Saturday, 28 February 2015

Maths Task: Writing and Solving Equations from Word Problems

Here is one of the maths tasks this week. This one is all to do about writing and solving equations for more word problems.

The picture here:




A Real Life Hero...


Here is a drawing about a hero I know. I thought a lot about this hero, and it is Ms Aireen, who is, of course, one of my teachers in the Kia Manawanui syndicate. Read the drawing and you'll find out why...

Autumn

Autumn is here...

Frightened, and Lost...

My eyes flung open. I was awaken by the leaves that were blowing into my face. My ears, hurt. My head, hurt. I was laying on the ground, looking up to the sky. It looked like it was the afternoon. It could get dark soon. I staggered up, and looked around to figure out where I was.

I could tell I was in a bush-like environment, only to have multiple trees from one point to another. Then I try to figure out how I ended up here. Only hazy moments of me falling down could give some details of what I was doing. I blacked out. Another shows figures almost flying past me, showing only small details I couldn’t make out.

And now here I was, in the middle of probably nowhere. A slow, yet breezy gust of wind blew through me, some leaves have flew up and down. I took a few steps into a direction and started to walk. But in doubt. Passing a bush, I heard rustling from the leaves. Cracks and snaps from the twigs I had stepped on.


After walking for what felt like an hour, I stopped to take the time to think. Nature-like sounds surrounded my hearing. The sound of birds, speaking to one another. Another gentle sound, the trees swayed with the gust of wind. I couldn’t even think with all the doubtful thoughts in my mind. Could I get out alive? was my biggest question of all. Could I? I tried to think positive, but that didn’t work, so without a moment too soon, I started to become dehydrated.

I limped down the unknown path. I looked around, but only to find a thick, white-like fog coming my way. Slowly, I back away from where I was, and take another direction. Then change my mind to go another way. I was a failing G.P.S. More twigs broke and snapped. The fog came over me like a blanket. My mind was in a different direction. Where should I go? What should I do? “Hello!” I yell again.

I had lost my sense of direction. Looking up again, the sky was getting darker. It was getting late. I needed help. Fast. But what could I do if there was no one there? This was a major problem. As I continued to think this thought, a group of what I thought was birds,  almost pierce me with their “beaks”, squawking unfamiliar sounds that made my ears ring once again.

I fall onto my knees on the ground in pain. I screamed in agony, which echoed into the unknown. I slowly go from a kneeling position into a beetle position, a tear running down my cheek. I didn’t want to be here. It’s like outer space, no one could hear you scream...this forest felt like an unfamiliar world, and I’m the only human. I was frightened, and lost…

Image result for leaves on the ground“Aargh!!!” I cried out to the sky, howling like a wolf. Why am I here!? This isn’t fair! But as I cried out to the heavens, or at least they sky above me, I had to find food. What felt like another hour of confusion and hunger, I tire myself. My body was aching...my eyes were burning...my hands were numb...my shoes, the soles had holes...

I gave in to the forest, fell backwards onto what I thought would be soft, but hard ground, with a violent impact with the ground strained my body. I looked up to the now dark bluish sky. I suddenly heard voices, echoing, softly. They said my name repeatedly. Pain rushed through my body. Paralysed. I couldn’t say anything.

And as my journey through the forest was almost coming to an end,, I took a few deep breaths. I looked at the sky, now dark, stars showing. My insides slowly shutting down. Could this be my resting place? Is this where I’ve met my end? Is this...goodbye? My eyes closed slowly, my breathing stopped. Am I gone? Have I passed on? I tried to test my body for any sign of movement. It was taking longer than I thought. But just as I thought I was done for it...

My eyes flung open. I was awaken by the leaves that were blowing into my face. My ears, hurt. My head, hurt. I was laying on the ground, looking up to the sky…

Friday, 27 February 2015

The Amazing Race!

It was on a Thursday. The twenty-sixth. Of February. Two-thousand and fifteen. Morning. The whole senior syndicate was going into the hall for what was thought to be Technology. It was, sort of, but with a twist. And a good twist is was. The twist was that it would be a version of the Amazing Race. Year 7 and 8 style. First, we went into our groups, which would be our groups, which we would have to work with.

We were rewarded points on completing a task fully, using encouraging words, working together (or using teamwork), and using T.R.U.M.P.

And then there were the first tasks for each group. My group, no name, had the task of going to the old art room to compete a puzzle, then colour it to match it with the other completed piece of art.

We were talking about a strategy. It was so serious. Nothing could interrupt this group moment. Until Ms Aireen yelled "Go!" and we ran outside like groups of rats going for the rarest cheese in the world. I enter the old art room and already I was stumped. Another read of the clue, and I sort of got it. My group colour the puzzle pieces, then place them together.

It was a good image. The colours were creative. Some pieces were in the wrong place. The good thing was, we did the task anyway. Then we moved onto the next task/challenge. It was in the hall. We were to make a milo milkshake. Easy! I've been doing this for a while! After telling myself that in my mind, I returned to reality. My group wasn't doing so well. Too much milk in the blenders. Not much listening to the leaders. And not much encouragement from each other.

The milo didn't taste so good. At all. I'm being honest. There was ice-cream in it, and it still didn't taste good. At all. Our next activity was to the music room, if I can remember. The challenge/task there was to perform a mystery song using the instruments provided. The instruments were three glockenspiels (piano-like xylophones), three ukuleles, one guitar (3 ukuleles together...get it??), and three percussion instruments. We also needed a creative dance. Encouraging words, not so great, but good. What? I'm being honest, I was one of the leaders.

But at the end of the ten minutes, we played the song, and it was "not bad". Even with no dance and one glockenspiel left over, we still played the mystery song, which was "Savalivali". Sorry, forgot how to spell the title. Obviously because I couldn't see the title over the lyrics and chords. Onto the next course, of course (get it?). Our next task was to go to the top courts to do a challenge which involved a tennis ball, lots of strings, and a holder-type thing to hold the ball. My group, amazingly, and sadly, broke the holder.

