Monday, December 3, 2012
The Dean of Tamaki College Mrs George, pointed us in directions. We had three rotations of classes: Science, English and Music. First pick wasn’t an option, nor was having a prefect with you or not. I wiped the small drops off my tan forehead, slipped off my jacket and let out a huge blow.
Science was by far the best. My group and I were having discussions on how the finishing product was going to look like. As I gave myself a breezy wave, my cheeks went bright red. The hokey pokey boiled up very fast, though we were frightened by the flame. Soon, our hokey pokey was all ready to eat and enjoy. I learnt a lot from Science, I look forward to doing it next year as a Year 9.
I know I’ll be back Next Year to do more of this fun stuff as a Year 9. I look forward to meeting new students from other Intermediate’s and making friends with those. I’d also like to thank Mrs George, Mr Dunn and all the Prefects that helped. It was an awesome experience.
Friday, November 16, 2012
She’d always fought and argued with her stepmother, but this time it was personal. So she fled. Just as Leslie was looking for shelter, the sky turned dim and gloomy. Walking towards a figure in the distance was salvation. As she reached the farm barn, the door creaked open slowly as she made her way in.
Opposite her was a, stack of hay. Well its all there was, so she slept on the stack of hay overnight. Waking up early in the morning, Leslie continued her journey for salvation. On her journey she had to face daring, treacherous pathways. She also encountered with a rattle snake.
Leslie had always feared snakes and so the day had to face her fears...or run. She ran for her life and out of nowhere, a helicopter came to her rescue. “HELP! HELP!” Leslie yelled jumping up and down. With her cold hand, she felt her heartbeat and safely climbed the ladder up to the door.
To her amazement, her real mother appeared to be seated in the helicopter. “MUM”, cried Leslie.
They lived happily ever after.
Thanks to Mino for accompanying me with this Writing.
“I agree” George replied.
Green trees blew from side to side, sending shivers down my spine. The citrul air had a funky smell to it. Who knew what it could be? As we carried on following a muddy path, the sky became dull and blurry. I was starting to have second thoughts about taking a shortcut.
I thought a dull sky could possibly lead to rain. “Anything to eat?” George groaned. I hushed him with an angry tone in my voice. This path is getting us nowhere, I mumbled to myself. Jumping and climbing over brick walls, I gasped for breath and finally admitted I was scared. Were we ever gonna make it home before dark? I thought to myself.
There was a change in my view as I looked way ahead. George and I decided to pace ourselves a little faster, though we didn’t know where we were going exactly. “Could that be.....?” George stuttered. The both of us ran with a feeling of relief. With luck on our side, we were finally on our way home... Thankfully!
As I wiped the sweat off my forehead, I thought back to what I thought, was an endless nightmare. While we walked back home nice and easy, we grinned at each other. George looked like a walking zombie and as for me.. I was thinking of what to say when Mum asks us “Where were you?”
“Promise me, we are never to take shortcuts again” George protested with his hand out.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
The drive usually seemed to take forever but this time I was too busy thinking about what I could do. “Finally, what we came here for" I heard my brother Sione say. Looking through the glassy window, clear blue water had caught my eyes. The light coloured sand had blown me away. It felt as if I was in heaven. "Relax? Play? Eat? Sleep?" I said aloud. "First thing you can do is set up Darling" My mother grinned. I turned off for a moment there.
As I was laying down the mat, I heard a cry. "AAARGH! Why me?" I looked up and noticed a crowd of people gathering near the groyne. I made my way slowly and cautiously to have a peek. My eyes widened with a sigh. The sight I saw disgusted me. A teary eyed man named Andy, laid there with 4 toes instead of 5. People around him asked what caused this injury. He replied breathing loudly "I was searching for some shells and out of nowhere, a crab bit my toe off". At first, I found it hard to believe.
I pulled out my phone and dialled 911. A man answered and I explained to him the reason I called on such a beautiful day. He said "I'll be there right away!" I stuck with the man while families started to leave, one by one. Andy was struggling to hack the pain, but I stayed with him though. With all the strength he had left, the injured man squeezed me and said "Thank You Ally". He was taken to a safe place.
Ok, I admit today was pretty stressing. But.... A man thanked me?? For all the effort and care I put into making sure he was safe and well looked after. I was proud myself as well! I didn't care that I never got to have fun, it mattered to me a lot that I got to save a life.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
After Joshua had inspired us with his word, he was keen to answer some questions we had prepared for him. He had been entertaining us the whole way through, which made me laugh quite a bit. It was an awesome experience to have with him and his parents. I enjoyed it.
