Tuesday, 31 March 2015

April Fools....


The one day where smiles are deceiving...April Fools...

My Bio Poem...

Good day to you, reader. This is my bio-poem. Possibly my last one for Tamaki Primary...sorry. This is what the class was doing for the classroom to display on the walls. The ones I read are pretty good! This is my one, really, uh...I don't know, informative?

Willy

Intelligent as he can be, wittier than the internet, creative with paints and words, taller than the school
Son of Mel and Fili, brother of Martini and Abigail
Loves life more than the next guy, new journeys, and school
Who feels mostly tired after running, happy in several moments, and calm when perfect
Who needs his mind in learning, his humour in fun, and his words for inspiration
Who gives his all in everything, witty sayings to his friends, and advice for help
Who fears a world of darkness, heights, and cruelty
Who would like more peace in the world, a change in people’s spirits, and forgiveness for the incidents in the past
Who loves perfect moments, funny and unexpected events, and jokes that no one gets but adults!
Aspires to be anything he can be, as along as he can love it as well.
Who comes from Auckland, New Zealand, and lives in Auckland, New Zealand



Sorry, people, my last name is not allowed.

Term One - Heroes - Reflection


Good day to you, reader. This...is the end of term reflection, for this term. Wow, I realised I haven't done these in a LONG time! It's always because "something" happens and I miss my netbook. In fact, this might be the first one in like, a year. Don't judge me! I help people! A lot...oh...

This term's topic was "Heroes". More specifically, real life heroes, and fictional heroes.

Enjoy the presentation.

Monday, 30 March 2015

April Fools...

School ends on April Fools...so...maybe...


Anne Frank...

Hello everybody, MY name is Abraham Burnley, and this, is WIlly's presentation (which I presented myself, because Willy was a bit too shy!). It is to do with his hero which he had done for the term (Inquiry Topic's Heroes), Anne Frank. This presentation was a bit good, if you ask me. Go on, ask me. No, don't. I can't re...no, sorry, the presentation.


This presentation shows the outcome of his LOONG and painful research. I tell you, he did ask for help from a few people, and not only that, he was helping people a lot for most of the given time. And this is the final product.

Because of me (sadly), he got a merit. Sorry, Willy.

Anyway, enjoy the presentation! This is almost like a Sequel to his last presentation that he did last year all to do with the World Wars One and Two.

-Abraham Burnley

Friday, 27 March 2015

Step It Up Brick

This google drawing shows my beautiful work I created in class (being busy on it) William reporting
that Willy is the best student who always stays on task, his the best, we Kia Manawanui loves him.
Especially Abraham Burnley.   

Thursday, 26 March 2015

Malama Honua Experience Presentation!!


Hello, everybody, my name is Willy and I experienced one of the most rarest things in my school life. Te Malama Honua Voyage visit that happened yesterday. There was the name for it specifically, but I forgot. Sorry. It was a great time there at Point England Reserve, but there were a few regrets. Probably made myself get noticed. A lot.

Hope you enjoy the presentation! It's quite dependent!

Wednesday, 25 March 2015

Riddle Me Wednesday!

This is the last Riddle Me Wednesday for this term.

Last week's riddle:
There was a green house. Inside the green house there was a white house. Inside the white house there was a red house. Inside the red house there were lots of babies. What is it?

Answer:
A watermelon. Geet iit?

Anyway, this week's riddle...

Two men are in a desert. They both have packs on. One of them is dead. The other man has his pack open, and the man who is dead has his pack closed.

What is in the pack?

The answer will be given on the first Wednesday of Term Two. Hopefully...

To give a guess, comment below!

Riddles are not my own, but the internet community's.

Sunday, 22 March 2015

2 Weekly Post (16th March - 20th March)

So, Cyclone Pam was on New Zealand, and there was a huge amount of rain that came through Auckland at midnight. How swell! I couldn't sleep that much on Sunday night!

Monday morning. I woke up, looked out the window, and what a surprise. It was raining. Yaay...and what a bigger surprise that I had to go to school early. Yaay...but what was more weirder than the fact that it was raining continuously, was the fact that I was quite literally, the only person outside on the courts at school when I arrived. Literally. Only me. Outside. I could've just walked inside and waited, but a moment like this only happens once...every year.

I admire the school by myself for a while, until Maui shows up. Way to end the minutes in the rain, Maui. Then all of a sudden, everyone showed up! It was like the moment by myself had completely vanished before my eyes. I walk inside in confusion on what just happened. Then Mehi comes through the door. Bags in lockers, it's not 8:30am. Better get out.


Now, let me talk about Maths. It was surprisingly hard. I couldn't believe it. And the fact that people needed my help when I was also struggling...wow, talk about another sign of misfourtune.

And I tripped down the stairs while we were cleaning up. Bad luck, I SOO dislike you worse than before now!


But before you start thinking the hard Maths work was finished, there was a survey. Now, this survey will probably be the best...survey...ever...done. Everyone was so confused! Even I was! There was a game, some measuring, uh, questions. Weight questions, such as our school bag!

At least Monday ended with a visitor from Australia showing his culture to us and showing what his culture does, representing it with dancing and chants and songs and interactive plays...amazing, then there were visitors from somewhere (I forgot, sorry), and wow, they were interested.

Monday was great, but some of it was weird. Should've saved it for Wednesday.

But Tuesday came along, and boy, maths sure was hard! Again! Bad luck, you can go now! Ohh...and, to make the luck worser, Ms Aireen wasn't at school. Ohh...

Yeah, I shouldn't talk more about Tuesday. Let me just say that some people were mouse looking for the cheese. Unlock that code, and you'll know what I mean.

And that group of mice, or pair of mice, continued to follow the trail to the cheese they desperately wanted. But while the mice were doing that, the house owners had "no idea" that the mice were actually there. No such idea, that they are continuing with their on-going lives, and complete some "word" on a "topic".

The End. Oh, by the way, the mice were trapped on the mousetrap later on. The End for now.

Thursday! Because Wednesday was an amazing metaphoric story that was completely made up! This day was supposed to be the day where the Student Councillors would have their first afternoon meeting (I possibly mentioned this last year, but it's also possible I didn't), but it was soon canceled. Dang it. At lunchtime, though, it was quite interesting. Abraham came for a brief period of time to defend his case about the slap-cam outbreak, happening around the class.

It ended with Whaea Petra slapping Stanley. TEACHER BRUTALITY! Haha, just kidding. We didn't actually see...

There was no Technology (aww...boo!) because Ms Aireen was not at school again (more boo!). Information rised that she had been sick. Dang it, the bad luck's gone worse. At least the class did some art, and a test, too. Weird test, but if that's the type of test where you need to look and listen and read carefully, sure, I'll do it.

Now, another Metaphoric Mice Story thing...

The mice were in a pickl...no, they were in a mousetrap. And the owners, without noticing, walked past the said mousetrap. The mice were alone. The two, exhanging thoughts with one another. Then, out of the blue, they were out of the mousetrap before you knew it! They had disappeared! But, one mouse, in curiosity, decides to come back for another round at getting the cheese. The owners had now noticed the lonely mouse, almost scared to death by the surprise of the creature. One of the owners, out of bravery and ignorance, said to the other, "Hey! It's just a mouse! Don't be scared!" and the owners ignored the mouse, leaving the mouse lost and confused to where the cheese would be. So, the mouse retreats...