Luckily, well, not really lucky, we continued on to play handball. Where some not-so-encouraging words were sometimes used throughout the game, but it was an old habit, you know what I mean? After a few minutes playing, we move onto our next course/challenge/task. It was a matching-teacher-card type of challenge, where one member of the group is blindfolded, which ONE othe person in the group verbalises some directions to get a matching pair of cards, which have teachers on them.

My group did well. Sorta. This is turning a bit too honest. There was one person sitting out, and while everyone was clearly told that ONE person should be verbalising instructions to the blindee, everyone was saying different things. At least we found a few matching pieces. That was great, we had some teamwork. And some sanity left. After we ran to our final activity. It was a caterpillar type of challenge. Where the whole group is standing in an empty hoola-hoop, which are placed like a caterpillar.

I couldn't say too much...and I can almost tell at least one person reading this is feeling a bit surprised at all the honesty I'm showing. I should get an award! Anyway, the group got along with the activity just under fine, we suddenly started chucking the hoola-hoop to the front, which we weren't supposed to, SOME of us didn't get the chance to actually see the instructions, nor the images, and more honesty, hardly any encouragement used.

From that moment it was probably deserved to not get a green flag for the activity. But that shouldn't get our hopes down, at least we knew what we could work on. Encouragement. And words. Words, definitely. Thankfully, all the other parts, such as T.R.U.M.P and teamwork, were good. Sure, one person was out, but we strived through to have everyone join in. Inside the hall we go, and sitting quietly.

We were applauding Mrs Manuyag for her great planning for the Amazing Race, but only that, but the activities too, which were not only challenging, but fun too. Tonnes of fun! And an applaud to the teachers who helped "put the puzzle together", if you know what it means. Overall, the Amazing Race for this part of the term was, AMAZING!

I hope to do another one next time! Let's just hope we won't have to wait too long...sshh...

Thursday, 26 February 2015

Reading Highlight #3

So...without delay...

Katniss must've thought that there could be a number of uprisings occurring in the other districts, and why would she have thought that? Well, later in the book, she is getting ready for a wedding photo shoot, I think, and while getting the dresses on, she finds out about why there wasn't any...I don't know, food from District 3...uprising...why no lighting from District 4...uprising...you get the idea, but those are examples, not the actual events...

Then, after something happened, something happened. She is out of the district she was in. She's in the forest. Wearing her mockingjay pin (the result of a bluejay and a mockingbird "getting together"). She comes across two other people, females, who are said to be an aunty and a niece, who had come from an explosion that happened in a different district, I think.

The two females approach Katniss. One shows a biscuit-like thing that has the mockingjay on it. They tell Katniss about a district which seems to be non-existent, but could it be? They say that it wasn't completely wiped out by the Capitol. Reason? In news footage, for years and years after the so-called "wipe out", the background shows the destroyed District 13. But. In every piece of footage, there are always the same birds flying in the background.

Katniss doesn't believe them. At least, I think she doesn't.

And then there's the twist. For the 75th Hunger Games, different victors from years back are to be selected in the "Quarter Quell". I didn't know about that. Says in the book it happened every 25 years. Math: 100 divided by 4 = 25 and then into quarters, 25, 50, 75, 100! It makes sense!

Although I was surprised in a good way, Katniss sounded like she didn't like it at all. Being in the arena for the second time. After facing so much agony and guilt after the first time. I totally feel for her. Then she decides to do what it takes to keep Peeta alive. Even if it means...not coming back home.

Skipping along to the Quarter Quell, no, wait, just before that...the night before. It was a shocker! At first people were in different and fancy outfits, they were all on stage, where they were (by the sounds of it) smiling at each other. Each district in number order (1, then 2, then 3, etc.), and when District 12 comes up, and I think Katniss goes up first, her dress goes on fire.

Then it turns into something amazing.................................which I forgot, I didn't know what it was...

And then Peeta goes on...and it ends with another outragement (don't know if that word exists). He says Katniss is pregnant, or at least it's a secret. Secret....se...cret...

All the district's tributes (now I got it) stand side by side, hand in hand. And while they do that, everyone is in outrage, with guards pushing and probably riots rising. Katniss and Peeta are "escorted" out of the building, and after that I could remember Peeta and Katniss sleeping together for what could be their last time. So sad.

The next day...read the next post to find out...

Wacky Web Tales!

It's thriller time in this Wacke Web Tale.

And this is probably one of the wacky stories, that actually made sense. Enjoy reading!



Try it for yourself! Click here!

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Riddle Me Wednesday!

Here's another Riddle Me Wednesday! I should start this! Hopefully! Anyway the answer to last week's riddle was......"Happy Birthday." This song can be sang with anybody's name in it.

Now, for this week's riddle...

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.

No question.

Just think.

Develop Your Comprehension: Inferencing!

Here is one of the reading tasks. "Developing Comprehension". This type of comprehension the class was focusing on (at least I think it was the whole the class.....get it? hehe....) was Inferencing. Inferencing is a type of comprehension that involves "looking between the lines", or, to make it simpler, finding out what the author really said in the text.

NO.....

I think this is the post I shouldn't have done.....

Scroll down.....this is just wrong.....

Techno Guy!

Da-da-da-dah! It's Inquiry-Heroes time!

Today we were focusing on making our own superheroes. From the title, you already know what his name is, so here he is!

Current Events T1W5


Here is another Current Events presentation from this week. And with the help of William, friend, this was finished quickly!

The article's about ice-cream that glows in the dark! AMAZING!

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Current Events T1W4 (delayed)


Annd...here's the presentation! The article, which hopefully you heard in the "vlog" (and if you didn't, this will help), was about the Hamilton father who admitted to killing his once eight month old son last year. His lawyer said he changed his plea from non-guilty to guilty.