He shared with all of us how he wrote his poem and how he got all his ideas. Does the play Sinarella sound familiar? Apparently, that play had inspired him in different ways. However... What he said were also based on true stories, what he had seen and how he saw the world. “I could listen to him all day” I thought to myself.
I thought listening to Joshua speak was worth all the time we had. I’d seen confident people speaking in front of a crowd before, but to take a risk and fight for brown people... Now that’s what you call a hero. He has a gift. A great one as well.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
A feeling of excitement shot through me. My only down point was I hadn't been grouped with any of my friends from class or from around the school. All I got left with was a bunch of boys who payed no attention, like literally. Kayde and I had our team under control and hopefully... Just hopefully, we had a chance of winning.
3-legged Soccer? I murmured to myself. With or without a ball, I wasn’t very good at keeping my balance. It seemed to be my weakness. Tyla and I were partners for this event and were suddenly enemies with the players of Scotland. The both of us were struggling to maneuver up and down the field. We were planning on to at least touch the ball.
“GET THE BALL! PASS IT!” Other teams were soon going to lose their voices if they carried on with what they were doing. The ball was being passed up and down the court smoothly. It was halftime, which meant it was time to switch over. Portugal had a team talk with their captain and surprisingly gave them a boost to keep going. The game came to an end. With shocking results, Portugal had taken the victory for that event.
The day had ended and by that time, I had given up on my team long before. I learn the same experiences every time our school has an event together. Winning matters to some but having fun means alot to more people. I realised after a few events that winning didn’t matter, but having fun did. Go team Italy!
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Farewell to our dear Mrs Verry from Team 4 Pes on Vimeo.
To you Mrs Verry. She was one of the best teachers, child support and volunteer at our School, Pt England. There had been a sad message passed onto the students of Pt England School on Friday morning in Assembly..... Unfortunately, she was leaving us. Yes, I guess you could say she was retiring. A number of girls were selected from around the school to perform a Samoan dance for our dearly beloved Mrs Verry. It was taught by one of the teachers here at Pt England, Mrs Tuala. It was part of the Samoan tradition to not only say goodbye in words, but in actions as well. To many of us, she was like family.
As more people came rushing through the entrance, I waved to a few of my friends grooving to the music. Everyone who joined us were greeted by Mrs Tele’a and were shown the boundaries. Music played to get students warmed up for the Dance competition, that was great news for all of us. The night had just begun.
Moments later, the hall was filled with kids yelling and cheering for the Dougie contestants. I wasn’t one of them but I had the opportunity of being a judge. It came to mind that we had a clear winner... Nezinli. He seemed to be the last man standing on the dance floor who was competing against Mary, who couldn’t quite reach his standards. We were proud to award one of the prizes to Nezinli for winning the Dougie Competition of 2012.
It didn’t take me a while to notice that everyone had saved their best dance move for the very last song. Not too long after that, Mr Burt (Our principal) said a prayer for us and thanked everyone who helped organise the evening. I have to admit, for a Social that we planned for the very first time in our lives, went pretty good. Cross my fingers, there will be a next Social.
I'd like to say a huge thank you to Mrs Tele'a, Mrs Nua, Mr Burt, Mr Jacobsen and Mrs Flavelle, because without your help, none of this would of happened.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Commander of Apollo 11, Neil Armstrong was the first man to set foot on the moon. Avoiding the limelight, a successful take off was attempted. His greatest achievement had not only brought success to him, but also to his country. “One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind” he quoted.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
As much I wanted to give up on the race, I knew as a year 8, I needed to accomplish my goal for this year of completion. Just when I thought I was running the track quite smoothly, a feeling of exhaustion struck me unexpectedly. I felt sluggish, and soon I was starting to think.... “Is this race ever going to finish?”
Turns out, I wasn’t that far from the finish line after all. It didn’t take me long to notice that my shoes were completely saturated and my legs had been covered in mud. As I saw a few heads, a cheesy grin had appeared on my face, showing a feeling of relief. I was a few steps away of accomplishing what I had feared since day 1 of this year, finishing cross country. I hadn’t felt so good for a while.