The End (for now)

Now, onto Friday. (laughs) Sorry, it's so amazing how I can use some sort of metaphor to translate a day into a story that is completely cryptic, and then let you try to figure out what it's about. So cool. Not really, but at least I could write metaphors! Or maybe the metaphor I used were not good. Oh well.

Friday. At least Friday ended with honesty from everyone. But, you must always remember when seeking the truth...

"Everyone wants the truth, but no one wants to be honest." -WikiHow, 2015.

Have a great next week, everyone.

2 Weekly Post (9th March - 13th March)

Wow, this week was a bit of a hard and weird one...

We start with Monday, and luckily, I come close to early in the morning for the Breakfast Club. Tanisslous is there, with his brothers and that, looking as if they were waiting for me. We wait a while, talk amongst ourselves. Cavhyon's brother comes near me and I ask where he is. He was SUPPOSED to be here by now. Ohh...no, he wasn't. Dang it.

After a moment of talking, I open the office door, and before you know it, the door shuts itself, locking the other guys outside. Oops. After that awkward moment, we head for the hall. Breakfast Club is on after all. Great. Just hope the others show up.

Mehi does. As always. Only this time she's late (weird). Toast is out and some Milo is served. Miss Thompson and the three of us talk about stuff. La de da. It was going so well. But the fun ended when I had to go back home after........just to pick up my sister, gosh, who thought something bad when they thought that?

And with that I'm back at school at something past nine. Aaagh, WHY!!!???!?!?!

Then there was some maths....ahem...ahem...and then some reading after...ahem, and wow, Brodie really used some imagination for one sentence in the work done...let's just say that everyone was in "tribulation" in his sentence. Geet iit?

Our First Picture Together...aww...
And to move things along, I introduced a new person to the blog. His name...Abraham Burnley. He is such a better and more confident self of me, I mean, I am older than him (his brithday's October 2nd), but he is the more "intellect" side of me, who has now become a human being, roaming through Tamaki Primary in a serious way.

He saved the day once, but I'll talk about it after. Right NOW, I'll talk about Tuesday. Tuesday was not as a Tuesday would be. Instead, I was to be answering questions with three other Student Councillors about learning. Gosh, it was hard. What was even more hard was the fact that I was to lead some teachers, along with Brandon, around the school. Read more about it here, and then here, and then here!

So, after Tuesday, there was obviously Wednesday. This was the day the class got their World Map, so they could see the visitors from around the world. Oh, that reminds me, have you noticed how my blog background is different now? It look's pretty cool, am I right? I don't know exactly if it is better than the classic "apples and learning background name, I forgot the actual name" background for the blog. Ha...

After school, though, Abraham Burnley, my alter ego/second self was wondering to himself...

Hmm...Willy, I don't understand your investigation. Could I borrow your netbook?

With that, he sent an e-mail to Ms Aireen about the inquiry investigation. More specifically, what would our purpose of investigation would be for our, investigation on our hero. Then the next day...Thursday. A meeting with the Student Council. Yum. Hash browns, hot chocolate, and other breakfast foods. Wow...

Then there was technology. Art. Love it. Amazing things happen when you're in the art room with Mrs Manuyag. Either you become creative with the colour paint, or get light headed with some black ink paint. Eitherway, you would enjoy the wonders that is the Art Room. My group were focusing on making quotes with colour, and the result was amazing! The words are white and are almost easy to see, if you think about it! Oh, man, I need to express my creativity more...

Oh, and after Morning Tea, which was Inquiry I think, Ms Aireen explained the Inquiry process with us. Specifically. With everyone. Thanks to a lovely, charmng, intellegent, person of mine...no, not me, Abraham Burnley. And yes, I did say his last name. I will always do that.

So, without any interruptions from any other event, this day was Friday the 13th. I've always have some bad experiences with Friday the 13th. One time the other year, my dad got his license suspended, and he could no longer drive any longer. Although, the other time, I had cakes and free time at school. What would this day be like?

Normal. Normal! It was normal! School was normal, I was being careful, but that wouldn't be necessary since everything was normal. I went home, it was normal. Wow, what could be better than this?!

The next day, my dad received his license back! Oh, goodness me! It was amazing! His license back after two years! Wow!

But would the normality end and have bad luck come over us?? I guess it would. A cyclone was coming to New Zealand, after wrecking Vanuatu (which is pretty depressing, to think of it), it was gonna come...straight...here...at least it wasn't Auckland that was gonna be affected, but there was rain...


Thursday, 19 March 2015

Bloom's Taxonomy Current Events T1W8


Here is the Current Events presentation for this week. It's about an elderly man who accidentally shot himself with a cannon type shotgun. I was learning how to analyse a news article or news story.

Hope you enjoy!

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

Riddle Me Wednesday!

Hello, good day to you reader, and welcome to another edition of Riddle Me Wednesday!

To start things off, here's last week's riddle and answer:

In a one-story pink house, there was a pink person, a pink cat, a pink fish, a pink computer, a pink chair, a pink table, a pink telephone, a pink shower– everything was pink!What color were the stairs?

Answer: There weren't any stairs, it was a one story house!

You possibly already got that if you kept reading that...now onto this week's riddle...

And it's a classic!

There was a green house. Inside the green house there was a white house. Inside the white house there was a red house. Inside the red house there were lots of babies. What is it?

To have your say, comment below and guess!

*This types of riddles can be found on the line. Visit http://brainden.com/logic-riddles.htm. But don't cheat!

Reading Highlight #5

If we can move along, they were heading into the night. Something awful happens, like, for say, a poisonous fog enters the forest. The four run off, affected, and to make things more worse, Mags kept falling off each and every one of them. To save them, she sacrificed herself, running into the poisonous fog and dying straight away. Sad for Finnick, she was his mentor. Oh, by the way, Mags kissed Finnick before literally running into her death.

At day, the THREE now have seen another couple of people being stranded on the beach closeby. Katniss knew them, of course, and so they help them. They're now allies at this point, I think. The...uh...six (I think) are making their way to the Cornucopia, where all of a sudden spins out of control. Most of them have almost been thrown off the Cornucopia. Most. Only one of them, named Beetee (male), was out in the water.

The Cornucopia stops spinning, and already other tributes from other Districts have tried to kill them. Wiress (Beetee's other tribute) is killed by another guy from another district, who is killed also a moment later.

But, before she died by the way, Katniss had figured out what she meant by her repeating of the words "tick, tock...". The Cornucopia was like a clock, each piece of the clock having one bad side to it, and moving around like a clock. Like, if it was one o'clock, there'd be a tsunami or something, at two, it would rain blood. It would go for quite some time, but the thing is, the disaster only happens in its own area.

She then makes up a plan that resorts in some horrible accident, leading to her think that:

- She shouldn't have trusted one of the people she did trust (Johanna Mason, cruel person)
- The games might've been over
- Everyone else is dead because of her
- She broke the game
- She's dead...

But, question is...is she?

Tuesday, 17 March 2015

Aroha's Typical Day (Grammarnastics Task)


This is the grammarnastics task all to do about past tense and verbs. Or verbs used in past tense. The writing below shows present tense, and the task below shows my thinking and working around past tense. The blurb at the bottom is my create task, which is to make a paragraph about what I did yesterday. The past tense verbs were done by my friend Sulaiman.