This was done last week...

Vlog 2: Current Events

Welcome to this vlog! Sorry for my voice!

I had just enough time to make a short summary about a Current Event presentation article that is to be posted shortly after this. So, basically, this is a mini-sneak peek about the article.

I keep picking dark articles. But I will choose a happy-type article after this, I will stop with these "sad" articles now.

For now.

video

Monday, 23 February 2015

Adverbs and Adjectives!

Hello reader, good evening to you!

Today for grammarnastics, the class was studying 'adverbs' and 'adjectives'. Now I shouldn't explain too much about it, because it'll ruin part of the DLO I did. It's exciting because this is the first time I used it. Ooh...

So, (exhales) here it is!




It's a "Padlet". I don't know exactly know what it is, I'm guessing it's a cross between a tablet and a pad? But how would that relate to...wait...argh, when in doubt, Google help! Be right back...hehe...

MINUTE LATER...

Oh, wow, it's an online bulletin board. Drag-and-drop sharing. Thought it was more than that, but that's okay! At least I know!

The Pool Picnic

It was mid-February. Sunny morning. The whole school was preparing for the Pool Picnic/Fun Day at the YMCA Pools in Panmure, to set a family-like scene for all of us for the year, to bond with each other. Of course family were coming, silly. I was feeling pumped, excited for the day..


Acting candid while the class
takes a photo...
Room One came into the hall. They were the Year Eight’s buddy class. I didn’t have one, exactly, but I did go with Stanley. I sorta felt uncomfortable. I didn’t know why, but after a quick picture, we went off with our buddies to the bus, and the bus we were going in was a bit farther than previously thought. The invisible gas...it invaded my nostrils as I walked past.

In the bus, seated, we take a picture once again. I was literally almost steaming. So hot. Subsequently, we are on our way to the pools. Waving at people who weren’t paying attention to us, we were getting excited by the minute. Arriving at the pools, we changed into our swimming material.


Student Councillors wait
for their teams...
Outside, in the hot sun, we were boiling. I was certainly going to get a sunburn after this. After the rules and instructions were said, we moved onto the duathlon. The Student Councillors were the leaders. The objective was to go in the pool, swim from one end of the pool to the other, get out of the pool, and take a run through the Panmure Basin, halfway, or until we reach to Whaea Petra.


When we finished, it was morning tea. Shantai blamed me for leaving almost every other person in my team behind, but I made reasons up for the members, like one had asthma, another one was going to pass out, all the rest. But actually it was hard work. At morning tea, I threw a small leaf-like feather into a tree, and it didn’t fall down. It stayed. Swoosh! went the tree. Amazing.


There's a squid! Help!
When morning tea finished, the syndicate had some fun for free time in the pool, but craziness was brewing. Brandon, who happened to be nearby, suddenly grabs hold of me. Mehi tries many times to get him off me, but fails each time (because of me D:). He was a squid. Actually, we were playing “Squid” apparently, where the squid (Brandon) grabs hold of the bystander (Me) and while the fisher (Mehi) helps, other squids (TJ, Cypress, Marcus, Bruce) grab hold.


Amazingly, besides Mehi, no one helped, especially the teachers! But if you put it in a way...Everyone was all over me...but seriously, everyone was literally all over me. After that weird and unforgettable (in a bad way) experience, and feeling uncomfortable and invaded, we go up to the hydroslide. The dark hole, possible leading to a tonne of screams and delight.


At least no one was going to grab hold on me there! Phew!


Slipping while trying
to stand up
With the feeling of passing out, because it was my fourth or fifth time going down, I see Ms Aireen holding an iPad mini, taking pictures, and few other people, such as a lifeguard, Mrs Korma, and a random student. Body systems running low. I need to lie down. Instead, I lie on the hot, burning pavement in the sunshine. Moving on, I feel pieces of peebles on my body, almost piercing onto me.


Walking back to my towel, lunchtime is getting closer by the second. In the meantime, I lay down again. This time, it was a more burning than relaxing sensation on my whole body. Brodie and Tanisslous snicker as I exclaim wrong sayings related to a totally different and wrong topic. Then, as I’m burning my skin off, lunchtime comes along. Luckily, I get full on some sausages. That sounded wrong, but continuing on.
The aftermath...dun, dun, dun!

Lunchtime came and went. Fast. Then, as I could see it, I had a water war. Which I continually died in. Many times. But at least I hit someone with a ball. On the head. While I was having my fun, the unbelievable happened. Ms Aireen...threw...a tennis ball...at me. Amazed I didn’t get hit, the water war continued. But as the fun started, it ended quickly. We were going to change at this point of time.



Changing back into our uniform, we all sat on the wet, green grass waiting for some more instructions. The next thing you know, we get up with our buddies and go to the bus. With the chlorine in our body system, we were sure to be suffering by fatigue, and to many people’s point-of-view, I looked high. Red eyes, weird hair, raspy voice. I thought I felt normal.


But that’s what they all say (get it?).


With the swimming pool day over, we were as tired as worn out batteries, power taken away, left there to watch over. After the day I would also say I was tired, worn out, but other than that, so happy we were all so happy throughout the whole day. I’ll never forget it.

But that’s because Brandon was a squid...



Photo
He was gone...for now...

Penguin Jump

Not again! I tell you, Mehi is using black magic to win all the games, and causing bad luck for me, sadly. I swear I was not struggling, I was just...figuring out what 3 x 8 was? Sorry, I confuse my 3 times tables and my 4 times tables because 3 x 4 = 12 and 4 x 3 = 12, and 3 x 8 = 24, and 4 x 7 = 24, and because they have the same answer...I get stumped...

Anyway the game was, according to the title, Penguin Jump. A game where the player is a penguin jumping to ice things, which are answers. Correct, you jump and land on another one. Wrong, you fall in the water and retrace your steps a few moments ago...