Win or Lose? Neither of those mattered to me. I give myself credit for participating in the race and finishing it off properly. I've learnt how to persevere and not doubt myself.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
The illnesses associated with smoking are cancer, heart problems, which can also lead to amputations and other diseases that can harm the body. These are the many effects of smoking which are caused by the 4000 chemicals in the cigarette, including nicotine and tobacco. The chemicals travel first into the immune system then into your blood.
Smoking not only affects the inside of your body, it also affects your appearance on the outside as well. Your face looks old, wrinkles start to appear faster, you teeth start to rot and your brain doesn’t function properly. The movie room 20 watched gave a good example. The lady looked as if she was in her late 70’s, but it shocked me she was only in her early 40’s.
You can save up to hundreds of dollars a month and thousands of dollars a year, by not purchasing cigarette packets. Saving money to provide for your family and yourself, could change your life and people around you. Also, you could set an example for children on how to save their own money and their earnings.
Why do people start smoking? They could be doing it to impress people, trying to be cool or even trying to get rid of the stress you have. These are just a couple of points why people start to smoke. Think this before you smoke, what are the benefits of smoking?
When people decide to smoke, it increases your chances of having cancer. It also causes addiction, one smoke after another. Your body starts playing up and sometimes when you look around for some help, no one’s there. I’ve learnt that, maybe when your upset and wanting help real bad, talk to some and be smokefree.
Thanks to Seini-Mino for accompanying me.
A slideshow was made and produced by Ali and his crew. It was filled with pictures that happened to be the very first moving ones created by people in the nineteen hundreds. We were all fascinated by what people had created back in the day. When we got that completely sorted, the group was introduced to Zoetropes.
Practicing how to split lines seemed to be the most important step if you wanted your ace your Zoetrope. I struggled while we were splitting lines, but as we got more and more excises to do, the much easier I had thought it got. After we got that under way, we were taking it a step further. Ali & his crew showed us a demonstration of the Zoetrope, it was awesome! It was creative and successfully made by a unique mind. To end the lesson, we were going to make our very first project with Ali, Maka and Nils.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
A bunch of students from my class watched the clip of Joshua reciting his poem live. It was a very interesting but touching poem he had created. The message he spoke in his words were clear enough for me to have ideas of what he tried to say. He taught us that we shall not be afraid to change and that we shall not listen to stereotypes. It may have sounded like he was rapping, but during that time, he had meaning to what he was saying.
From that poem, I learnt that I don’t have to be what people expect to see of me. I was proud that someone had written and shared a poem about how we should be true to who we are. So in conclusion, I think this person did a great job of writing a poem about what he thinks needs to be heard.
Here's a link to his poem being recited live.
Precious McKenzie the weightlifter, was preparing himself mentally for the final lift. The weight of the bar showed no mercy and brought tension to his body. As muscles grew taut his veins were bulging, with the struggle to continue. Reaching towards the end he was determined to succeed.
Friday, June 29, 2012
A few weeks back, Room 20 were assigned to do an independent presentation on a famous artist. There was no reason for choosing this artist in particular, I thought it was a good idea because I had already learnt about him personally. I learnt so much more about his life and how he got to where he is now. He was weird, crazy and known for good things... Enjoy:)
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
I struggled quite a bit and lost track of time while I was finishing my artwork. I needed to manage my time more carefully, make the time for my classroom work and extension work. Along the way, I have learnt more about the Maori culture, what the moko's and tattoo's represent and how they feel and think about their work. From what I see, Maori's are strong, tense and are proud about their culture. I thought it was a great experience learning about an artist with a different culture and I had fun.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
To start our session, the tutors asked us kindly to be seated facing and listening their way. Samwich, Anita and Mikey all introduced themselves and gave a little speech about ARL to introduce us to the sport. While our tutors were explaining the rules to the students in our class, mixed thoughts were going through my head.
“Tag” was the only word I could hear around me. Continuous tag was our warm up before any of us were allowed to learn anything and it seemed to be the most important thing. The aim of the game was not to get tagged and have fun I guess. All I could see after a few games were people panting, weezing and breathing very loud. Samwich blew the whistle, which only meant one thing, ‘GAME TIME!’
I wouldn’t know, but part of being in a sports team, you have to know what the skills are to accomplish anything. Skill 1: ‘Drop Punt’, if you are getting ready to kick a ball, alway remember, ‘Laces away from Faces’. Another thing, Skill 2: ‘Hand Pass’. In this sport, many people have difficulties doing this skill, so it’s easier if you move with the ball and hit it with your fist. We got told that we have a chance to learn skills every week, so it wasn’t a problem at all.