I usually get up at 6 o’clock and have a shower. Then, I go for an early morning jog in the park. After that, I have a big breakfast and I drive my car to work which usually takes me half an hour. I start work at 8am. I eat cheese and crackers at interval. I never have lunch. I finish work at 4 o’clock. I’m always tired when I get home. I usually cook a meal in the evening and then watch TV. I don’t usually go out at night. I go to bed at about 10:30. I always sleep well.
Yesterday was a typical day for Jenny. Write what she did or didn’t do yesterday.
Highlight the verbs in the paragraph above.
Remember to change the verbs in to the past simple tense to answer the questions..
  1. She got up at 6 o’clock.
  2. She went for an early morning jog.
  3. She had a big breakfast.
  4. She drove her car to work.
  5. It took her half and hour to get to work.
  6. She started work at 8am.
  7. She ate cheese and crackers at interval.
  8. She never had  lunch.
  9. She finished work at 4 o’clock.
  10. She was tired when she arrived  home.
  11. She ate a meal yesterday evening.
  12. She watched TV.
  13. She didn’t get out last night.
  14. She slept well last night.
Create task.
What did you do yesterday? Write a short paragraph. Highlight all the past tense verbs.
I got up early in the morning. I brushed my teeth. After, I went to school. Ms Aireen taught maths and reading. I ate chips at Morning Tea. I then completed a survey after Morning Tea. I never ate my lunch. I was busy. I typed on my netbook and worked this task. I didn’t finish. A visitor came to the school. Actually, a lot of visitors came to the school. The one visitor came from Australia. The group of visitors came from Wairarapa. School finished. I walked home. I didn’t really get outside. I ate dinner. I finished off some more work. I slept through the night.

Visitors! Events taken place (Part Two...)

I walked to the hall, talking to myself about coincidences and synchronism, and how I'll never escape the perfect-time moments that STILL happened after this. Although, when I reached the entrance to the hall...Mehi wasn't there...that was weird...she wa...she was right there, behind me...that was weird, was all I thought. But, there was no time to think, when there was visitors clearly there! So, without any warning, Brandon asks me to be his partner. Because there must be more than one Student Councillor guiding, am I right?

So, we set off with a few teachers. Starting off with the artwork outside the hall, in the corridor/hallway. Took a few pictures, then we set off onto the old Room 4. Or Room 5. I don't know, the classes are still mixing me up. Anyway, we walk around the class...wait, I walked around the class while Brandon casually asks some students on what they were doing. The visitors are observing the learning environment.

We exit and then go on to the new Room 4, which we wanted to go to first. Oops. My fault. Anyway, everything was quite the same. A few more students asked what they were doing. More questioning and pictures. I guess you would say it was going well...

After a bit more classes, we headed up the stairs. As always, we let the visitors in the middle between us so one wouldn't catch out. But the visitors were walking off and back to the normal stuff there was...in Room 10, the Kia Manawanui Syndicate. People working, as always. Year Seven's were gone...I guess at this time it was almost 12. Talking really casually with the teachers, we go into subjects such as working with netbooks and books, homework tasks, netbooks in general...

And while we were at it, Ma'asi was on fire. Serious, informative, straight to the point, always repeating some things to make a bigger point...then Stanley came in, straight out of nowhere, and starts talking as if he knew the events that happened with Ma'asi about two minutes ago. Then he walks out of the conversation, like some kind of protagonist, walking out of the movie, leaving the people wanting more.

Heading into Room 9 I think it was, this is where things start turning to custard. After speaking with some students and encouraging them to keep working, there was a moment during that time where I kept getting slapped. By Brandon. WITH NO ONE ACTUALLY LOOKING! Gosh, I haven't felt like this ever since he was a...

Wait a second...

Oh, my...

Now I knew...no, really, this is EXACTLY what I thought as he kept slap-camming me. I get through, dodging most of them, then he literally gets in my way, and as I try to look into the other classroom to try and signal help, Brandon starts to focus, spins right around, and then...well, let's say I didn't feel so forgiving after that...

We sat down, or, he, sat down on the table, and I awkwardly walked to the table, and he starts apologizing, saying it was an accident. Let me tell you, I did NOT feel forgiving. So, onto the next classroom, this time Stanley and Quitah and their visitors with us, I decided to stay well away from Brandon. But he soon apologizes again, so why not forgive him?!?!

Although I felt seriously uncomfortable and really weird, we continued on, this time, in the Art Room, where ALL the creativity is spread. Paints, water paints, colourful letters, letters that had decoration in them...so much Mrs Manuyag has done!

While the visitors marvelled, and with Stanley and I alone to admire some of the view, Stanley brings up a subject only Abraham Burnley would respond. Now, I don't know what actually happened, but I can suspect some stuff about the subject. Abraham was in trouble, again, for some weird thing...he kept defending himself...Stanley rejects...Abraham changes the subject, like he always does...the other subject is declined...

And the visitors are walking out the Art Room, with Abraham and Stanley mainly focusing on the subject, which was clearly made up, as I would think. Turning back to me, me and Stanley get with our visitors, finally going back downstairs to where the visitors would leave the school. After two people went to the bathroom, it was quite saddening to see them go.

They were a great staff from such a place far away. They were from Taranaki, if I can add that.

Monday, 16 March 2015

The Extension Table

On Saturday, my Dad, once again, set out to build another thing. This thing was a small extension to our dining table. It was, once again, for our church, because recently, many people have complimented our house for how big it is, the many activities (such as a pool table), and the food we provide after the prayer meeting.

It was in the afternoon where he started. Now, to be fair, and before I actually start, let me just warn you I am not good at my tools vocabulary. So, anyway, with the building of the table extension.

My dad was searched for his safety glasses. Momentarily, he finds them. After that little awkward find, he begins on getting the tools needed to build the table extension. Nails, screws (ha...no, I apologise), wood, sandpaper, a hammer, a sledgehammer, another hammer, an old power saw, a new power saw, a ruler, a measuring tape, a pencil...many things needed, if you asked me.

The Said Power Saw...
He starts off by using the wood to get the type of vision of the table extension he needs. Using our dining table. Making sure the wood and height is the same with the other table, he starts sawing the wood. My sister, who didn't know what a power saw was, or knew what it would do, stood almost too close to my dad, who had repeatedly told her to move away. As cheeky and as curious as she is, she doesn't listen and stays near the power saw. Then the power saw turns on...

...my sister remained inside the house the whole day...

Moving on, my dad had finished with some pieces of wood, and takes a break. Oh, look who arrived, my dad's friend, who's daughter is my friend. By the way, her birthday occurred the day before. My dad has a conversation with his mate, and then the next thing I know I'm running to the friend's house. But I forgot I had a heart condition (it's a puberty thing, don't worry), so I wasn't supposed to run THAT much. At his house, literally losing my breath, literally, I see a few old friends, ONE who vaguely looked at me as if I DIDN'T KNOW I'D COME HERE, BUT DON'T WORRY OLD FRIEND, I KNOW WHERE THEY LI...I sounded like a stalker for a second, sorry about that.

Anyway, I power walk back home with a screwdriver (I think?) for Dad, which he needed (shouldn't have pointed that out), and he uses it to drill some screws in. Interesting fact for a second, did you know some or all screwdrivers have batteries? You can charge those batteries and then use them when the other battery dies out! Amazing!

What happened next? I don't know! I was too busy cleaning the rooms and using my netbook. Don't worry, the netbook was fine, I needed to blog something that totally gave a storyline and a warning to others.