And I was versing against Cavhyon, TJ, and Mehi. Gosh, she keeps beating me! Now I need to practise MORE! Nah, just kidding, it was nice for a while, until it actually broke me. Me doing worm dances and weird noises...because I lost..

Ah, here's some highlights from the games we had...

When you keep on saying you tried...


The first game....

I didn't actually win, I only came a few moments later...

Playing Cards (Maths)

Right now, or just a minute ago, me, TJ, and Mehi, friends, played with some playing cards for maths. Right now they're online, playing math games. It was a bit hard with the playing cards, with all the confusion and stuff, cheating and learning at the same time.

And Mehi won. Boo. But good for her, that means I have A LOT to do to beat her, as a friend...

I seriously hope she doesn't read this. Oh, yeah, I took a selfie. At least I think it was....

Sorry, Mehi....lol...

Sunday, 22 February 2015

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

Onto this week...

Monday was a pretty slow start to the week. I don't why I said that, but moving on. I could almost tell that I was going to get my charger today. And from that note I should skip into lunchtime, where I followed Paterita, friend (fake cousin too), take a fellow young man to the Old Tamaki Intermediate Hall, or, from now, the New Sommerville Special School Hall, which, by the way, and amazingly, my brother goes there.

Then later on in the day, there was a Duffy Assembly, with such an amazing theatre play with a great message. How I loved those. Such a sad this could be my last one. Hopefully it isn't.

The next day...

Tuesday was out of line. In the middle block a couple students and I went to Room One to help design a hero costume for the junior students. Now, we all know who I was going to go with...my sister. And let's face it, as a brother looking at his sister at school, who yells non-stop when near her and practically doesn't listen...

That's not normal. But with a few drawings and a couple of almost blowing up, I finish my sister's mask. Which she rips. So I make another one. Too big. Another one. Too small. And then I make the one that's juust right. Which doesn't look good, so back to big we go, then.

And then it was after lunch that, well, surprised me, really. I was chosen for this Year's Student Council. There were many others too, but I bet I'm the only one in their second term. Amazing. I can just see it now, all of us just looking at something really seriously, in serious poses, with serio...sorry, imagination's running wild.

Wednesday. The Pools. Shouldn't explain too much, since I am writing a recount on it, and writing it here would be a waste. So, in summary...I get sunburned, Brandon's a squid, and everyone was all over me. Make sense? Moving on.

Thursday was the day where we were starting the recounts on the day. Mehi, friend, is crazy, and so am I. You'll never guess what I did in Morning Tea. But onto this point in time, for a period of time we were planning and looking at the pictures, and luckily for all of us, we started...on the planning. Then there was the Library, individual post below, and let me tell you, it was hard getting that book. Originally, I wanted The Last 13, but then HOW MANY PEOPLE took it, and there were more coming, so I took a random book, and never would I had guessed it.

It was a good book. Oh, yes, the new classrooms. The Year Eights were fortunate enough to take a peek at one of the school's new classrooms. Not to spoil, but it's got lockers, sinks, windows INSIDE the classroom looking out onto the hallway, and it's unbelievably big! Like the ceilings way high!

Oh, Morning Tea. I held a funeral for a dead crow. That was the chlorine talking. May Benjy the Crow now Rest in Peace, even though we knew you for two whole minutes.

At lunchtime, I cannot kid you silly, but I am sure Starr, friend (also fake cousin as well, but cousins with Paterita) had a blonde-brownish-like fringe-thing. I don't know, I'm not up-to-date with the language these days (that's why I type posts like this). Anyway, she looked so familiar, actually, I knew who the person was, actually.

And I have already mentioned this person once and never will I mention her again. No harsh reasons, just moving on. But thanks anyway, for kicking my neck, Caprice. Sad. And what did I do next? It's a bit harsh what I did. I begged her to change her hair colour. Not polite, but the memories! AH WHY!

In the hall, Mehi, friend, was, well, if I can say this..."high". At least that's what she said. But she was under the, and I would like to call it this, "Chlorine Sensation". The sensation of being in a state of confusion and euphoria, while also carrying the sense of hesitation and having epiphanies.

And what a nice way of ending the school day than to go down the dairy and buy something to refresh yourself. Although, now that I mention it, a lot of people came up to me, surprised to see me at the dairy after school. I mean, everyone does that, right? Especially me, the tall fella who's usually responsible in himself. Oh, wow, now I get it.

I was, technically still on the "Chlorine Sensation" from the pools. And with an energy drink, I was sure I wouldn't get all hyper and drunk-like. But I did. I was locked out of my house. No one answered the door. Stanley walks by, does the "Lonely Joke", and walks off. I figure out a way into the house, but under the "Chlorine Sensation", one does not do things logically. So, instead of knocking on the side door, I climb through a window, fall of a chair, and sleep in the sun.

Waking up. I only slept for a few minutes. And later on Mum, Dad, and my sister went to a prayer meeting. They came back half an hour later, and we have dinner. Chicken and Chips. Oh, goodie...

Friday. The day we were supposed to help put the learning materials into the new classroom. Unfortunately it wasn't safe yet, so I guess next week is when we'll do it. I'm so excited!

What a week. Y'know, I gotta say, something exciting happens every week. Take everyday as a gift, you never know what'll happen...

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

To start off this week in the fortnight before, it was a Monday. Obviously, and the Whanau Conferences were coming up. Although, something's changed. Instead of goals related to learning, it was goals related to the T.R.U.M.P Key Competencies. And I'll explain it again, Thinking, Relating to Others, Understand and Using Language, Symbols, and Text, Managing Self, Participating and Contributing. There.

So anyway, I had just finished my presentation, and Ms Aireen had checked it for the colours last night (8th Feb). The presentation, if you didn't know, had colourful matches and complementary colours in parts of it. At this point I was onto doing the T.R.U.M.P t-shirt. Which was a bit of an issue, considering the fact that the internet was slow. But oh well. I'll strive to succeed a t-shirt.

