Thursday, 15 March 2018

100 Word Challenge Week 7

                     Handle cup 

In a forest far far away live a girl called Aliyah. It was her birthday on Sunday, she wanted a puppy for her birthday. Her Mum and Dad said “you can't get a puppy, what else do you want?” She said “A hideout cup with all my toys and Teddy bears.When you pull the handle the cup will lift up and I can go in it. “ Today’s my birthday I’m going to see if I got the handle cup with all my toys and Teddybears? I went outside and there it was a Handle cup my wish came true.

Friday, 9 March 2018

100 word challenge

  This week we were given a story starter but what if I was in charge?
My focus was on making my story interesting and staying within the 100 word limit.
…but what if I was in charge?…

One morning I was on my way to school and I noticed that nobody was walking to school. I felt like there was something wrong there is usually a lot of people walking to school. I got into school and nobody was there so I walked into the office and nobody was there. I sat in my classroom for a little bit I was getting pretty tired.Then all the teachers and kids started to arrive.If I was in charge of the schools I would make sure that everyone was at school on time even the teachers.To continue

Friday, 22 September 2017

The piano

Th WALT write a descriptive piece of writing from the old man's point of view as he recall's his memories.

T The Piano       
Make a copy, rename and start your writing on your copy.

Click on the url below and watch the short clip.

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Before you start writing
This video is about a man  who remembers his past and recalls his memories. Think about how he would be feeling and other memories that this might trigger.

WALT write a descriptive piece of writing from the old man’s point of view as he recalls his memories.

Success Criteria
We need to focus on these things
  • Full stops, capital letters,
  • Paragraphs
  • We need to follow the sentence tools for our opening paragraphs.
Once this is completed you can publish it on your personal blog.
The piano
By Aliyah
I am an old man I love playing the piano .I am going to play the piano for you.I am so sad because I am remembering all the things that happened in the past.I am remembering my wife and how she died.She died when we were having our wedding.She had a heart attack 3 years ago.I remember when it was my 10th birthday I got a horse stick that you can ride on I was so excited when I got it. When I was playing the piano I remember when me and my brother was in the war we went behind a black brick wall I said don’t go out there but he did and he go shot in my arms.My last words to my brother was I will miss you so much and I love you.You have been the best  brother ever  

.His last words were I love you so much you have been the best brother ever to me.

Te ngahere

WAL about te ngahere, the rakau, the kararehe, the manu and the risks to the forest.

Thursday, 24 August 2017

100 word challenge



World Events for your writing
I’m sure you won’t have missed the events in Barcelona, Spain this week or the devastation caused by the mud slide in Sierre Leone and the violence in Charlottesville, Virginia. The prompt this week uses the emotions that the media has shown us.

Latest prompt
As I said at the top of this page, the events around the world this week:

… as it came rushing towards us we… 
I woke up this morning, I was late for work so I ran out of my bed. I turn on my tv they said there was going to be a storm. So I  went in my car, I heard people calling for help. I looked back there was a  wave of mud coming down from the mountain. I hopped out of my car a girl came up to me and said
“Do you know where my mum is?” I said
“ No why?” she said “My mum is in the mud” I help her.  As the mudslide came crashing towards us...

Friday, 18 August 2017

The Magician

The Magician

I open my eyes and think, who did this to me? why am I here? did I do something wrong? I look up slowly at this huge building I had a feeling that I was here once before. I have a flashback to my childhood this was the orphanage that I grew up in. I remembered more the only reason I went in the orphanage was because my family home burnt down. It only burnt down because of me! My mother told me not to use the oven. I escape I but I never saw my little sister or mother again. I put my head in my hands, a single tear came from my eye. I get up and sadly walked and open the dark oak door and saw, a picture of me as a kid. I turned around “Slam” the door loudly shut, I run up to it I pull and pull but the door was locked. I look at the stairs, with a thought, who locked me in here? I need to get out. I cautiously went up the stairs. I see my childhood self running down the stairs, I watch him, he went through some boxes. I remember there was a back door to the yard. I quickly went down the stairs, and I moved the boxes. In the boxes I saw rusty old trophies, dusty art and board games I liked chest the best. I liked learning new strategies to win the game. I finally moved all the boxes and found the back door. I open the door, with a fancy golden knob, and carefully crept out the garden.  There was a rusty fence, with a little brown gate, I walk towards it. There was a creepy voice calls me back to the building. I have a feeling like there more in the orphanage, that meant to be me, but why? I kept going up the stairs then I saw my little old bed. On my bed there was a little teddy bear with a nametag that said Mr J. Stuffington. I loved he as a kid he was my favorite toy. I was heading to go up more when a gust of wind came out of nowhere. I look out through the window there was a tornado of wind it was huge. I could was it it couldn’t be… my mother and sister? I run down the stairs to the back door. I got to the front of the orphanage but I  kept getting pushed back the winds was very strong. I kept running and running towards it but the wind pushed me back into a puddle. My clothes were soaked I looked up the tornado of wind kept getting bigger and bigger. I saw books and leaves everywhere on the ground I noticed an umbrella I had an ideal. I grabbed the umbrella and climb up the ladder beside the orphanage then I made it to the top of the orphanage. I jumped the wind blew into the inside of my umbrella pushing me up. I was up above the tornado I didn’t notice it before but there was a person at bottom of the tornado. In the stranger's hand I saw a stick it looked like the stranger was controlling the tornado. I was above my mother and sister but I didn’t think about how to get them down. I let go of the umbrella I fell right through I was right beside the stranger and tackled him. The tornado stopped everything fell including my mother and sister. I grabbed his stick and pointed it at my mother and sister they gracefully glided down, they looked as light as a feather. I looked at the stranger as he got he looked like me? He spoke
“I am no stranger I am the magician or what you call me your conscience”. Really I thought
“I will bring you back to your world” he said.
“I have one question why did you bring me here” I said.
“I brought you here so that you know that it wasn’t your fault that your house burn down, nothing was your fault and that you should have no regret. I said
“When you go back you will not remember this every happened and you mother and sister will be with you” he said

He grabbed his stick and started floated he zapped us and we were back. Now I can live a happy life with my family once again and will not have any regret.