To finish off our day, Samwich said we had more final thing to do to end our session. We were able to practice and do our best to ace the kicks one last time. In our partners we had to aim for our targets, which were Samwich and Mike. “You can do this! You can do this!” was all I could say in my head during the time. I kicked the ball softly and with great success, I jumped up and down with laughter.
AFL was better than I imagined. Our tutors are the best, we learnt really cool skills and I had a great time! I think next week when we go again, I will know what I'm doing which means I can have much more FUN!
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
I'm glad to say that I finished my project on Sia Figiel but I didn't do GREAT and I didn't do bad. During the time we had to complete these projects, I needed to tweet some things up but I did some things that were al right I guess. It was a good thing that I made progress in every session of Extension but I still think I could of managed my time more along with some focus. If we get given another task to complete and I still have a chance to be a member of this class, I will definitely do my best to complete it and put all my effort in it.
I have to admit in the beginning, I thought this was for nothing but after a few days I got the hang of it. Sia Figiel was fun to learn about and she was a women that I had been inspired by. She showed a heap of confidence and was keen to follow her dreams even though she had no support other than her kids and close friends. I learned even though your still learning about your dream and how much work you need to put in it, don't give up because you never know what's going to happen!
Friday, May 4, 2012
Daniella’s purpose of painting was to show joy and happiness. She loved working with bright, vibrant colours so she could bring happiness to homes. Oil paints was all she used because she loved the texture, smell, the feeling and the depth.
She was inspired by her husband’s culture (Samoa) because she loved the Island look and the style. When you have one look at the artworks drawn by her, you can really see the Pacific iconography.
Written by Mubba & Via
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
"WOOHOO!" was all I could hear when people were sliding down. I was getting impatient and was shivering. "Yes, my turn" I mumbled to myself. I sat at the top, waited for the signal and closed my eyes. "GO!" Toreka shouted at me and down I went. Sliding down, I took a peek back and no longer had a bright view, the dark, dim tunnel had taken over the light. The water was speeding past me with great strength. Light started to show, I prepared myself for what I was going to come against and SPLASH! Water had been splattered all over my face! I stood up, wiped my face and made way for the next person to come out. That was my first and best Hydroslide ride ever.
Exiting the Hydroslide, I wrapped myself with a towel, grabbed my bags and walked to have a nice warm shower. I dropped my bags, stepped into the nearest shower and pushed the button. All I could feel were little drops of water dripping down my body, which game me a big energy boost. I felt pleased and a little high after my shower, it felt so good...
Sadly to say, camp had come to an end. I thought this would be the best camp so far. Reasons for that was because I got to spend a great amount of time with my close friends, see new faces and it was my last year. It would of been worth all the time in the world!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
I have to admit, day 2 went splendidly well than I thought it would go. I loved all of the activities but I perfer to tell you my favourite highlight for the day. With a nice hot touch to the day, I was enjoying it so far.
Food Prep had to be my highlight for the day and not just because I heard the word ‘FOOD’ but because it was fun. I learnt something even outside of camp. Anyway, Joe, Lesley, Havea, Unaloto and I were all 1 cooking group. Collecting ingredients, mixing, squashing and working together was a good experience for me, we learnt how to make scones. After a while of running, cooking and laughing, in the end, our scones came out great and tasted delicious. It was the end of that activity and I wouldn’t mind doing it again any time soon.
The day ended as planned and I had a great sleep too. All I could think about was the last day at SWIM-A-RAMA! To be continued..
Monday, March 19, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
I’m talking about the Year 7 and 8 camp by the way. Turns out, it was perfect for camping. The sun was shining, kids were having fun and I was trying not to get burnt. I’d rather tell you than show you the two main things I enjoyed, the day was just about to begin..
Joe and I settled the group down in the hall for some ‘OLD SKOOL’ games with Mr Harris. There were a variety of games. You had the type of games that were boring and you had the types that you just couldn’t get enough of. The one game that stood out for me would have to be Captain’s deck, it was addicting. I surprised myself with the rolling, standing, sitting, lying down and running, it was exhausting but it was something to enjoy. Not so long after, we led our group out of the hall and onto our next activity, which was pretty cool.