Then there was another task I desperately needed another talking of. The Heroes title page, which I was SUPPOSED to finish (and now that I said that I should get going with it), was the task I needed a little help with. Especially for what we were supposed to write. Not the "Heroes!" part, I mean, goodness, I wasn't that stuck. It was what we wrote on the bottom that got me guessing.

But I wasn't the only one. Mehi, friend, asked me after school if I knew. I asked Ms Aireen. She was a bit stuck on her title page, but luckily she got through. With my help. No, I don't think she needed help. If you'd like to see the finished product, well.....gosh, I forgot what to say next......oh......uh, moving on, the work. Before I came to help, we were chatting a bit, talking about our perspective of the day. She got hit in the eye by a softball. And lemme tell you, it wasn't soft. But she said her eye healed. Yay!

Then we started going over to a different subject, then went back to work...then onto a different subject. Then back to work. She shared me her title page, and let me tell you, it was a bit blank. So, under pressure, because Castle was on and I needed to go, I gave Mehi a few tips and advice on what to do. Images of superheroes, big text, sparkles! Glitter!

And there goes Monday. Onto Tuesday, it was a day before the Whanau Conferences. A visitor was in the class, or, hall. She helped my maths group (Equals 10/=10) with some games, although one stumped all of us. This other kind of loop cards, harder than first thought. After morning tea, we did KiwiCan, and one of the activities was to show a positive reaction to a negative situation and a negative rea...you get he point.

Wednesday. The day of glory, the day of mistake-making. In maths, my maths group continued on with the loop cards from yesterday (or Tuesday). We were still getting nowhere. Until we found out it was not in New Zealand form. It was American. Rest of this is in an individual post called "Loop Cards: Surprisingly Hard" or something.

Then after school, or at noon, I went home, with my sister. And we waited an hour before we went back. It was 1:00pm. Inside I did my presentation and oh, please forgive me, every single thing after halfway of the presentation was mixed up and messed up...but at least that's one of my goals, I think. Actually check my work instead of thinking it's finished because it's full.

Ooh, also, I have something to do....ooh....

Next day! Thursday! This time the task to tuck onto was the Word Association Task for Heroes, out topic for inquiry. Again, I was stuck, because my netbook was completely low battery, and I couldn't go to the back. So, book, here I am. I still haven't finished. Moving on, after school, Mehi, friend emails again for help. We're besties (if reading that, say it nasally). Anyway, she was asking what a martyr was.

Now, moving on....ha, I just ended it there. Friday the 13th. Ooh. On the way to school, me and my sister kept stepping on cracks. Ooh. Sorry, mum. At least you don't have a bad back. But I do. Stink. Anyway, at least something good happened on that day. It was sunny, yes, but luckily, I was told I would get my charger on Monday (Monday 16th).

So, yeah, that was this week...

An Inspiring Quote

Good day to you, reader, and welcome to this one thoughtful yet almost inspiring post. I started this blog a couple years back, 2012 mainly, and that year was the same year, obviously, I had my netbook, which is with me on this day. In 2012, also, I was in Ms Aireen's classroom, which was known as Room 7.

A lot's changed over the years when I was in different classes. But there was always one thing that never changed. It was that one, little, easy, yet also thoughtful saying, which I can now say could now be a quote. Well, hopefully. It's three words.


I put a picture of her looking seriously-like, in a serious-like pose, with the serious quote, and a serious trademark-thing-like thing at the bottom right. First time doing this, I'm giving things a try this week. I was bored so I went through the Pool Picnic Pictures and found this, and so I added a quote, the picture, placed it here, and....bam! Quote picture-thing!

Thursday, 19 February 2015

My Library Book!

Today Kia Manawanui's Year Eights were in the library. The Year Sevens went before us. Of course, we did some work. Recount planning about the pools yesterday, which I WILL finish once I find a way.

But even with that going on...ahem, excuse the video...ahem...

video

Sorry about the poor audio, but I had to do it. Wanted something new. But anyway I said "As you can see...the Year Eights are here. I don't know why I'm going this...". Explanation? I still had chlorine in my system. Making me say the wrong things and see the wrong things.

Moving to the point...I went for a new library book. The first one this year! Although, now that I think about it, I guess it was a random pick, because SOME people can't resist taking a book out. But luckily, just like most random choices, this one was a good and lucky one, because this book was a totally different kind of genre. Although, I didn't quite know what exactly the genre was.

At least the first few pages got me...


I am so excited to read this as my library book!

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

Riddle Me Wednesday!

Here is a riddle found online. And don't cheat, I know at least 3 people will...

So, here we go...

A poor man is sitting in a pub. He sees that the man next to him is extremely rich.

Poor man: I have an amazing talent; I know almost every song that has ever existed.

The rich man laughs.

Poor man: I am willing to bet you all the money you have in your wallet that I can sing a popular song that includes a lady's name of your choosing.

The rich man laughs again.

Rich man: OK, how about my daughter's name, Joanna Armstrong-Miller?

The poor man goes home rich.

What song did he sing?

Be sure to comment in the...comments section!

Answer's next week! Be quick! Or take your time since it's just a week away, I mean, you could do a lot in a week, like, let's see...

Blog Commenting T1W3


Hello, and good day to you. Or, almost good evening. This post right here is all about blogs. Oh, no, sorry, commenting on blogs. Different kinds of blogs, you see. See, as in, see in the presentation. The posts I commented on were absolutely great, and I am so lucky I "stumbled" upon those blogs. Let the comments, BEGIN!

Reading Highlight #2

Onto the next events that followed the previous post.

So, if I can remember without looking at the book itself, Peeta must've came along to Katniss' house. And made some biscuits that have butterflies or flowers. I don't know, but to think of the imagination I have, it might've been amazing to look at. But in this situation, I tried not to, as President Snow is in the household.

