Ambassador - Blogging

In 2010 I have been an ambassador for Pt England School.  My role has been to talk about my learning to hundreds of visitors who have come to our school from all over the country and around the world.


This video shows you what I had to say about how Blogging helps us learn - and is fun

Toreka - Blogging from KPE TV on Vimeo.

This is the transcript of my presentation:

There is one way that we ALL can share our learning with the world and that is through blogging. 

At this school every class has a blog of their own, and in 4 classes every student in the class also has their own blog.  That means we have about 150 blogs at Pt England!  

 Through the Manaiakalani Project our teachers have figured out ways to make sure that we all can participate in this and still keep safe while we are online. If you are interested in that you can ask Mrs Burt later.

I am going to tell you about blogging in our classes and then a bit about my own blog.  

Blogging is really important because it helps us get better at literacy, especially reading and writing and listening. 

 And for those of us who get to record our voice on our blogs, it helps us get better at speaking too.  If you don't believe me, you can check this for yourself by choosing one student and looking at their work at the beginning of the year and comparing it with the work at the end of the year.

If you look through our class blogs you will see that everyone of them is about sharing the things we have been learning, and that lots of us use our blogs to share our writing. Blogging is a great way to share your writing and the latest things that have happened. 

 In some junior classes you will see the teachers type up the children's stories and publish them along with pictures they have drawn about the stories. 

 In many classes we publish our stories by recording them in front of a camera and then we post them. 

 In lots of classes we make animations and movies out of our writing to share on the blogs. There are lots of cool ways to share your work.


Kids at school have a lot of fun blogging. It even helps to improve your spelling and typing skills! One important part of blogging is leaving comments to give people feedback about what they have posted.  You can go back and look at the comments from your readers and see what they have suggested you can do to improve. The one thing I like most about blogging is reading my comments. Sometimes I'm lucky enough to have comments from different countries.

I started blogging last year when I was in Miss Squires class, and I have enjoyed it ever since.    Last year my blog was nominated for the Best Student Blog award and I came 4th - all the winners were Americans.  I write a lot of my posts in class but sometimes I think of stories at home. Fortunately I don't have to remember them until the next day at school, because I can easily access my blog from our home computer. Sometimes I type my posts directly into the blog, sometimes I write them on a Google Doc first and copy and paste them into the blog when they have been edited.  Sometimes I write them in my writing book and type them up later when a computer is free.  My favourite things to write about are my own made up fantasies. I like to be creative with my writing and try to hook my readers.

Blogging is a privilege because you get to show more than your class what you've been up to. Everyone in the world can share your writing.  You also can write in the weekends and holidays if you have got things to say.
Not only can the world see your work, but I can enjoy reading it over and over again.
Why don't you check out our blogs - and make some kids smile by leaving us your comments!

Minister Heatley speaking to us after we gave our presentation.

Minister of Housing, Phil Heatley, was one of the people we presented to this year.

2010 has been a THRILLING year. Though I found a few things difficult, the rest was still awesome! I think that I’ve done a good amount of work this year and that I have done well. The rest of my writing will explain to you why.

Firstly, writing. I figure I did pretty good with it. My motivation, is that I would like to be an author in the future. I reckon I’m a slow writer, when Miss Garden tells us things I take time to process it all.

To be honest, I’m not a fan of Maths. I guess I didn’t do as good as I could have. For me, the strategies were quite difficult. Because when ever I thought I’d learnt how to do it properly, we would move on to another strategy. Maths is the one subject that I would REALLY like to improve on.

My MAIN motivation for this year was Prize-giving. It was AMAZING! I REALLY liked our ambassador prizes. I also love receiving lolly leis (Though I’m not sure where they disappear to).

Camp Bentzon was a HUGE highlight for me. It was the first time I had seen dolphins, stingrays, wallabies, jellyfish and a gummy shark! Though it was a bit frightening, the camp was SENSATIONAL!!! Another exhilarating bit was studying Active Earth. I really liked our projects. I think my booklet looks impressive.

So there you have it, the main reasons why I thought my year was thrilling! 2011, here I come!

One Well-Crafted Film

Crystal Clear from KPE TV on Vimeo.

This year I teamed up with Angela and Mubasshira to produce the well-crafted movie above.

It took a lot of practices and brains to create this fantastic film. The song we chose was: "Hit Me With Your Best Shot", by Pat Benetar.

We had a lot of fun in the making of this movie. We hope to soon see your movies. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the movie.

Me Myself and Time

I imagine myself in my own little world. Where there's only me, myself and time. My mood controls the weather. Every thing smells like strawberries. Except for one little pink house. I don't know why it's there though. I want to give it a makeover. Make it all sparkly and pink. But I don't know what's in it. I never have. I wonder if anyone else has their own world. I wonder if it all smells like strawberries. I wonder...

Ele Opeloge+Weights=GOLD MEDAL

The movie above is a task we received in extension. We had to decide on a Commonwealth Sport, and then choose an athlete, either, a person who plays for New Zealand or who plays for your culture. I chose weightlifting and Ele Opeloge. She is a very famous weightlifter along with her brother. My whole family supported her through yelling at the TV. And I think that's one of the reasons why she won. She has quite a LOT of fans. I'm proud to say that I'm one of them.

GO ELE OPELOGE!

Life Or Death? A bit of both sorry...

Abseiling was a VERY difficult task. I stared at the ground trembling in fear. It must have been obvious because the Nicole (The instructor) said “ Little Missy, I think you can go first,” I stared at the ground in disbelief. I had never abseiled in my life! And I certainly did not want to start now. “Come on. Just slip this on and then I’ll get your helmet,” the instructor informed. “Are you okay?” she asked. I stood there for a moment, shaking like a chihuahua. “Yeah. F-f-fine thanks.” I stammered.

