probrobility writing

 

THE END OF THE WORLD

Narrative writing:

this term we have been learning about our narrative writing. 

Emerging from the lush green vegetation-covered skyscraper, Ruin had a feeling today was going to be different. The bright blue skies blazing, sunlight reflecting off the deep sinking water,  Silence. The human race was non-existent.  

Vegetation was overrunning the city; a luxuriant amount of bush was scattered around.

Subtle movement was detected from the building, loud heavy thumps came from the upper story.  As the crate got shoved down it slowly descended, hitting the ground creating dust and cracks along the concrete. Ruin had a positive feeling that he would find some evidence leading to the quarantine/evacuation center.

                                                 

The rundown city that required resources is not the only problem. The problem is that people in NEW YORK have suddenly disappeared! This caused catastrophic damage to NEW YORK. which Created an unknown flora to the city, but that's not the only problem , Ruin being the only human insight, that is the problem.

                                                

Some UFO was trailing him through his journeys however, this UFO was called the death machine/atex100. Not only did it have a killer name but it had a killing machine inside it,but the one thing it likes to target is Ruin, meaning that is a major compilation for Ruin.

                                                

But that wasn't the only problem. It was his family and friends. Along his journeys he used to have his brother alongside his journeys, sadly he and his brother were split up after the atex100 attacked them, after that he had no choice but to find the quarantine/evacuation center, in order to find his brother.

                                               

¨Finally¨. He said, he saw it - (quarantine/evacuation) center. He was very surprised, the evacuation/quarantine center wasn't like a modern center, but a runned down place that looked like the city, but he was so relieved but discouraged, but he sucked it up and moved, getting closer and closer, with each step.

 He said ¨finally.¨ the birds chirping, the deafening sound of cicada, but no sign of his brother?

He said with his final breath¨ I´ll find my family.¨ before Ruin's body fails and slowly faints, he sees doctors and marines heading to him. 

COURAGE POSTER

 in class, we have been learning about inspirational posters, their meanings, and their purposes, right now we have been learning how to crop and paste to our blog.

what is courage

credible-believable

Great authors make characters with believable personalities

Writers deliberately use

•  Dialogue (direct speech) 

• Actions

• Reactions

• Physical descriptions

• Thoughts

To show not tell what their characters are like. 

Lets find examples of Jerri doing this for the character, Beans. 

Beans was scooping chocolate icing from the birthday cake onto his finger. With the drama of a sword-swallower,he threw back his head and sank his finger into his mouth. When it came out, it was clean. Mutto cackled and did likewise. Henry stared at Palmer’s mother, who was glaring at Beans.

Palmer’s mother did not like Beans. She wasn’t crazy about Mutto or Henry either, but she especially did not like Beans. “He’s a sneak and a troublemaker,” she had said. “He’s got a mean streak.” And she was right. But he was also leader of all the kids on the street, at least the ones under ten years old. It had always been that way. Beans was boss as surely and naturally as any king who ever sat upon a throne.

“But he’s the boss,” Palmer would explain to his mother.

“Boss, my foot,” she would snort and turn away.

Some things mothers just did not understand.

“Open the presents!” Beans barked. He rapped on the table with a spoon. Mutto rapped a spoon also.

Palmer dumped the gifts onto the table and for the first time took a good look at them. They were wrapped in newspaper, sloppily fitted and closed with black tape. No ribbons, no bows, no bright paper.

He tore open the first. It was an apple core, brown and rotting. “It’s from me!” piped Mutto. “You like it?” Mutto howled.

Palmer giggled. “It’s great. Thanks.” What a guy, that Mutto.

The other gifts were a crusty, holey, once-white sock from Henry, and from Beans a thumb-size, brown something that Palmer finally recognized as an ancient cigar butt.

 Mutto poSilverware hopped as Beans andunded the dining room table, laughing.

Palmer’s mother, still glaring, came with more gifts. These had ribbons and bows and beautiful paper. “Gee,” she said, “after those nice presents you just got, I feel really cheesy giving you this junk.”

Palmer opened them: a soccer ball, a book, a pair of sneakers, a Monopoly game.

“Thanks, Mom,” he said. It was pointless to say more, pointless to say, I like their presents just as much as yours, because they did it themselves. That means something. It means: We came into your house. We gave you a cigar butt. You are one of us.

 

Palmer’s mother lit the candles, nine of them on the chocolate cake with chocolate icing. She started off the “Happy Birthday” song but soon was drowned out by the boys, who screamed it rather than sang. When they came to the line “Happy birthday, dear”—they glanced at each other and belted out—“Sno-ots! Happy birthday to you!”

 

“Make a wish,” said his mother, “and blow out the candles.”

He stared into the ring of candles. Beans leaned across the table, took a deep breath and blasted away. The flames vanished. Wick tips glowed orange for a second, then turned black.

 

Maths in Lockdown - what order? I will show you

 We have been learning about the order of solving mixed operations.

Night out in Paihia...

 As the sun set , THE MOON ROSE TO SAY HELLO ,a big hand appeared out of nowhere and covered our house with darkness.

Trees swaying back and forth outside my window, cars going past revving their vehicles , which woke me up out of bed, and realised its my sisters birthday, so i laid up and jumped of bed and wished her happy birthday, and i was very surprised that my sister was woke cause she's a sleepy head,i thought about it and said” i guess she was happy that it was her birthday” , so i had to do what i had to do.

 I annoyed the crap out of my sister,I ran around and wacked her in the face with a pillow.it was to that point that she couldn't hold back,  Her face went from unpleasant to very unpleasant, and Ran after!! My sister saying” im gonna kill you''. I got scared and ran outside!! , luckly my nan arrived or else i would have just won myself a hiding, so we hopped in the car ,we were driving to Kingwa my sister was giving me the stinky face the whole way there, “did she mean that na surely not, did she.

 Anyway, AS WE WERE DIVING my nan was SINGING BIRTHDAY SONGS THE WHOLE WAY there ,my sister was very embarrassed. When we arrived,opened and entered the door to the restaurant i got kinda claustrophobic so I went into the bathroom for a couple of seconds, they waited outside for me , and THEY INTRODUCED US TO THE TABLES and we served our own food up on the kitchen Table.

 as we were eating, my annoying brother appeared out of the blue , and kept yelling out ‘’whos birthday is It’’. he got told off for being a loudmouth, he basically had to go in a time out, but an adult way,as i mean by adult way i mean smoke, oh you hear that it's silent ,even though he was outside, but nope you could not hear a thing, all you could hear was pans hitting the stove, plates getting squished together from slippery dishes, plates getting served, people blabbering” no offense” it was not quiet at all .

Anyway, we finished our food and drove to the shops to see what my sister would like, she picked some kind of rasaldasal candle,smelt nice though,as we were shopping she picked a whole bunch of stuff i can't even name?.

Anyway,when we were driving home we caught this beautiful view. It looked like a lush color that I have never seen before. It was like a “ green red purple mixture” i was thinking to myself” that looks like something out of an anime scene from Koroku connect, great anime by the way, yeah nothing really fun happened on the way home. We just saw some possums on the road flat, my papa said”that's a road kill that's ten points right there” i was like” thats kinda sad” so yeah we just went home after that and went to sleep. At least I did, my sister stayed up all night so I wouldn't have a clue?.

 so you remember at the start of the story how I annoyed my sister, well!! SHE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND SAID!!” U MESSED UP LITTLE BOY,AND HIT ME WITH A PILLOW. na just joking that didn't happen and(i hope that doesn't happen).     

That's my short story about 

THE NIGHT OUT