They talk about a subject I forgot...oh, yes, her mother offered a bath. Sorry, I just took a quick glance at the book and saw the words bath and mother together. You don't see those two together in a sentence. Although I have....no, I haven't, seriously. Moving on, the Victor's Visit (still forgot actual name) was getting closer (apparently), and Katniss' designer or "readier" if I can call it, was with her, and they agreed with a time to pick Katniss up. Noon.

The people who got her ready, or if I can say, readiers, were, yes, readying her for the Victor's Visit. After a while, Katniss reminiscences she hunted with Gale (fake cousin, real lover) in the forests outside District 12. Now that she's changed (not really, just the fact that she's known to all Districts), she can't really do that. Because of the image she has on, now. You get what I mean.

To skip a few pages, she gets ready, and so far so good, just a bit late for the train, and the person in charge of being punctual, Effie I think, is a bit annoyed. After visits to Districts like District 1 and District 2, they're being greeted by a host, I think, Caesar. And, to such a surprise, Peeta (real and fake lover) kneels down to propose to Katniss. To everyone's expectations, Katniss says "Yes", and guess who came along? President Snow, that guy. He congratulates them, and the two (Katniss and Snow) fake smile and joke and such.

Next events to continue on the next Reading Highlight...

Reading Highlight

Good day to you, my blog. Or good evening.

Typing this down. On my netbook. Finally charged! Thank goodness!

Celebration time later, but this is an important matter.

I achieved something in the holidays. I didn't just go places and not read. I only read one book. And one article. And watched a whole lot of videos on different articles. But didn't read them. The video hooked me in, then lost me.

But ANYWAY! I achieved a reading achievement during the holidays. I read The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. The whole book. In four weeks. I think it was four weeks...don't know, because I was too busy reading my mind off! I don't know where to begin!

Except for where Katniss (the possible main character) is at her home. District 12, I think. And from what I believe was the last time, she had won The Hunger Games, with this guy (Peeta), who she had to pretend to like and then actually liked but then lost touch with him because of this other guy...wow, affair...anyway, this other guy, Gale, is what everyone believes, Katniss' cousin. But he-he's not.

So, anyway, this other man comes along. President Snow, I believe. Ha, nice name, man. He arrives and by the looks of things, he might look eevil. And the word "eevil" is more eviler than "evil". Why? Well, he treats Katniss very...guest-like. As if her house was actually his. I wouldn't be surprised if it was, because I believe that before the Hunger Games in the other book (which I didn't read, bummer), she didn't have that kind of house. I bet it was quite the opposite.

And then before you know it, another character comes into place. Haymitch. A trainer, who I assume was with Katniss in the Hunger Games (which now sounds like it was "last year"). After a talk with her mother, she goes out to her "cousin", and after a moment of reading, there's a Victory's Tour or somesort.

Next events happen in the next post.

Monday, 16 February 2015

Just a Reminder...

Forgot to post this on Valentines Day, but...



Sorry. Couldn't resist it. Thought it would be a good joke. Get it?

Friday, 13 February 2015

Characteristics Tree


The drawings are back in motion!

This particular drawing is my Characteristics Tree. A tree which includes my characteristic traits. Some of the traits include reliable, tall, hard-working. Try and spot some more, because surely from where I'm looking, I can see most of them...

Current Events: Blooms Taxonomy T1 W3



Here is this week's Current Events. Looks different, right? Yeah, that's because the hats are gone. No, just kidding. From now, the Current Events presentation will take an approach on not the 6 Thinking Hats but the Blooms Taxonomy: Remembering, Understanding, Applying, Analysing, Evaluating, and Creating.

Sounds cool, now right? I'll answer for you, since I can predict from now that SOME people may say no. So I'll say it anyway. Yes, it is cool. :D

I shouldn't spoil the whole thing, but the article I've chosen for this task is about an accident that occurred in Wellington earlier this week. Enjoy reading and I hope to read your feedback!

10 Fast Fingers

Right now I decided to get a comeback. I once again practised my typing skills and how many words I could type in a minute with 10 Fast Fingers. Many have tried, and many have reached probably below 30 words, but some would prevail. By prevail, I mean actually play this "game" more often. As said some times before, I would've played it with a colleague of mine, but this time I did it by myself.

Took only two times to reach only 65 words. It just feels so good to find over 60. Or at least over 40.

To play this online challenge, click here.

Superhero vs Real Life Hero! Meaning Battle!


Here is probably my first drawing for this year that I've blogged! Yay! I've hit a new epiphany!

Anyway this drawing is about the differences between a superhero and a real life hero.

Also, I used this to do a Meaning Battle with Cypress. He won. Boo.

Thursday, 12 February 2015

I Just Mailed to Say I Miss You

Here is a short song I did to the tune of "I Just Called to Say I Love You" by Stevie Wonder. I was basically emailing people who weren't actually online, and then thought of this...

Notes: This was from 2014...

No more Year Eights
To graduate
No more chocolates, lollies, or random cakes
I can't believe
My eyes deceived
That this is the last time I'll them anyway

No more Year Eights, no more headaches
No more seeing Facebook pages everyday
I am mailing
This song to sing
'Cause now I've hardly got anyone to come pla

Chorus:
I just mailed to say, I miss you...
I just mailed to show that I'm still here...
I just mailed to say, I miiss yoou....
And I hope you do read all the other parts...

The Prayer Meeting...

Good day to you, reader.

Earlier today my family was having a prayer meeting with the church we have. I had exactly no idea it would happen, even though I knew some clues throughout the few weeks before we had the meeting. Dad built a pulpit (the stand a preacher goes to to conduct a sermon), and other signs that I should've known.

