Little Johnny was feeling bored. "I'm bored," he said. Along came big Pete. "Hey," he said energetically. "Hello," said Johnny "Nice day." "Nice day." The boring feeling of Johnny was really getting to big Pete. "Would yo like to try some of this.You look a bit dehydrated" "What's that?" "This?" "Yeah that." "Its pineapple juice." "Well whats that" " This," "Yeah that." "The pineapple juice." "Yeah the pineapple juice." "Well it's juice from a pineapple." "Oh." "Do you want some?" "Okay, how much does it cost." "Three dollars." "Three dollars, I don't have that sort of money." "But its free to people with the name Pete." "My names Pete!" Big Pete grabbed the glass of pineapple juice and slurped it down. "Guess what." "What" "Its Pee!" Big Pete walked away in disgust. Little Johnny was bored. Along came little roger.
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- To keep developing the setting t build a better description. "What is it?" "I don't know?" " Probably a crocodile." "Well, I think its a log!" "Lets see then!" The sun shines off the leathery body of he wilderbeast. Slowly he picks up a small stone from the river side and throws it at the unknown thing floating in the water. "See its a log." "I'm pretty sure its a croc." the other one says as he picks up a stick from the river side. Starting to poke the unknown thing, it stays in the exact same place to when they came over it in the start. " I'm pretty sure its a croc." "Probably a log." Slowly and steadily he splashes the interesting thing in the water. He then decides to jump onto it. Quickly he jumps over the onto the unknown animal or object floating in the water. " See, its a log," the wilderbeast on land says. "Snap!!" the animal returns to its place in the water, now without the wilderbeast on its back. Reading: I am improving on my summarising and self-evaluating. I am also reading through the text more thoroughly to get better answers. I need to read a more of a variety of books. Maths: I am really enjoying Maths Extension for the last two terms. I was really surprised on how well I did with my basic facts. I still need to improve on my area of irregular shapes. ASPIRE: For my Term 1 ASPIRE I think I used time well and got everything in on time. For my Science Fair I think I have used my time well and am nearly onto making my board. Social: I have made lots of new friends considering I only knew two people at the start of the year. I think I have fitted into the class really well as well. My time management is good and I think I have never behind yet. I also think I work well in groups as well as independently. Writing: I have improved on my writing. I have got a lot better at writing interesting adjectives in my work.I still need to improve on using more similes throughout my work Goals: - I would like to become better at speaking to the class ready for speeches - I would like to become more fit leading up to spring and summer ready for cricket. - I would also like to keep my spot in the Balmacewen top Touch Team Armchair The sweat and tears of him grew more and more intense as the lightbulb got closer. The crown upon his head describes all of his personality, bossy, mean are only some words that describe this disgraceful chair. His small chubby mouth and eyes complete this colourful piece of annoyingness. The squishy marshmallow like stuffing describes what this chair has been eating. “Creak!” Is all it says as he looks as if he could be a pile of rubble. “Yeehaw!” Is now what is coming out of his square mouth (He thinks he is a Cowboy). His hoof like legs sit there in the musty old corner. His shadows shook there heads back at him as if they were shaming his attitude. A golden tooth was the only thing he has ever bought. Because of the crown sitting on his head, he thinks he is the boss of the world but really it is just an ornament. Its rough body scrapes my arms as it puts his arms around me. I slowly backed away from this chair wondering if my life would ever be the same? Tent Description
Sun sparkles off the cold white snow. Sharp black rocks flood the mountain as the fluffy white snow goes tumble down from the every aboves. “Why am I in this cold tent? I don’t know?” All I do know is that I am somewhere in the Himalayas in a little red tent. The tent flap spiralled in the damp white wind. The icicles dripping from my breath remind me of the days when I was back home on a snowy day following the see-through icicles with my eyes dripping from the roof. Tons of white snow start to move down the steep slope of the mountain. The freezing wind alerts my senses. The relaxing rain pouring down onto the top of the tent surrounds me. A small Nepalese town sits at the bottom of the massive mountain. It stares up at the extreme hill like a lion staring at its next prey. Even the tiniest movement of the shiny white snow alerts this interesting town. Jacob Tent Description
Sun sparkles off the cold white snow. Sharp black rocks flood the mountain as the fluffy white snow goes tumble down from the every aboves. “Why am I in this cold tent? I don’t know?” All I do know is that I am somewhere in the Himalayas in a little red tent. The tent flap spiralled in the damp white wind. The icicles dripping from my breath remind me of the days when I was back home on a snowy day following the see-through icicles with my eyes dripping from the roof. Tons of white snow start to move down the steep slope of the mountain. The freezing wind alerts my senses. The relaxing rain pouring down onto the top of the tent surrounds me. A small Nepalese town sits at the bottom of the massive mountain. It stares up at the extreme hill like a lion staring at its next prey. Even the tiniest movement of the shiny white snow alerts this interesting town. Jacob Camp Recount
“3,2,1 GO!”The hunt was on. As we start to scurry across the green and brown stubble I scan the area for any movement in the trees or bushes. “Get down,” somebody yells as a light flashes past the excited but scared faces on the ground with me. Slowly but steadily we start to crawl muddy hill. “Boom,” what was that. I navigate my way up the pitch black muddy hillside. “Spotlight,” a lurking parent yells as they get back into their place to catch their next prey. As I slowly start to see the resemblance of my destination through the trees, thoughts buzz around my head. The bridge echoed under my heavy muddy feet. As I slowly start to move from tree to tree, I start to hear the countdown. Running up the muddy track, I don’t care about the lurking parents waiting to catch their next prey. “Ha, Spotlight,” a parent yells at me. “Noooo!” |
AuthorHi, my name is Jacob and I am Eleven. I am a Year Seven at Balmacewen Intermediate School. I enjoy to play Touch rugby and Cricket and was selected for the Otago team for both sports. I also play Rugby and Golf. Archives
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