What I am working on week one.

Here is my questions for Jack and the Morepork, with my answers.

I like the Jack activity, but it is quite easy. I like the combination of activities and variety of questions.
We are reading the book Tui Street Tales and doing this unit along with it.
Solomon.

My holidays.

This holidays I flew by myself to Wellington, the city's capital to see my cousins, grandparents and my dad. I arrived late at night and went to my dad's house for the night. On the plane I got 62 Air New Zealand lollies. After that I stayed mainly with my dad and my grandparents, but had my cousins over and I went to my aunties show, odd one out. It was a funny show about fitting in and they threw balls into the audience, it was cool.

After I got home I went to Piha beach with my mum and some of my friends, we spent ages damming up the river on the beach and digging heaps of canals. There was also a really cool tree house that had ropes everywhere and a swinging bridge, it was awesome.

On the first day of school it was my birthday it was my birthday and I got some really cool presents, including an awesome Bluetooth speaker from my uncle in Germany.

Solomon.

The Little Red Soccer Player and the Big Bad Bullies.

Here is a video me and my classmates made, I wasn't there on the day but me and my friend Leo wrote most of the script. Here is the video, Enjoy.   

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Dawn Raids Part Two.

Here is my second part of the Dawn Raid unit.


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Dawn Raid Unit.

These past couple of weeks we have been learning about the dawn raids, there were early morning police raids which happened in the 1970s. Here is a slideshow about them.
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Harold, grandson of Harvey.

Today we did a short story about a mouse on a skateboard and we had to add lots of emotion. I called mine, Harold, grandson of Harvey.

I look up expectantly, the large brown eyes in front of me do nothing to comfort my fear, I can’t believe
my ancestors enjoyed this. Oh, by the way I’m Harold the mouse, distantly descended from the great
Harvey, ruler of mouse kind. Anyway this doesn’t help me now, a hand connected to the eyes swoops
down and picks me up, carrying me over to the ramp. I scream and try to pull away, no good. I’m trapped
in this ever expandable prison for the rest of my life. The brown eyes place me on a tiny skateboard, I look
down, the ramp stretches away as far as the eye can see. I see a faint light in the distance and gasp, it’s
the deadly ring of fire! I scream and cover my face with my hands, my stomach is tying itself in knots
and butterflies seem to be bursting out of my ears. I scream again and try to escape, but then I
remember my cheese, if I pull out now I’ll never get it it. My mind spins over all the different types of
cheese. It could be prime Gouda with a bright red crust, or maybe a delicious goat milk cheese from
Afghanistan, never mind, I’ll never get the cheese, the fire will claim my life before that every happens.
\Suddenly the skateboard shoots forward on the rails and I cling to like it’s a life raft in a cold sea. It
picks up speed as it careens down the drop towards the infamous ring of fire. A little ramp leads up to it,
and the board speeds up it, I close my eyes, this is going to be my last breath.