But what I do know is that his other friend came by. He was staying with us for a while until his what my dad calls a "flat" was ready. He took a shower, and with a change of clothing, helped my dad with the table extension. One power saw cut after another, the sound almost filled the sunset. Then there was dinner. My dad prepares dinner and me and my siblings eat.

Gosh, wasn't he working hard at this point onwards. Practically running from one side of the backyard to the other, preparing the table extension piece by piece. A table leg here, a tabletop there. A screw from over here, a screw from over there. The cord over there, the charger over here. He was really getting intense.

Then, just as he was on a roll, he accidentally drops the screwdriver, and the top bit falls off. Oh no. But, with a bit of thinking and initiative, he simply puts the drill part back into the drill, where it almost works. I just had to hold the wood still while he pushed the screw in, with the screwdriver he was pushing also.

After a making the surface smooth with the sandpaper, he was quite done, if you asked me! And to make it clear, it wasn't that big of an extension table. But it did make the table a bit bigger than it was (obviously!).

So that was the extension table, going to be used later for the next prayer meeting.

Word of the Week - Perseverance


This is the other world of the week. The word is "Perseverance". I think I've done this word before...I don't know. Might as well say it. I persevered to make this, and it only took over 3 hours. That is, because, I haven't used my netbook during that time.

Hope you enjoy reading!

Word of the Week - Militant!


Here is another word of the week task. Oh, gosh...no, sorry, I'd just done a very PeCuLiAr test. I'm puffed out. This...thi...this word is "Militant"...read the drawing to find my analytical results of the word.

Please do not mind the illustration of the word. That's what Google said.

Word of the Week - Philanthropist


This is one of the words of the week, "Philanthropist". At first, I thought this was like a doctor thing. Philanthropist...philanthropist...do you see what I'm facing here! Seriously though, this was a good word once I analysed it. Thank you, Word of the Week! And the people behind the task!

Friday, 13 March 2015

Word of the Week - Fortitude...


This is my last word of the week...for the week. This word is 'fortitude'. Read the drawing and you'll get some idea of the word, if you didn't know already. I was learning what this word was, of course, but I was learning how to analyse and make some sense of what the word means...

Word of the Week - Tribulation!


Here is another word of the week, this one being "tribulation". I was not only learning about a word I don't know, but I was learning about analysing a word into four different areas, definition, examples, illustration, and synonyms.

Thursday, 12 March 2015

My 700th Post!

Hooray! 700 BLOGPOSTS!

IF ONLY I COULD CELEBRATE WITH SOMEONE AT LEAST...

Yeah, just from that picture, just imagine friends and other people in the background...

Anyway, this is my 700th Blogpost! Wow! And from past milestones, these probably happen every three months.

So, if my goal is 1000...

Well, better get started! But seriously, I LOVE BLOGGING, and it's great that I receive feedback and feedforward from readers or friends or classmates on my blogposts, which, I should say, have gone strangely more like me actually speaking.

Compare this moment to when I started, eh?

No, this is amazing. 800, here I come!

There's only one door open. That one door possibly leads
to the happiness and fun to come. Or would it be leading to
unbelievable humourous misfortune?

Visitors! Events taken place (Part One...)

So, without further ado...

The visitors had just came into the hall, well, before that, the Kapa Haka group were beginning their powhiri, and with some of the student councillors leading them in, I think (and in case you were thinking, I wasn't one of them, I was standing by the side), I could only say the arrival of the visitors was truly not to forget. Although I was standing on the side with Mehi, friend (you probably already know that by now), I was getting a bit prepared for something that were to happen in a few minutes.

After the powhiri, the Kapa Haka group went off in a very neatly way. If only the whole class were like that. Haa...but, I had to focus on the main event at hand, the visitors. Me, Mehi, Ma'asi, and Cypress were told we could take a bite or two, mix and mingle with the visitors. Although, I was bad at that. Luckily, on my trusty side, Abraham Burnley was on to take over the course.

There was a short (thankfully) video demonstrating Learn, Create, Share. I remember that video. Mostly because I was in it, aha! But seriously, that was a close one. They didn't show the parts with the students speaking. Back then, 2012, coincidentally the first year for me with a netbook, I had an amazingly high-pitched voice and looked awfully small. Small, as in, the hair was different, the eyes, the smi...sorry, the actually event, sorry. It went for a small 2 minutes, before going onto a class site video, explaining the use of a class blog, and a reading site on the class site.

After that, it was the hot seat. Well, I wouldn't say "seat", but I would say it was standing. Hot standing. It did feel hot. Ne-vermind! Me, Cypress, Mehi, and Ma'asi were answering a few questions about learning. I still remember one of my answers, you know...
"Oh, wow, the internet. Heh, such a pain throughout the last few years. I-I-I mean, if I had a dollar for every time I had a problem with the internet, I'd be rich by now! Ha!"
 The questions were a bit hard, but we were such smart people, we all knew the answer. One question had us all thinking the same thing...
"Depends what college or high school you go to..."
 So, after the questioning, there were some more talk about making blogs and Google Drive, and before you know it, it's past eleven o'clock. Morning Tea. Luckily, we made it out in time, and with the thought of coincidental experiences happening everywhere I went, I could only say the obvious...

Bad things were to happen...

One of those bad things were Mehi bumping into a younger and smaller junior syndicate student.

Then Morning finished. And with Brandon "over-reacting" to Mehi's accident (because they practically hate each other, in a friendly way, you know what I mean?), it was time for the second part of what we were to do...

Be ambassadors.

Amazing Game! Not Amazing Partner!

Today there was this game, that happened to be more than a game. It was "FreeRice.com Online Practise" or something. I don't know. It had the words "free" and "rice" together, I can tell you that. This lives up to its name, though, as...wait...new paragraph, first...

So, basically, you're playing a game, answering questions, and with a question right there are five grains of rice donated to starving people, so they eat rice. Sounds unbelievable, am I right? Well, to make it short, it's true. You're playing a game, and donating at the same time! Amazing!

At the end of the day...

I was at first practising my comprehension, because I had no idea what it was. THEN, when it actually made sense to me (because Whaea Petra told me and Tanisslous), I was practising multiplication and addition, if not, division and subtraction. I did this alongside Tanisslous (mentioned him a few seconds ago), and wow...wasn't he FAAIR...

Don't Trust Tanisslous...
Just under an hour ago...
He covered my screen and asked me questions he ALREADY knew, while also getting more questions right, getting more grains of rice than me! That was so unfair! Then, when all was just normal, and I was in a state of euphoria, "we" decided to "team-up" together to "get the answers together". You know what I mean with those speech marks, do you? Just to make it clear, none of that happened.

Here's the reality.

Me and Tanisslous were making most of the noise in the Year 7 side of the classroom, while trying to answer one really hard question, and still, with that noise, Tanisslous blames me to shush, especially with my netbook in my control. All of a sudden, he says, "Let's do it together...", and what a surprise it was...

And as I'm embarrassing myself extremely hard in front of Tanisslous, stating that I "had the moment, but wasted it". I had no exact idea how I got the question wrong, I should've known my algebra techniques WELL! Well, not really. Haven't done algebra recently. After a moment or two, Tanisslous, having called himself "the king" because he had gotten no questions wrong, answered his question, then my question, and then overall did his turn, because, you know, it was his turn. BUT THAT WAS NO DEFENSE AGAINST WILLY TURNED ABRAHAM BURNLEY! Abraham was known for making things fair, so this was appropriate. Arguing about how the questions were taken over...

