Monday, 18 September 2017

One big push

Ok, childhood memories... some childhood memories are hard to remember but some you can never forget. Like putting gravel in someone's room. I have to ask, have you ever pushed your baby sister off the couch?

It all started seven years ago. It was a normal evening, I was about 3 years old. I walked into the living room and noticed my spot on the couch had been invaded by a tiny monster who was sleeping in my spot on the couch!  The minute I saw her I knew something had to be done about this horrible

hideous monster? Questions were buzzing round and round in my head. Who was she? Why was she here? I was staring at her, this was torture. Why was she still there in my SPOT!!!
What was going to be done? Maybe I could throw something at her? I had an idea... she was still asleep…. but she didn't know I was there. I struggled as I got on the couch. No one was looking except me. Who did she think she was sleeping in my spot? She was looking like she owned the place. I crept on my hands and knees along the couch, each step bigger than the last, trying to get there as fast as I could while trying to be as quiet as a mouse.

Finally there I sat next to her. Ok I thought just one big push- she didn't move. This time I nudged her, she still didn't move. I swear that she was not a baby, she felt like a huge bulky woman!!! A boulder super glued to my COUCH!!! A  heavyweight BOXER. Whoever or whatever she was I had to give more than a push, more than a nudge, one more big shove and I'd get my spot back. One two three push!!! Suddenly she was gone! In a flash!  She’d disappeared! Vanished!  Where did she go? I was looking everywhere, I was like a doll turning my head 360 degrees. There she was…  still asleep in my mum's arms.

Gretel should know that's my spot. No one sits there except me. Gee she's got a lot to learn if she wants to be in this family. That will teach her never to sleep or set foot or even a finger in my spot ever again. Oh and trust me she never did and know one put her there ever again.

So some childhood memories can be embarrassing, silly, or weird. This memory I definitely always want to remember because I can look back and think gee I was one mean baby. That doesn't mean you have to share all of your memories because some can be really embarrassing but memories can be really cool things to hold onto.

Sunday, 13 August 2017

How planes fly

How do planes fly?  As you know planes fly from country to country. Well have you ever wondered how?                                  

Lift is a force, lift works against weight. Lift is created mostly by the wings of a bird or plane. Lift makes objects come off the ground.  Weight is the force that pulls planes down to the ground. Drag is a force. Drag is used to slow the plane down so it is able to land. Thrust is used to overcome the drag of an airplane, it is a force that moves an aircraft through the air.

Planes fly because of lift and thrust. Lift gets the plane off the ground and thrust keeps an aircraft moving through the air. Drag is the force that slows the plan down, drag is important when the plane is landing. Drag slows the plane down when the plane is about to hit the ground. For planes weight is always pointed to the centre of the earth, weight is important for landing because it holds the plane to the ground.

In conclusion, it is clear that planes need the four forces in order to fly. It's clear that humans can't fly because gravity is pulling them down, as they don't have enough lift and thrust to overcome gravity and their heavy bodies.

Sunday, 30 July 2017

Search and rescue

Search and rescue
Our group is at search and rescue, standing there in the cold, waiting for Dale and Alisa to scream RUN. We were desperate to win, wanting to sprint faster than we had ever done before, to find the perfect hiding spot.  Still standing there in the cold, shivering, we finally heard RUN!!!

We sprinted faster and faster. The trees were putting their scratchy fingers in my ears as I rushed passed them.  The bushes were biting me with their prickly leaves and branches.  We slipped and slid on the muddy ground, the walkie talkie firing questions at us - “Are you near a stream?  Are you by a muddy hill?”  Our group continued to scramble up hills, down hills, across bridges, still trying to find the perfect hiding spot.

 I felt like there was a lake in my shoes, hearing the water squelching as I ran. Finally we found the  perfect hiding spot.  We crouched down behind the leaves, trying to calm our huffing and puffing. The walkie talkie was still having a conversation with us - “Where are you? Are you by a big tree?” The questions were coming like bang, bang, bang. We heard voices. We attempted to be as quiet as a mouse and as still as a statue.  We stared at them through the gaps in the leaves. They hadn't seen us. Then we heard Dale and Alisa talking on the walkie talkie, “Come back.”  We had finished and we hadn’t been found - we had won!

All I could think about was - how do we get back?

Sunday, 9 April 2017

Discovering my whakapapa

Discovering my whakapapa
My mums full name is Bridgett ann hunt
My dad's full name is adam holland.

My mum was born on the 8th may in nelson 1975
My dad was born on the 31 of march in london 1980.

My mum lived in nelson because that's where my great nana and poppa lived.

The things my mum remembers about my great nana that she was the best hide and seek player she smelt like soap and had really soft skin.

The stories that have come down down to me about  my parents grandparents and more distant ancestors are that my dad's grandfather thought the Africans tribes people to shoot guns. My mum’s grandma sailed from island to Christchurch.

The things I learned from my parents was honesty kindness work hard and believe in yourself.

Monday, 6 March 2017

The terrible horrible no good very bad day

Once there was a girl called Izzy and this is the story about the terrible horrible no good very bad day. Once Izzy went to bed with vivid on her hand and when she woke up she screamed, it looked like the vivid had been dancing on her face. Then she went to get dressed but whacked her head on the cupboard. Izzy could tell it was going to be a terrible horrible no good very bad day. 

When she was at school she just finished her painting, tripped and ripped it. At lunch Izzy asked Tiffany if she could have some of her doughnut. Tiffany said “No go away” and then she gave Ella some and they both laughed. After lunch they had to do maths, Izzy hates maths. Izzy asked Ella if she would help her but Ella said “No go away” and then Ella went and helped Manisha. Izzy could tell this was a terrible horrible no good very bad day. 

At dinner time Izzy found out  there was just pineapple on pizza. She asked where the other types of pizza were. Izzy’s brother said “Oh I ate them but you can have the crusts.” So then Izzy asked her brother “Can I have some lemonade?” “I drank it but you can have some water,” said Izzy’s brother. Then Izzy heard the worst noise anyone could ever hear “Izzy time to go to bed!” Izzy knew this was a terrible horrible no good very bad day.

Monday, 5 December 2016

Imaginary friend

Meet Crag, he's got a big rainbow afro that's very noticeable. He's short and chubby but walks tall. He wears a bright pink top, purple pants, long socks and bright green shoes, a bright pink tie,and he wears big silver glasses.  His nose is white and round, he has big lips and a tidy looking brown beard. His legs can hardly hold up his body as he walks very fast. While walking he moves his hands back and forth.

He’s sensible, never stops smiling, he loves to talk a lot. He loves to hang out at his fridge a lot because he likes to eat all the ice cream out of it. His talent is talking, his special interest is opera. He hangs out with his friend Mr Tree Girl, Mr Noodle Bum and Fred. He sways his hips from side to side talking to all the people he sees. He stomps along the ground, you can hear his feet banging on the ground as he walks along.         

Crag is always in a happy mood he's never sad. His voice is very happy. He doesn't have an accent. He talks to others with a very happy tone of voice.

Crag hangs out with people like Bruce and Fred. People respond to Crag with laughter and happiness. People think that he's happy, funny and cool. He lives in a clean house and loves to keep it tidy. 

Monday, 21 November 2016

On Wednesday we went to Travis Wetland. We saw so many cool birds. I chose this photo because it was a really cool photo and it made me feel excited and amazed.