family fun night

Hello everyone, at Owairaka district school once a year we have Family Fun Night where we perform our cultural groups for the second time, play games and have face paint.
We also used to have a pokemon card trading table and raffle but that only lasted for a year before they took it out. Since this is before it has happened this year I will post about it again.
I am excited for Family Fun Night

ocean animation

hello again, and here is my animation about the ocean and it took 2 days to make.

                                                         ENJOY

link to animation

The GREAT drain game

Hello everybody this week on wednesday we went to tread lightly.
Tread lightly is about learning what goes down our drain.
There was 3 activities the first that my group did was looking
around the school for drains we nearly found 30!
The second, was learning what should go where. We were given stuff like fake urine and had to put it somewhere (obviously the toilet) then beneath that there was a model of a suburban town and sometimes the water goes to the river and sometimes the wastewater treatment plant.
the last one we learned how wetland clean water, they can clean a little bit of water in under 1 min!
last there was a short V.R experience.

paper planes!!!

for the past 2 weeks we have been doing paper plane research and statistics.
we asked the question on what the best design is.
link to my groups blogs:
bilal                                        link to the site i found out how to make paper planes
hood
pavan
anyway my plane was completely and utterly the WORST that's right mine was really bad.

time traveller

today I did some writing about this image

Worn out the tired man strolled down a dystopian future and looked around, while he cleared his mind to remember what he had to do.

Old fashion boots took him to a clear area to time travel, for his magical clock was about to move one thousand two hundred and sixty nine years into the past taking him with it. 

Incase you have not noticed the clock was the key to everything; the key to moving through time and space. About to blink out of this existence he knew what he had to do.

The deep

hello everyone and welcome to my blog, today I wrote a paragraph on a picture called the deep.

The splosh infiltrated his ears, but that did not stop his epic descent into the big blue.

Looking up at the beams of light diving in to join him. When he looked down to view the rays that supposedly roam here total shock filled his petrified body. Although he was paralysed it was not the stingrays doing it,- but fear that something was lurking beneath him. 

As he started to regret his idea to swim here the amateur snorkeler did the technique s.s.s 

(splashed, screamed and scrammed) back onto the boat and swore never to dive again.

ocean genial.ly

For green week we had to answer some questions about the ocean.
this is my knowledge and let me know if I got something wrong.
link

a new beginning

His reflective eyes opened slowly, since the first crackles appeared on the egg.

Little reptilian legs pushed on the cracks and the pieces bursted out the other side.

Staring at his surroundings as soft wind blew rust-red sand on his face.

His shell peeked through the large fissure while his scales shimmered in the morning sun.

He looked to the plastic free waves, for its epic journey was only the beginning.

t4 w1 writing

three weeks ago, I did a story with three paragraphs and based on these pictures. The red was a requirement for each paragraph.

Anxiously zeg laid his batted head on what felt to be a mossy rock and took a deep breath, for he fell off a cliff. The ledge was steep and with untrustworthy rails of which had broken during a midnight hike a has scars all over his knees and the night seemed to last forever. He drew his torch as if it were a sword and his finger just managed to find the soft red button to turn it on. 

Since his friend dared him to go on a stone rich walk at midnight, and caused him to lose balance and fall. He spotted a brown aged book 

With a spine lined with pure gold, Checking his watch it said 2:58 he picked up the book it was way heavier than he thought suddenly started floating and opened to a random page and it illuminated just to read out on its own “at 3:00am the crow will come make you a phantom just like himself” he was near some ruins- dark ruins

Zeg needed to go... -now! Time was running out! He only had a matter of minutes. It is time to go...

The book started to flap its papers as if it was living zeg decided it probably was living. he ran the only way he could the ruins. He scramed to a door that requires a key and at that very moment a golden tube zipped around through the doors in the side and the book chased after it. She had been chasing it all day. Now, the crow had it. When zeg scurried around to find it the crow on a steampunk clock dripping with ectoplasm, and the book flipped pages to reveal a cursed. Since he hesitated, he got a magic slap on the face and so he muttered the words and with a blink of existence the key was his and the crow was no more.

He drew the key from his pocket and inserted it into the door. With a strong crank and rusty screech's it revealed a shallow ocean with a trail of feathers- the crows feathers she embarked on a journey across the ocean well that's what it seemed to have happened. Zeg stepped out and turns back and saw the door but no structure suddenly he heard a rumble, for a tsunami formed before his very eyes he ran the other direction. He goosebumps formed on his bare skin and shivered, since the ocean opened to a to a dull void and he was dead meat, the only thing to do was take a leap of faith. He fell for hours upon hours and landed on the tent he camped in but he did not die, nor did he break anything he question this his whole life.