When it came to inventing, structuring and building, I wasn’t the best at it. Listening to Mr Barks give the instructions for the Amazing Race, made me feel excited but confused at the same time. The slingshots were pretty difficult to build from my point of view, I was struggling to tie the elastic together with the stick. It took my group and I a more than 10 minutes to complete our slingshot. I wouldn’t say we failed, it was more like an in completed task. In the end, we didn’t get too many shots and we didn’t get much bonus either. Besides the running, panting and weezing, this was a great start to the day. I may have been tired and had no energy but it was a GREAT day.
With a great start to the day, I couldn’t help but think all night about the next. I can’t wait until Day 2.
As for school, because of their difficult childhood, Benjamin and Curtis were pretty low with their grades. In 5th grade, Ben was actually the lowest student in his class. All his classmates use to call him dummy, which caused him to develop an uncontrollable temper. His mother then decided that she would try her best to educate her children. She limited their television watching to only 2 - 3 programs a week. She ordered them to get 2 books out of the library and give her a written report at the end of the week. Initially Ben got annoyed at doing this, he was jealous that he couldn’t be like the other kids and play outside.
After weeks, reading books and learning new things everyday, Benjamin was a changed person. An ordinary day at school, had changed Benjamin’s life. His teacher brought a rock sample for the class. He asked the kids if they knew the name of the rock, knowing Ben, he was the shy one and wouldn’t put up his hand. He looked around and saw that nobody had their hand up. He volunteered, the class grew quite as their teacher said “Ben?”. They turned and stared at him and started laughing. They were intending he would get the answer wrong. Ben had amazed his class with the new knowledge he showed. A year or so later Benjamin Carson had become the top of the class and made his mother proud. The one thing he needs to work on was his temper, he needed to take control and put it away.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Mr Burt set off with a pack of year 8’s following him, through the gates and into Pt England reserve we went. It didn’t take so long for us to arrive. Most of us year 8’s were panting, weezing, moaning and relieved we had finally reached the reserve. After listening to a moment of Mr Burt’s words of wisdom, prayer ad rules, we then rushed off to find the best spot to hang around for the day. I was planning to at least close my eyes.
“VIA! can you come and play for my team, we need one more player?” Thora (my friend) shouted across the field. I moaned lifting my head up with a frown on my face. “It’s just volleyball, what’s the worst that could happen?” Turns out, I wasn’t so bad at volley after all, I have some skills in me. All I had to do was serve the ball. I only had to work on my aiming as I hit a few heads which didn’t look nice from where I was standing.
After a moment of running around, it was time to eat. That sure did make me exhausted. I felt de-hydrated. As usual, when we eat, we all seemed to have something funny to share. This time, I wasn’t the one being a clown , it was my other friend Seini-Mino doing faces and saying things that nearly made me choke. I ended up eating a sandwich and a mandarin. Not long after that, it was time to finish the day off and leave our beautiful beach once again.
Before any students or teachers left, Mr Burt closed our wonderful day with a prayer. Leaving the reserve, I was thinking about how fun my day was. It didn’t go how it was planned in mind but I’m sure most of us had fun anyway. This may not have been the best picnic ever, but it certainly was one to remember.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
As soon as her dad saw the nasty post about him and his wife, he got out his camera and recorded him getting his gun out and shooting his daughters laptop also saying “if you want a laptop now, get if from your own money”.
As soon as she saw the recording, she bursted out in tears. But , at some stage , she knew what she did was wrong , so she apologised to her parents & was alright with what her father had done. She just had to face consequences & move on.
Too often these days , teenagers don’t care about what they post. Even though they think their Facebook settings are on private, it doesn’t actually mean no-one can see it. The ramifications of this problem can be very dangerous and can cause very unhappy teenagers during their lifetime.
As Kathy opened her laptop screen and logged into Facebook, little did she know that the image Kathy posted a few days earlier had gone live and I’m not trying to say just around her environment, I mean all over, all over the world. Kathy was frustrated. “How do I take this off?” Well the answer was, she couldn’t, NEVER. Once you upload a image online, there’s a 99% chance that you would never be able to take it off again. She was mortified.
HUGE ramifications can happen if you are not beware of your child’s safety at this age. There are many people out there that may not be as friendly as some . There is always a situation once , where a child might put inappropriate videos , pictures or some sort of a kind that will hurt people’s feelings through their lifetime. So , I urge you to take care of your child & BEWARE of the danger that can happen ...
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
I am a daughter ,