My netbook was being grabbed from both guys. Luckily, no one got in trouble. Lucky. And, before you knew it, Abraham Burnley made all things right again in the world. Again. Back to me, now, I had my turn. I gave it to Tanisslous, who got it wrong, and just in the moment I could feel that I needed to do something...

I flailed my hads around like guns and silently celebrated Tanisslous' wrong answer. Pulling back the back of the gun to load it, shooting Tanisslous, who clearly had no idea what I was doing, that made a few people nearby look at me. Oh, silly me. Why must I let my emotions take over? Why?

Anyway, it ended up with ME getting more grains of rice than Tanisslous, and man, did it feel good! I was making the most bowls of rice, that could feed more than a fifth of a village, I think. Tanisslous, on the other side, still thinks HE did most of the answers, leaving me with the suspicion I could be sabotaging the rice grain charity. I WASN'T! I SWEAR! But luckily, again, Abraham Burnley came, again, to protect the truth and the truth only.

It worked. Wow, Abraham Burnley's such a good guy, isn't he?

After all the unfairness being done by Tanisslous, I finally say the first thing that would've popped in my mind...

"That was the most fairest game I have played yet..."

Tanisslous then said "Yeah, it was."

I am still shocked right now.

Wednesday, 11 March 2015

Riddle Me Wednesday!

Another Wednesday, another riddle! And the answer, of course, but mostly the riddle, too...

Last week's riddle:

Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.
What is it?

The answer:

A coffin! Sorry. that was a bit dark, but moving on...

This week's riddle:

In a one-story pink house, there was a pink person, a pink cat, a pink fish, a pink computer, a pink chair, a pink table, a pink telephone, a pink shower– everything was pink!
What color were the stairs?

To make a guess, comment below!

*Riddle not made by self, but found online. DON'T CHEAT!

Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Visitors! Well, the events prior...

Hello and good day to you, reader,

Half of today was a pretty full on experience. Sort of. Took almost two blocks and I ended up having an injury. Thanks to a CERTAIN SOMEONE, WHO HAPPENED TO BE A SQUID, EARLIER THIS YEAR! But I'll talk about it later on in this post.

So, anyway, morning. Wow, it is even more hard to remember what you did in the morning than an event two weeks ago. Wow. Uh...let's see...woke up, slept in, woke again, slept in again, then it was eight something in the morning, and I was sitting in bed. After getting ready, it was about, uh, quarter to nine, perhaps?

At school, I think it was a while before nine o'clock. Bag up, netbook out, lock on, key down. Then the Student Councillors went to the hall to set it up with Ms Aireen and Mrs Micic (school librarian, also an awesome person with a great personality). Tables out, sound system out, dongle (can't spell it) with me, giving it to Ms Aireen. Then back to class.

I was back in class. Maths time. Just a bit late to the first activity with my group, Equals 10. We were doing this loop-card game with decimals. I had only just came here and already I was struggling. You know how I am with decimals! They're so small they're more easy to forget than remember!

After a lesson with Whaea Petra on different strategies and how each of our strategies to a problem may be different. Some questions were a bit hard, because they were questions that weren't in my zone of multiplication (like 15 x 5). And I got confused with the use of ten percent. It was not ten percent in maths form (well, it is), but the name of one of the maths groups, ten percent (10%). I was laughing to myself just thinking that thought to myself.

So, after having that teaching session, which was surprisingly short, sadly. We haven't been with each other for a VERY long time...I just realised most of that sentence sounded better in my head than out on this post. Oh, well. So, anyway, after Maths. It was reading! Wow, I was excited for what we were going to do!

Buuut the Student Councillors were called to the hall. Saad. But perfect timing too. Everything's been perfectly timed. Coincidental events. Downstairs to the hall, and after a bit of an argument with Brooklyn, friend, about who's taller, and attempting to hit my head on the ceiling, which obviously fails, it was almost time for the visitors to arrive.

Dongle's out, the Kapa Haka group were at the front, on stage, for the powhiri that was to happen to arrive the visitors, who I think were from Taranaki. Then, just when I thought I'd see them practise the whole thing, the visitors are walking through the outside of the hall. But we haven't started yet...

Monday, 9 March 2015

Announcement...

Good day to you reader,

I have a short announcement to make...

Everyone, Abraham Burnley is the guy on the left staring...
Quick explanation:
This is Abraham Burnley. My alter ego. As said from the picture. He is the more serious, more talking type of personality, that has now become a human. His first appearance was when he was involved in the Cyberbully Debate last week. He was debating about the good side of things of how a new law could be made good.

His motive: To speak for the people and to speak his thoughts whenever possible, whether it is appropriate, or even inappropriate. He shows up rarely. Hence how he's been introduced now.

2 Weekly Post (Part Two To 2nd March - 6th March)

Wednseday now, and there was a Math Test. I think I talked about it in the other part. Yeah, two minutes left in the test, that test. Yeah...

But after the test was where things got interesting. For the Bloom's Taxonomy, our focus article was about cyberbullying and the new law coming out about teachers now having more control in the student's learning, by comfiscating a student's phone or device if they are suspected of cyberbullying/s#xting. Sorry, language like that, not on here.

There was a big dabate about this, mostly with Tanisslous, friend, Cypress, friend, and myself. I was on the side where it was a good thing, whereas thy were on the sad where it might've not been a good thing. Most of the Year Eights chose my opinion, but there were some still on the "no" side, like Brandon, for example. What I thought was a simple arguement, then went outside the class. And then all of a sudden, I think I surrendered!

My alter-ego, Abraham Burnley, does NOT surrender!

Anyway, Thursday. The second Technology session for the term. I wanted to count the Amazing Race as the first since it was Technology-based. Ha, get it? Anyway, to cut it short, my group was experimenting water colours and water paint, and how water can make the paint more...what's the word? Oh, crike, I was in the moment right there! Oh, gosh! I almost had it!

But I should just leave it there. Oh, man, I was just about to say something but then...nevermind...so, there was the Year Seven's Swimming session. I think they went, I think they didn't, I don't know, I was busy trying to do work, or, for the matter, my recount. About the Bush. At this point I was trying to describe yet also get through the forest-like bushy environment, and then hunger would strike.

So, Thursday afternoon's a blur, on to Friday. I continued on with my Developing Your Comprehension presentation, which, from this week, was about Making Connections, and while I was trying to think my ideas out, I was also helping others, too. There goes one person giving me the silent treatment just so I can work properly, and eventually it works out. Just.

And then there was the GLOSS test. I was pretty nervous, didn't eat that much breakfast that morning, because SOMEONE (you know who) slept in earlier this morning. So, anyway, Ms Aireen was giving the questions out, and still, without any doubt, I knew I was gonna fail so miserably.

Only on the decimal questions. Because it was just SO confusing! I mean, I was taught this last year (2014), yet I still don't get it, probably because I forgot! Gosh! Dang! It!

And then there was an interruption. Morning Tea came. After Morning Tea, my test was going again, but only this time it was short-lived, because the class had a-

Now, when my test was postponed again for next Monday, I realised it was going to be a sign of something. STUDY. Or would that be cheating? Since I know the question I was just on? Meh, I probably SHOULDN'T do it. After lunch, there was an assembly/pra...assembly for the whole school. The sound system was being set up by someone, and before you knew it, I was presenting. With Brandon, friend. Who was irritating Mehi throughout the whole day, if you didn't know.