As for me, I was upstairs throughout the entire meeting. Why some could ask? My brother. I will not explain it, because I think I mentioned the reason in the holidays. So moving on. I had to make sure he didn't disrupt the prayer meeting, because we all knew what would happen. Simple:

- He would go down the stairs one by one
- He would continually stare at everyone, and then
- The church will look at him
- I come down
- Bring him upstairs
- Realize Abby has followed...

And we all know what happens there. Yells. Disturbing the meeting and the church goers themselves. But don't worry, that never happened (thankfully). What really happened was, me and my brother were in our room, lying down, tossing toys. Toys such as toy blocks, fake money, my ted...nevermind. We were settling down for the whole thing.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited until we could hear the first few leave. Then, surprisingly, my brother rises from his slumber, moves to the door, takes a look back at me, begging him to stop, and opens the door.

Then that's when the nothingness and awkwardness part of the story begins. Part of my church youth were at the stairs, who looked at my brother. Who looked at them. Who looked at him. Who looked at...you get what I'm saying. Moving on, he decides to go downstairs. Not long after, I follow. Downstairs, the mums are chatting away about the prayer meeting that had just finished. The Dads are in the garage, playing pool.

And the youth are playing around the house, whereas I am sitting by myself, tired. Because I did sleep in the bedroom.

A couple of hours pass, and to summarize the whole thing....my sister was playing up big time. She was doing so much ridiculous things, even I couldn't handle, because they were just so annoying! Urgh! Just too painful re-thinking about it! But anyway, at this point of time in the story, she has just whacked me with the pool cue stick thing. She's so cheeky, that girl!

I'm surprised she's good in class, sometimes.

Anyway, I take her to Mum, and she's screaming. But I know it's fake (I mean, I'm her brother), and ignore. Problem is, the others think it's real. Gosh dang it, I think as I'm taking her to Mum. Mum was calm, as always, in this particular situation...by then it was time for the rest of the church visitors to leave, but my sister...gosh, she literally ran out the door. Into one of the visitor's car. I jokingly close the door, and thankfully she comes running back in.

Then runs out. Dang it.

We waved goodbye to them, and they waved goodbye to us. And my sister was being rude to Mum, again, and it was not pretty. On the hard ground, slapping it hard. 5-year-old's are not like this.

At all. And for the record I didn't do anything that time. ;D

Back inside, or should I say, between the outside and inside (ha!), Mum and Dad were putting the cars back into their almost original spots.

And after a quick moving of some furniture...here I am, typing this quick story up.

The. End.

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

Loop Cards (Surprisingly Hard)


Okay, so earlier today, during maths, my group, or, if I can say, two other group members, were doing this loop card game.

It was hard at first, because yesterday was when we started the loop card game, which I regrettably chose, and...at that moment we were getting somewhere. We knew how many months were in January, how many months in a year and a half, all that.

But then we were stumped when the loop just...looped. But it looped the wrong way.

You see, the question we were answering answered an answer, but the answer, weirdly, was what we started with. So, without argument, we started the loop game again. And then again. And then again. And kept starting again up to breaking point. Which was then deciding to do it the next day.

Which was today.

And today, it was challenging. But. We pulled through. All because of a change of seasons. Yes, the seasons. APPARENTLY, the game does not revolve around New Zealand's point of view, where in December it is Winter, so, making a change, the three of us switched to America's point of view in season, where December is Winter. And with that, we started getting everything in order. And what a celebration we had.

We awkwardly high-fived each other and said the word "yay" and "yeah" flatly. And not to forget being quiet about it as well. And what wouldn't be a celebration without a few photos? Since my pictures in my view are on my netbook (finally chargeable), I decide to show Tanisslous' point of view in photos...

Displaying Lope Cards Hardest.jpg
VICTORY: Sorry the image is mirrored,
but we did it!

My T.R.U.M.P Goals Presentation!


Here is my now finished T.R.U.M.P Goals Presentation for the term/year! Later on today I am going to show my Mum (hopefully) this presentation, and it's been hard work! Enjoy!

Speedy Subtraction

The title says it all. And goodness, I will never look at subtraction the same EVER again after I've finished this learning game, focused on subtraction, of course.

The learning game starts with the player choosing what they want to do. Specifically, they choose how many questions they think they can do in how many minutes.

I chose 15 questions in 2 minutes.

But then it came to actually playing the game that...that...made me really confused and lost, because there was this...uh...well...I don't really know how to explain it. There's this thing with all the numbers, then there's the, uh...

Urgh, you'll get what I mean...(picture below)


By the looks of it it doesn't look like I didn't make my target on my goal.

I didn't. :/

Ordering Fractions

Another game, I mean, maths learning game I played recently was the classic Ordering Fractions. This learning game involves the player into, well, ordering the fractions, of course.

Luckily though, I strived through and made it through the whole game, then after a while of ordering too much fractions, I decided to go onto another learning game.



Meteor Multiplication

Wow! This game is intense!

For maths learning online - a task for the new maths tumble for the new maths groups in Kia Manawanui (8 groups in total). This maths learning game - Meteor Multiplication, is a partly pressuring and mostly fun learning game involving the player being a "meteor destroyer" of some sort, answering multiplication problems, while also destroying meteors as it reaches the player.

It gets weird when none of the questions relate to the answer.


I recommend this game for times when you want to answer questions while being at risk of exploding. Just kidding. It's fun when you reach the next level.

Sunday, 8 February 2015

Headache Haiku

A haiku related to what I feel right now. I found it on the web.
Think it's a headache?
Your mind lies to you, it's not...
What is it really?

2 Weekly Post (2nd February - 5th February)

Now, onto this week.

Monday was fairly well. Yesterday I had done a weather report, and so far, it was...exactly as expected. Sort of. I need to stop lying. The most horrible thing happened to me today, and thanks to my sister, I bet this will happen everyday.

I was late. Late. I haven't been late since last year, and that was just a couple times. I guess SOMEONE didn't want to get up early this morning...and luckily my sister won't understand what I'm gonna say next, so...

