Paragraph Writing!

For a couple of weeks now, our class has been learning paragraph writing. We learnt how to leak our paragraphs, like having one topic in the first and linking that topic to the next. We had a picture to base our stories on. I wrote five paragraphs, and tried my best to link them all.

Displeasure ran through his nerves as a flake from the paint on the window pain fell into his left eye. He squinted to try to get the paint flake out but it was submerged into the bottom eyelid. For a minute after that he kept his eyes closed, trying not to feel the pain from the paint flake. He remembered his wife's eyes, beautiful and blue, like the waves that crashed onto the beach on their wedding day. All he was thinking about was good memories, everything to keep his mind off the pain. When he opened his eyes again, he howled. As soon as they were open, agony shot through his whole face. He wished so hard to not be in pain, to see his wife and kids again. 

He tried to remember their names, Lucy and Kit. Kit was probably at the basketball game that he paid to go to himself; Shouting “Go Team!”, because he didn’t know the names of the teams. Soon, he couldn’t feel pain anymore. Not in his eye anyway, in his heart, he still could. He was so used to the pain already, the physical pain, that he didn’t notice his eye was watering. Not from crying or missing his family, but from irritation in his eye. Soon, the attention was on his nose, all he could smell was musk and rotting wood. 

His eyes were closed for long enough and he was tired enough to just…

When he awoke, he didn’t know the time of day. He could taste the toothpaste from nights ago in his mouth. It was a faint taste, but still there. He smacked his tongue up and down in his mouth to keep the taste going, anything was better than mud and rotten wood. He suddenly got a confused look on his face. His position changed, must have moved in his sleep, which wasn’t like him because he is a still sleeper, he didn’t use to be, but he had to adapt to that life because of his wife, there couldn’t be two dancers, so he gave her the stage. 

Now, all he could think about was his wife; nothing else. He remembered her short curly brown hair. She used to streak it with blonde, which always looked amazing on her. Her short cut pencil skirt and pink blouse that she wore to the office every day, with maroon-ish purple lipstick, sometimes Lucy would steal and make a “masterpiece” out of it. One time, after Lucy put on her mothers' bright pink lipstick, we took her out with a kite and went to the park on the corner. It wasn’t a great park, it had a set of swings, a seesaw, and a slide. She loved it though. Her kite had a little monsters face, orange, yellow, teal and green. The main color was blue, but it had accents of the others. He would say “Luc, go get your twin! We’re going out.” He would say that because Lucy was a little monster; when she would be down, he would say “Your my beautiful, strong, brave, cute, loving and caring little monster, now go to bed and get some sleep.”

He loved having those talks with her, stroking her blonde hair that she never brushed. She had the same eyes as her mum though, bright blue with a hint of green.  He would stare into her eyes, seeing his wife in her. Lucy was going to grow up a strong and independent woman, just like her mum.

Kit looked much different from Luc and Emerson. When Kit was little, he would sit in front of the TV watching Teletubbies. His favorite was Laa-Laa, and he would always dress up as Laa-Laa for Halloween. Well, not exactly. When he dressed as Laa-Laa, he would dress green; just like Dipsy. But he would think he was Laa-Laa. and Emerson would quietly with her Husband.

Blessing Cards!

During last week and this week, I have learnt about Blessing Cards, and making three. We chose a blessing from the Old Testament, a blessing from the New Testament, and a blessing from the Many Lands. So, we were supposed to make three obviously. One for our parents/family, one for a friend, and one for ourselves.

We had to make them appealing to the eye and have the blessings on, and make them fit into the card. We were allowed to do it on paper or on our devices, I did mine on the device.  I really liked how we were creating them from scratch on our own. Maybe next time, it would be cool to make them to whoever we want. But yeah, I liked this activity. It was fun.

Here it is, Hope you enjoy.

Pink Shirt Day!

WALT: Write about Pink Shirt Day and what it means to you.

This week on the 17th of May, Our School celebrated "Pink Shirt Day"! 🎔

Pink Shirt Day is about "recognising bullying".  As someone who has been bullied before, I like that we can recognise the victims and encourage people to not bully.
"Be A Buddy, Not A Bully"
Pink Shirt Day started when in 2007 two students protected a boy who was wearing a pink shirt and got bullied and predicted to be homophobic.

Don't Bully!

My Mother xx

WALT: This week we have been doing "Character Descriptions" on our Mother or a close female in our lives. First we had to do "Physical Description", "Behaviour" Then "Environment & Belongings".
I did mine about my Mother. Enjoy.

My Mother

Hmm, let me think. My mother… Stunning.