But they were friends, they do that to each other all the time. Hasn't the world gone weird nowadays? I think it has, the past just hasn't gone away just yet. It'll fly away sooner than later.

So, the assembly was good, I think. There was just some few tweaks tat could've been fixed, but moving on. After the assembly, there was a pra-

And that was the end of my week. Isn't it amazing that everyday is different? Something's always happening...every...day...oh, man...

Blog Commenting T1W7


Here is the blog commenting task for this week. I went on different types of blogs. From now on, not only on the task, but I will TRY to comment on as many blogs as I can. It's nice to start a comment section. That is, if people look at it...

Anyway, here is the presentation. Enjoy!

Word of the Week - Sacrifice!


This is one of the words of the week. The word is "Sacrifice". Sorry if there is one thing that sounds pretty not good, but it was Brodie, friend, who wrote that. No, wait, he just told me it was an idea, which expanded into a sentence.

No controversy included.

Gumption!

Moving on from subtraction, I'M gonna talk about money. In a learning-safe way. Gumption was the game my group, Equals 10, and let me tell you, it's quite the game to get with in maths. I was the bank, and while typing these words down, I'm also trying to get with my addition, adding the numbers of bith dice. That's easy, but then there's the money (here's the part). So far, I'm giving out money constantly. And I sent Tanisslous to court, and took $500 away from him.

Sorry, Tan. But anyway, right now I am losing a bit of cash.

Charity case?


I think Brodie won the game. He's the riche...wow, this post turned horrifyingly realistic for a second...

Subtraction Time Game...(forgot name sorry)

Just about now for maths my group, Equals 10, were doing maths games online. The game included three of my weaknesses.

Subtraction, time, and thinking.

But it all paid off at one part of the game, where I amazingly had easy questions, and had SO many answers, and points, if I can add.

I was learning my subtraction...and using restricted numbers against time....


Just to taste the winning streak. It was a losing streak after this picture was taken...

Sunday, 8 March 2015

2 Weekly Post (2nd March - 6th March)

I was late to the Breakfast Club, for the first time, and in an attempt to get through the morning with no disturbance, well, let's just say the "my sister sleeps really late" part in my "About Me" column was really standing out. At school at about five minutes to nine, and wouldn't you know, a writing test was going on. Briilliant. We were recounting about a reminiscent time. No more explaining. I think I did well. I don't know, it was hard remembering what I did when I was five, gimme a break.

After the writing test, however, there was a it of fun. A bit of Jeopardy, decimals edition, with Danisha, friend, and Brooklyn, friend (I think, no offense Brooklyn), and while it was a challenging game, because I was never good with my decimals (you'll see why on Friday), it was also humorous as well...

NOTE: Not exact words said:

Danisha: Okay, Willy, don't interrupt me this time, 'kay?
Me: Alright, okay, geez...
Question: 0.0004 x 10 000
Me: Okay, Danisha, I thin-
Danisha: NOO!
Me: No, really, I d-
Danisha: NOO!
Me: Trust me, I'm a Student Councillor...c'mon...
85 Seconds Left
Danisha: Urgh! Okay, but don't let me get it wrong like last time, alright?!
Me: Okay...uh...
Danisha: Hurry up!
Me: Well, it's 40...
Danisha: Is it?
Me: Yes-
Danisha: Are you SURE?
Me: Yes! C'mon, you can trust me, I'm a Stu-
(Danisha gets the question wrong, the answer was 4)
Me: (snickers, then guffaws)
Danisha: Okay, that's it!

And she didn't need me for help...ever again. And besides, Brooklyn won, anyway, except his name was just so inappropriate it was hard not to laugh out loud again. Although, I can't really show you his name due to it being racist somehow. Don't worry, it was for fun. Not saying racism is funny. It's serious. Don't do it.

Sadly, though, with the laughter going on, I laughed a bit louder than I should've been, leading the whole of the Year Eights to stay in. Luckily we didn't, ye-ah! After Morning Tea, there was another test, and I forgot to tell you, we were using this thing called "PAT". I forgot what it stands for, but we are using this from now on. No more E-asttle Math or Reading, instead it is PAT Comprehension and PAT Mathematics (I think, not sure).

So yes, the Maths Test. Crike, wasn't that hard! It was just so...so...what's the word...I'll say risky...RISKY! There were 40 questions and 45 minutes, and because of spending so much time on such an easy question, I ended up in panic mode when I was on Question #27 with only 12 minutes remaining. Luckily, though, I had 2 minutes left when I finished. Phew. This would be NOT WORTH IT if I got a low score from that!

Skipping to Tuesday, because the rest of Monday was sorta normal (ha!), I was late...again...gosh dang it, sister! Thanks to you and your sleepiness. I bet it'll wear off in a year or two. As for me, I was helping Ms Aireen along with some other people with doing the maths cupboard. It was confusing, but at least I could organize SOME stuff. Cutting stuff out...meh, not my good side of things, but good enough.

A huge part of the class were at the AIMS Softball Tournament for the whole day. And it was Stanley's (friend of mine) birthday. Sadly, I didn't say "Happy Birthday" to him first. Apparently, Mehi, friend, said that first. Gosh dang it.

Anyway, back to school. Just 15 minutes before Morning Tea. Me and Danisha, friend (who forgave me for making her lose on Jeopardy: Decimals, were assigned a task that was the most humorous yet a bit frustrating yet. First, it was to find the letters to "Learn Create Share". That was a tad hard. But eventually we found it, with only 5 minutes left till Morning Tea. The task was to find staples. That was a tad hard, and frustrating too, because Danisha SHOT ME!! WHAAT?!?! Yes, I was shot, in the arm, with a staple gun. A staple to the arm. NOT GOOD. MAN DOWN.

Then, with just a few staples left, we start stapling the wall. Just when we were about to leave, SOMEONE shows up to make sure we stay in for a little longer. A little bit of this, a little bit of that, it was just, time-consuming, you know?

After Morning Tea, we were back, and just when you thought we were finished with the "Learn Create Share" task, there was more to come. There was already a sign with the words, and comparing that to the one we did, it was probably for the best if we through our version away. Aww. Then, after doing the other sign, we had to staple on the Learning Cycle. Aww. But it was too big. Aww. And I "accidentally" shot Danisha. Aww.

But I was testing it, anyway. Or was I? Nah, I was...

Moving on, lunchtime. The most discriminating time in my life. Three girls doing work, cutting paper out, cutting arrows out, while 1 guy, absolutely tired from working, cleaning up the whole half of the classroom. By himself. Sound fair enough to you? Didn't think so. Because that's exactly what I said. But did the three girls (including Danisha) listen? Noooo, they were woorking, oon impoortant stuuff.

But on forwards, there was the almost completed Learn Create Share Learning Cycle, and then the day was done.

Wednesday now, an-Sorry, another part of the 2 Weekly Post will continue...

Reading Highlight #4

So, continuing on...

It's the next morning. What I believe from here is that Katniss is getting closer to the arena. At the arena though, things change dramatically. Just before she is entered into the arena, her designer-type person guy friend or something is beaten to a pulp by two guards. Katniss bangs onto the hard glass, but no effect.