She was fussy with the morning and I ended up having to make her run to her classroom, OUTSIDE my classroom, and then walk back into the office, down the hallway, and then into the hall. Embarrassed by my lateness, and I find out that there are arranged seats. I sat at the back. I guess I know why...

I speak too much about unrelated topics and always muck around in work and had never completed a single task in my own learning time, and, and, an-okay, I guess I got a little self-doubted about myself. Anyway, we were doing our goals, which I was behind on, but luckily it made a bit more sense once I had some help from others. And the new teacher Miss Komor checked my work, and helped a lot.

At Morning Tea I was quite fine, just looking at my sister play on the playground. For the whole time. Problem was, she left her sandals inside the classroom. The same type of sandals I wore a couple years back. Coincidence? Yes. I never knew.

Now onto the subject of the TRUMP Goals. It was on a Tuesday I finished my paper copy (because as we all know, my netbook was dead, and to the thought of that, I brought the money for a new charger, when I WAS LATE AGAIN!) and showed it to a teacher. Well, read to. Only a few words added, and I was ready to put it on a document, which was hard, because some other stuff happened.

Wednesday. The middle day. TRUMP Goals, again. I finished the digital doc copy, now I just needed to put it on a presentation. Great. But it would all make sense later on in the week. A lot of work was done, mostly the TRUMP Goals, but also, the Student Council applications, which close tomorrow (Monday 9th February). I felt a little confident, since I was chosen last time, but also, a little anxious, because, you know, what if I don't get in?

No, shouldn't be worried now. It's already been looked at. No backing down now.

Thursday. The last day of the week, since Waitangi Day was on Friday. To be truthful, the middle block could've been one of the most funniest moments OF MY LIFE. But that was just because I was getting off track.

One of the weirdest things I laughed at were the colours "White" and "Red". I had absolutely no idea, but I was laughing a lot. Then there was alien poop. And when the fire alarm went off, I immediately thought of the alien poop, because Tiere (friend) and I were talking as if living alien poop existed, and how she would give it to me for my birthday. I visioned it, and it was awful, how it would somehow run off away from me- and at the same time of that thought, the fire alarm went off.

I acted as if the alien poop set off the alarm, and tried to stay quiet and not burst out laughing, because, you know, it would be inappropriate. After a while, it was said to be a false alarm. Back inside, I still have the thought. And the alarm goes off again. One part of me says "Stay quiet, and don't laugh", while the other parts say "Oh, no, the alien poop did it...again...", making me and Tiere giggle, but I was worse. After a few minutes...the alarm goes off again. In my mind, I completely lose it.

And that is why that was the best moments of my life. For now, at least.

After lunch, there was the self management work the group had to do, and I was quite embarrassed on how my work was going.

Here was the report:

Student Council Ad - 40%
TRUMP - 30%
Homework - 10%
Work in general - 45%
Thought completion - 65%

Whereas Mehi (another friend) has almost finished all her work. Her S.C Ad, done. Her TRUMP presentation. Done. Her homework. Probably done. Her overall work. Mostly done. Thought completion. Off the mark.

Ended the week off with a TON of work to do, which leads me here. Back to the 2 Weekly Post. Hopefully the next fortnight won't end up in misfortune, because APPARENTLY, right now I had a sore head, a shaky mouth, shaky hands, a possible fever, weak legs, a headache.

Wait, I already said that. Oh, dang it.

2 Weekly Post (27th January - 30th January)

 Hello, reader. Or readers. Reader, hello, reader.

The 2 Weekly Post is back in action, and by action, I mean school. See what I did there? Back in action? Back in school?

Anyway...I entered the school gates, naturally. Buildings still getting built, and if you didn't know, there's gonna be the new classes for Room 1 (Kia Kaha) and Room 10 (or, Kia Manawanui), a conference room (I think), a satellite classroom for Sommerville Special School, oh, I just can't wait to get in there!

But classes weren't ready yet, so Kia Manawanui were in the hall, and Kia Kaha were in the one of the old classrooms.

Moving on, one of the new students to the school was my sister! And wasn't she excited! She clinged onto me, and looked around the area she was in. My mum was there, as well. She told me to watch her, always come to her class, all that. But a little note slipped by...

Do not "baby" her, Willy. Don't.

No, seriously, I did think that. As she is 5 years old. And should learn by herself. Then, after the classes (or groups), we were in the classes. Then Morning Tea came by. To cut it short, I was babying my sister. Great choice, me...

And back in the hall, my group was doing an energizer. And to the sounds of it, I bet everyone was energized during our energizer. So energized, someone with the energy had the energetic honour of breaking a chair. Energetically. But all was well after that moment.

Then there was that "Right Family" task. Our listening was bad. I'm just saying that because where I was sitting, I guess I had my ears upside-down for every paragraph.

Wow, this is getting long. So, to end it, I was walking with my sister home, and Dad was there. It was so good. I don't know why it was good. But it felt good. Now onto Tues-no, I mean Wednesday. Mum was at school to "watch" my sister. And then, when it was awkward, Miss Barlow, my sister's teacher, caught us watching Abby, and not letting her do what she wants, and not relaxing. So, we decided to walk away.

We weren't worried at all. Well, A little bit. Now, with this longness (not a word) going on, I should summarize the next day in 6 sentences.

Thursday was great. Except no Technology. My sister's bag broke, so she used an old one from last year. I couldn't use my netbook due to it being dead, and my charger broken. I had a gift in art, Mrs Mauyag said during lunchtime. Mum was at the park, again, to be with my sister.

Now, onto Friday. We were doing our quilts, and I was not finished, because apparently I am not good at talking and working at the same time. ESPECIALLY if I am talking about the work. I find out there's a Pool Picnic Day happening in a few weeks time.

Because I'm still trying to get back into the "2 Week" feeling (get it?), I guess this is where the first week ends, really.

Oh yeah, my brother