Her eyes shine even when it’s a dull day. Her smile is brighter than the sun. She always has the same smell, flowers. In my opinion, she doesn't need perfume, because her aroma is blooming on it’s on. Her attire fits her perfectly, but she has these unsightly green jeans. That doesn’t matter, because one day, I’ll burn them.

You know I wouldn't do that mum!

Even though she's fifty-one, she looks twenty-five; and, she has a magical voice that puts me to sleep every night. Dad was a genius to marry someone like her!

You know what? Mum don't need no "Happy Pills". She's already joyful and unbelievable without them. Her sense of humour is better than mine, (gold medal for her!).

My mum effects people in a marvellous way. She will change someone's day with a smile or a joke. She surely changes my day with a smile and a hug. She would never use a rude word against someone. (At least not to their face!)

She likes to keep everything tidy. She’ll nag at me until I clean my room. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. When I'm making dinner, she makes me clean all the dishes before we serve, I think it's unfair. But you're the former chef here so I don't care. You'll always kill a spider for me, even when it'd be tiny, and if you're too scared to do it, you'll improvise and get Dad.

You will never know just how beautiful you are to me.

And with that mum, you're my hero!

♥

Famine and Drought. South Sudan. Newspaper Article

WALT: Create a Newspaper Article.


Me and Nevaeh have been working on South Sudan and their Crisis. They're in drought and famine and we don't want that to happen anymore! Me and Nevaeh have created a Newspaper article on the drought and famine to inform people about it.

Fatal Accident!

Fatal Accident!

On the twenty-fourth of march 2019,
Pig the selfish pug fell out of a window.

Pig’s brother, Trevor wanted to play with Pigs toys,
but Pig wouldn’t share.

Is that the truth though… Or is it lies.

Trevor's Statement:

“My brother kept piling on the toys.
Piling and piling. He climbed onto the top and bowed.
Then, the Tower of Toys swung this way, and swung that way.
Next thing I know he was out the window! I tried to warn him,
I really did. But he fell and his body was turned inside out”.

Pigs Statement:

“H-he pushed me.” Pig whimpered.
“He stuck his claw out and tapped it on one of my toys,
it’s HIS fault I’m like this!”

Who do we believe and who don’t we believe.

Reporter,
Kelly-Anne is going to interview Joyce McHale and Greg McHale,
the parents of Pig and Trevor.
Their statements:

“We were shocked and terrified when we found out t
hat Pig had fallen and had been broken inside and out.
But Trevor wouldn’t do that, surely! He’s the nicest dog ever.
I don’t know how to explain it. Me and Greg were at work.
All we know is as much as you guys.” Joyce finished speaking.

Greg didn’t want to say anything.

Until the police found out more, the case is closed!

Author of: Lauren Dreaver

Walt: Recognise that Te Atua acts as one in the world creating, redeeming and sanctifying

I chose Children to write about because, we're all children and we deserve love and kindness and parents.

WALT: Create a DLO showing your understanding of the impact conflict has on children and their education in South Sudan. What long-term consequences might lack of adequate education have.

G r ë ë n

G r ë ë n

I could feel them staring at me. I didn’t want to look at it, so I peered down into the water.

‘Becky’ I heard a voice say, ‘Rebecca!’. It was my friend Isla.

‘What, Isla?’

‘I’ve looked all over town for you, where have you been, are you okay, what’s wrong?’.

‘Isla, I’m fine. I just needed somewhere serene to clear my head…’

‘Okay Becks, why is everyone looking at you?’

‘I know as much as you darling.’

‘Okay bye’

‘Bye..’ I murmured.

Isla… understood me. I needed to clear my head daily, and she was so understanding of it.

See, my dad died a few months ago, and after my dad died my brother went mute.

When I went to clear my head, I would go somewhere serene and well… green.

It was such a relaxing colour, but wherever I went, someone was always looking at me. Two eyes peering, and I didn’t know why…

Maybe it was because I was always in the paper? The headings would be “Daughter of dead father seen again by a stream and a bridge!”

I hated when that happened.

I was as clueless as a kite without a person holding it.

The water was so slowly moving, the wind making the leaves on the tree’s dance. There were trees surrounding everything. It felt normal now to do it, and because it was a daily thing, I could know where I was going, I knew what to do. Just stand there and listen to the trees shuffling against each other. I didn’t even have to look, I just had to listen to find my happy place.

It wasn’t that green was my favourite colour, even though it is now. The places you go to that make you feel good, might be green, you never know…

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Treaty Of Waitangi (And more..)

WALT... Get information, Make a D.L.O, Then publish to your blog.

This is my D.L.O on the Treaty Of Waitangi...