She is then lifted up into the arena. Around her is water, water. Water. And some other things too, like the Cornucopia, other tributes. When it starts, that's when I completely start reading quickly, to keep the suspense up. Finnick, who is some guy that knew Katniss from last year's Hunger Games, and from District 3, is with Katniss, who is completely not interested in him. But Peeta. To protect him, no matter what happens.

Some guy tries to wound Katniss and Finnick, and Hags, who was also there. The guy is speared, or tridented (killed with trident), along with his match, who were from District 2, I think. I don't know, the Districts were confusing.

Then Peeta is almost tackled by Finnick, almost as if Finnick deliberately meant it. But it was just "protection". Sounded wrong. Moving on. After a bit of a mess up near the Cornucopia, and in the water, the 4 (Peeta, Katniss, Finnick, and Hags) enter the land. The shore. Examining the plants, which could be poisonous, they walk through the forest-jungle-like environment-type place. Momentarily, Katniss sees a forcefield, which could potentially harm or kill a person who touches it.

Or accidentally walks into it. Like Peeta does a moment later. He drops onto the ground, almost lifeless. Katniss screams, crying. Finnick, on the other hand, does something that shocks me as much as it shocks Katniss. Finnick is pushing violently onto Peeta's chest. Katniss tries to stop him, but it's hopeless. And then, all of a sudden, Finnick looks as if he's kissing Peeta. Whoa. Although I don't think it was in the story, but that's how I remember.

It seems as if he's doing some technique on Peeta, which then works. Peeta is back alive, heartbeat pumping. That was weird, but I think he was doing C.P.R. But, important thing was, Peeta was alive and Katniss has now lied about how she saw the force field coming. "Hearing" the force field.

2 Weekly Post (23rd Feb - 27th Feb)

It was a bit fuzzy, but I'll get there.

Monday 23rd February. It was a day of normality. Maths first, reading second. For maths we were doing simple tasks, using our number knowledge to figure out problems, not to forget word problems, which have absolutely been a pain in the past, but thanks to Ms Aireen for a tip last year, I was sure to know what I was doing. There was one task that seemed almost weird, as it was to write a story. In a maths worksheet. See what I mean? This is the exact kind of weird I get everyday. Anyway, the task was to write a story that included the feelings. The feelings throughout this story were to be:

- Excited at the beginning onwards before the middle
- Sad in the middle onwards before the ending
- Happy (not excited) at the ending.

Here's how my story came to be, and just to clarify, this was out of the top of my head at the time:

At the start, a woman is walking in a park, where she drops her scarf. A man comes along to pick up the scarf, give it to the woman, and they fall madly in love with each other.

Despite their love for one another, the woman sees another man, and with that, she writes and gives a letter to the other man of their break-up...just days before their wedding day.

The letter angers the man.

But soon after, the man he woman was with breaks up with her, and in an attempt to be with her once lover, fails...

It may seem that it's over, but the couple rejoice after forgetting the past, rekindling their love for one another, and they lived a happy, honest, life.

The End.

Sounds a bit cheesy, right? Well, I got that off a music video, but moving forward. I didn't understand much of the, um, activity, such as the "write a story to match the feelings" one, and soon later I would almost struggle yet succeed through the activities and maths work.

And if you thought maths was a difference, READING had a new activity. It was called, Developing Your Comprehension. I posted these a while ago, two actually. This task, which is a great activity for thinking and expanding your knowledge, was about, well, developing your comprehension skills, obvious enough. This week's comprehension task was all to do with inferring...

Continuing on, of course, after a normal Morning Tea (I think...?), there was some Writing. Oh, how I loved the suspense of trying to finish your week that was supposed to be finished last week, which was the Recount about our Swimming Picnic Day. I posted that a while ago. A WHILE AGO. Wow, time goes fast, doesn't it? Anyway, I was practically finishing it off during the day, then blogging it at night with pictures.

Tuesday. The 24th. February. I should've known we were doing another maths activity form task like yesterday (or on Monday). Instead of starting again, I continue on the one from yesterday. It was good to let the vibes out onto paper. Then there was the next task. Dang it.

If I could just reach inside my memory box thing (because a big part of this idea is to gain more focus in remembering and recounting a little), I can remember doing a bit on writing just before KiwiCan. Uh...the BUSH! Yes, the bush. Gosh, the laughter from those who thought wrong...the Bush was our next turning point in Recount writing.

We were planning, using our senses. Hear, sight, uh, feelings (double meaning: feel "touch" and feel "emotion"), taste, and smell, I think. Those were our senses. I was getting a good start, some places were full, some places were just a few ideas. I was too late, because then, KiwiCan started.

KiwiCan. Amazing. Using positive (well, almost, in my perspective of things) language while working in a team, CO-OPERATING! Oh, and the activities were fun, also. Points were astounding. SO sad it ended so quickly. Oh, KiwiCan, what would we do without you...

To jump forward ahead of some later moments and night, it was Wednesday! My favourite day of the week! Although, there was a test. Spelling. Aww, the hard part of it was actually spelling. I didn't know what miscellaneaous, no, micellanous, no, ARGH! GOSH! Dang it, I can't spell it. Anyway, while the test was going, there was suspicion going around. One person looked like they were clearly looking at someone else's test, and I saw it myself, because they were RIGHT NEXT TO ME!

But so on and so forth (I know it doesn't make that much sense), there was writing, and we were doing the Bush, once again, only this time we were moving on to the next step. Planning. It was a bit tricky, considering I was helping a few people at the same time, but it all came down to a perfect understanding. I had brought and gotten inspiration from the people I helped. A leaf, gliding through the winds. A devastating crash resulting in a night in a bush. A lone visitor, stuck in a nightmare in a loop.

I chose the third option, if you didn't know.

Skipping along the paths of time, it was Thursday. Ooh, what an exciting day it was. I blogged about it earlier, but I'l explain it briefly. There was an Amazing Race for Technology, and it was both confusing and challenging at the same time. Many obstacles to overcome, but we'll get through.

Then after Technology, or the Amazing Race, which hopefully comes quickly along, the Year Sevens went for their swimming. I bet it was fun, and you'll hear more about my experience later. Meanwhile, in class, there was some work to be finished, and even more than that, the work about the Amazing Race. Recounting exactly what had happened, and not only that but to do the maths work from yesterday.

Great. Maths. I'm not that good in numbers, you know...at least I can think good...oh yeah, Thursday night was the conversation...from that point on, I never ate in front of Mehi...

Friday. It's Friday! Friday! I don't like singing this on Friday! All I could remember from Friday was that Ms Aireen wasn't here, only sometimes, and there was swimming. I, in protest, had what I called "cryptic visions" during my sleep, which would eventually come true. I swear, it is real. For example:

In a dream I hit a friend. Then the next day shows that friend being hit by another student, don't worry they were play-fighting. At least one of them were...

So anyway my cryptic vision was about the pool, something bad would happen. So, I stepped out, not swimming. Little did I know my vision would eventually come true.

Back in class, and after some slightly bad comments about the pool, which apparently didn't have any chlorine, there was maths to be done, and done was the math! Although, I didn't suspect that it would be a bit hard for a certain person. Luckily, though, I completed the work nicely, and it was marked for once. I haven't said marked ever since...March LAST year??

After Morning Tea we had a special activity as a whole class. Class as in syndicate. Kia Manawanui. Big classroom. Look at the top blurb. The activity was art. We were, and sorry if I forget, to represent the people who have helped us in our learning journey, using korus and designs to represent them. I was having some inspiration in mind, until when I had finished the draft, ONE person decides to say it looked wrong.

