Holidays Memoir

I could see big orange flames burning high into he sky as we burnt the rabbits hiding places. I could smell the stinky stench of smoke. 

All of a sudden a big spark flew towards me and landed on my neck. "Dad!" I screamed, 'Dad I'm on fire!" I stood there, horrified, a tears poured out of my eyes. My neck seared with pain.

After a few seconds Dad and Lachie came sprinting over. Dad saw the hole in my top and blister on my neck so he rushed me over to the creek. My burn felt a tiny bit better as Dad poured water on it.

When I was feeling better, Lachie asked me how getting bur t felt. I described it to him. "Imagine burning yourself on a hot frying pan then double the pain." I laughed as he ran back to the truck, hiding from the fires. I saw around 20 rabbits, that had just escaped one of the fires, chasing after him.

Learning Log

This week I think I have done well at self managing my MI tasks because I have done some tasks interpersonaly and others intrapersonaly. I like having the Rugby World Cup as a focus because there are always new things to do things in many different ways. I have learnt some new things about rugby like how to pack a scrum and more facts about the 20 participating country's.  I wonder why the Rugby World Cup is more popular than the Netball World Cup.

Feel Inside (And Stuff Like That) Music Video with Lyrics

Team Ball Player Thing- Music Video

Noho Marae

I could hear the loud whispers of children at the other side of the room. I wriggled around in my sleeping bag and groaned. It was quiet though so not many people heard me. The maori statues were creepy in the dark because I could see their eyes glaring down at me. I imagined them coming to life and attacking me for sleeping in their territory. The thought of it made me shake with fear. 

The room started to quieter down. Slowly, my eyes started to close.

Haiku (Japan)

Spring

A lamb lies in grass
Beside a glitter filled creek
Maaa! She calls for Mum.

Daffodils blooming
Making a happy garden
No! Birds have a feast.

Winter

Cold blizzards hit south
Large flakes create kids playgrounds
My face turns to ice.

Autumn

Leaves make tornadoes
Kids play in big, fat leave piles
Leaves fly, kids eyes sting.

Summer

A heat wave hits farms
A drought starts, farmers panic
Yay! Water arrives.

Kapahaka Performance

                                                                        Polyfest

"And next up we have Goldfields Primary School from Cromwell!" exclaimed the host. Since I was at the front of the line, I had to lead the front row on stage. I scanned the crowd, looking for Goldfields supporters and smiled.

 "Oh no," I thought "Natalia has forgotten to sing!' Of course, I was wrong. She had just started quite quietly. Then it was Victoria`s turn. Her voice flew around the room as beautiful as a rare song bird.

As I cleared my throat the next song began. I started to sing and do the actions. The crowd stared at us, captivated. My throat felt like it was on fire, but parts of it was as dry as a desert. As we finished the last line of Kapi Oi Oi, the crowd clapped in amazement. 

"Two down, one to go," I thought to myself.