Why is my life heading into the wrong way???

With that in mind, after Self Management, which was after lunchtime, it was the end of this school week.

Friday, 6 March 2015

Developing Comprehension - Making Connections


This is this week's Developing Comprehension. This skill this week is Making Connections. This task took a while to finish. So much reading...

The next task, making a DLO for this task, will be posted later on. I just need to figure out what to do...

Thursday, 5 March 2015

Word of the Week - Heroism - Willy and Mehi


Yes! I won again! Only this time it was not fair for her! This is the third drawing of the Word of the Week, which to think of it should be Words, because, you know, more than one word, but for this post, the word is "Heroism".

I worked on this with Mehi, friend. We were learning to analyse a word, like, what words relate to this word? Can we illustrate this word? What about a sentence or 3?

Word of the Week - Subjective


Another part of the activity, this time, again. I lost the race to Mehi, friend, again. Gosh dang it! The word we're focusing on is "Subjective". Take a look at the drawing, and I'll be back...

No wait, I won this one! Yay!

Me and Mehi - Word of the Week 1


Here's the word of the week for this week. There are more to come. I did this with Mehi, which we're having a race with...ARGH! I need to hurry! Stay tooned!

By the way, I lost the race...boo...

Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Riddle Me Wednesday!

Welcome back to Riddle Me Wednesday! First of all, last week's question...

What is a word made up of 4 letters, yet is also made up of 3. Sometimes is written with 9 letters, and then with 4. Rarely consists of 6, and never is written with 5.

The answer:
Correct, the word 'what' has 4 letters in it, 'yet' has three, 'sometimes' has 9, 'then' has 4, 'rarely' has 6, and 'never' has 5.

Ha, gotcha. Just to point out, these were found online, because I don't that kind of mind to think of an interesting question. Now, onto this week's question...

Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.
What is it?

To give a guess, comment below!

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

Just an Experiment...


Don't read this, this presentation was an experiment to see if I was still manageable while sleepy.

It proved well. Sort of....

Comparing Heroes!



Here is a drawing comparing the two heroes I chose and blogged earlier. The heroes were, of course, Ms Aireen (real life hero) and Batman (superhero, fictional). These are the differences between them, and then in the middle, hopefully, are the comparisons between the two...

Monday, 2 March 2015

The Conversation (2/2)

On 22:15, Mehi says:
"hey this is the superhero i've made its oceanias half brother i like to have the colours matching nd stuff so yeah i need a name though"
 Here's the hero...

I had to come up with a name. Now, backstory time, again, when we were naming our first superhero creation, Mehi asked me for one, because her first one was a female superhero who was blue. I thought she was purple, so I called her "Purpilipilous". Yes, that is the exact name I called it. Pur-pi-li-pi-lous. Then she declined it, naming her Oceania instead.

Now, back to the story, the second hero (image right), he was blue. So why not...


On 22:17, Willy says:
"bluepilipilous?"
 On 22:18, Mehi says:
"OMG  NO!"
On 22:19, Willy says:
"oh.......but isn't it amazing that I still remember how to say it>"
On 22:20, Mehi says:
"NAH BRO BUT OMG IM DYING ONLY GOT 30MINS LEFT"
So now Mehi was running low on battery life. Soon her netbook would, as people say it nowadays, die...and while she was typing her life out, I was trying to give helpful advice...

On 22:20, Willy says:
"WELL UH.....TURN THE BRIGHTNESS DOWN"
On 22:22, Mehi says:
"oh wow man my battery is coo-coo it always changes numbers now its 32 mins"
And the next thing you know, Mehi was sending almost instant messages...instantly. She was basically interrupting every single reply I was typing later on in the conversation. While I work and not pay too much attention, I take some slices of the pineapple pie left over. Oh, sweet. I sit down and relax with one of my favourite pies.

That's where the rage begins...

On 22:23, Willy says:
"oh....."
On 22:23, Mehi says:
"now its 32"
 On 22:23, Willy says:
"MEHI IM TRYIN TO TALK GEEEEEEEZ~!!!!!!!!"
 On 22:23, Mehi says:
"huh?"
On 22:23-22:24, Willy says:
"I AM TRYING TO TALK, BUT I HAVE TO CLICK SHOW YOUR MESSAGE, AND I WANNA EAT MY PINEAPPLE PIE"
On 22:25, Mehi says, and the next follows:
Mehi: "hahhahahahaha just like me but ur kinda slow"
Willy: "I'VE BEEN TRYING TO REPLY BUT YOU MAKE ME DELETE MY MESSAGES"
Mehi: "sorry im tryna type messages fast before i die ive only got 28"
Willy: "OAY"
Willy: "I MEANT OKAY GOSH DANT IT"
Willy: "GOSH DANT IT"
Willy: "GOSH DANG I-(new message from Mehi)...AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
Willy: "okay and Im tirend"
And then, after I have sent that, I attempt to type another reply. This horribly goes wrong, ending up with pineapple on my computer...

"Okay, so I just need to hurry before she replies AGAIN...Oh, dang it! I wrote tirend! Not tired! Ugh! I need to do this properly! Okay, so, sorry...I me(NEW MESSAGE FROM MEHI)..."

So, with another reply interrupting me, I end up going...

On 22:27, Willy says:
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Also on 22:27, Mehi says:
"hahahahahahha sorry"
 At this point of time, I seriously couldn't handle the interruptions, but it...i...it just kept going and going...

The following goes:

Willy: "IT'S OKA-"

Mehi: "ooops back to 28"

Willy: "*CRIES* I JUST WANTED TO EAT MY PIIIIIIEEEE!!!!"

What was supposed to be the next reply was, "I SWEAR IF THERE'S ANOTHER INTER-" but that was soon interrupted by:

On 22:28, Mehi says:
"sorry man i cant stop for some reason okay eat and then i'll reply back later"
Also on 22:28, Willy says:
"YOU JUST DID IT AGAIN GOSH DANG IT THIS IS WHY I WILL NOT EAT IN FRONT OF YOU
 Then at 22:29, Mehi says:
"IM SO SO SO SORRY ITS JUST HAPPENING GOSH"
 On 22:30, Mehi says:
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH JUST EAT IM GONNA DO MY HERO THINGO OKAY"
After all that, I then think to myself that thought that the interrupting would stop NOW. Did it?

Also on 22:30, Willy says:
"YEP I CAN MAKE A STORY ABOUT-"
But Mehi says:
"23......."
Willy then says:
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH NOT AGAIN!!!!!"
 Willy also says:
"OH-
Mehi says:
"22....."
On 22:31, Willy says:
"OKAY DON'T....."
".....COUNT DOWN.."
Also on 22:31, Mehi says:
"HUH? OKAY AFTER OYU REPLY BACK I WONT REPLY ONLY UNTIL I REACH 20..."
Then, subsequently afterwards, we quickly say our goodbyes, because Mehi was about to literally run out of battery. But there was just one line in the conversation that will seriously get me every time I read it...

On 22:24, Mehi says:
"ARGHHHHHHHHHH OKAY I THINK ITS BEST THAT I JUST GO NOW SO..... BYE SEE YA TOMORROW AND HOPEFULLY MY TEAM WINS A PRIZE 2MORROW FROM THE RACE THINGO"
 Guess what? They won the next day...freeaky....