My hands gripped around the metal bars tightly. I couldn’t feel my legs. Which was a very bad coincidince. You see, doing something I’ve never done before, then having to climb 15 metres high, and THEN getting stuck because the other instructor wasn’t paying attention, isn’t my exact idea of trying something new and it being fun.

Thankfully, I made it to the top without collapsing. I had just held back my tears. Fortunately there were lots of people, so it would’ve been pretty embarrassing to be crying. I mean, this was a piece of cake. A pretty stale piece of cake though. I took baby steps backwards. I then looked down and gulped. “Kay!,”The instructor called out “Sweetie you don’t need to look down.” I gently released the rope. “Aaaaahhh!!!” I screamed - in my mind.

After a few more mind screams, I was there. I wanted to go again.

Manaiakalani Film Festival

Manaiakalani Film Festival 2010 from KPE TV on Vimeo.

Strange Facts About Beautiful Butterflies

1.What does a male monarch butterfly do to attract the female monarch?

2. What overlaps like tiles on a roof?

3. What does the tongue do when not being used?

4. What is the difference between a butterfly's eye and a human's eye?

5. Where does a male monarch keep the scent/perfume they use to impress the females?

Please leave your answers as a comment and let me know what you think. I promise the next post will be the answers. Thank you!

Me & My Little Bother, I mean Brother

"Toreka!" yelled my little brother,"Mum wants you!"
"Wait!" I shouted back, "Tell Mum that I'm writing an email." I could see my brother run in to my parents' room and then back out.
"She still wants you." he said ,"NOW!!"

Oh no, my pen pal would have to wait. I ran to my mum's room as fast as I could.

Hopefully she wouldn't make me do something extremely painful, like clean my room or do chores. "What are you doing?" she said firmly.
"I-I-I-I'm on the computer." I stammered. Shivers slithered up my spine.

"Clean your room!!" she yelled. Clean my room??? If you've been in my room with out an invitation, you'd understand what I'm talking about.

With out a word I put one foot after the other. "Why?!" I groaned. I opened up my door and my younger brother stood there mocking me saying, "Why?" in a high sarcastic voice. Normally, I'd laugh. But today I couldn't be bothered. "Get ouuuuuut" I moaned. "Fine" he said "But I'm taking this." And just like that, he took my jewellery box, ran to his room, and slammed the door. I put my head against his door, I could make out the words he said, " Oooo, Look at me, I'm a girl."

Angrily, I pushed open his door to find everything of mine on the ground. That was the last straw. I was about to tackle him when he held out his arms and said " W-w-wait!!! Mummy wants you!!" Typical. I went to her and told me to clean up my mess from HIS room. I went back to him he whispered, "Just joking."

What an ambush!

“Toreka wake up!” my older brother yelled, “We’ll be late for Cross Country!” I opened my sleepy eyes to see him staring at me. “Okay, okay. No need to get all worked up. Gosh” I moaned, “ Anyway, the Cross Country is probably postponed today. I hope we don’t have to run. My netball shoes smell gross when they’re wet.” He walked out muttering, “Girls these days”

When I arrived at school I greeted Mr Burt with a Good Morning" - As usual. And he replied, good morning-As usual. But that morning he spoke with a sly grin. Hmm. Principals these days I thought in my mind. I walked in to class to see that everyone was whispering something that sounded like...”Cross Country today!” the speaker yelled. My jaw dropped. My heart sank. Cross Country?? What an ambush! Well, that was certainly unexpected. Maybe Mr.SlyGrin over there tried to capture everyone before they could get out the old “sick note”. I have to admit, teachers can be smart like that.

“Okay” Mr Barks signalled, “Bring in the 10 year old girls.” I panicked. We were going first? My confidence dropped even more. I dragged myself to the starting line. I sighed loudly. “Who cares Reka.” Sylvia said. “We’ll all run together” Mino smiled at me.

“Okay ladies” Mr Burt practically laughed, “ On your marks...” “Oh boy” I groaned. “Get set...” “Remember don’t sprint” Mino quickly said “ BANG” We were off. Most people kept sprinting past. Whereas, I was happily jogging with my friends.

Unfortunately, that little spark of happiness didn’t last for long. This thick icky gooey mud was sticking to my shoes. Great! Absolutely positively great. My shoes would be saturated by the time I finished a quarter of the way there. My shoes would stink, and I knew this would all happen eventually. I was NOT looking forward to the rest of this race. If I came anything other than 10th and upper, my brother would be teasing me the whole walk home. Plus, I’d be walking in my soaked netball shoes. Why does he get the bonus?

My heart skipped a beat when I noticed the race went longer than usual. Oh no. Daniel would be teasing me for sure. But the least I could do is try, even though I knew I was doomed with the curse of older brother’s insults. I loped past Miss Burne and my joy lifted. “Come on Toreka, you can do it!” I told myself as if I were a dog. It sounds ridiculous, but it was a huge help.

Side by side, Seini-Mino and I jogged past Ms Squires, then Miss Lavakula. I enjoyed doing this because they each had a bit of encouragement.

I squinted trying hard to see if any one had crossed the finish line. Sadly, someone had. So my hopes of coming 1st were crushed. I started to slow down because my heart couldn’t take the disappointment. I had to get used to being teased now.

I gathered momentum as I ran through the gates. As soon as I passed the playground I opened up the throttle and the crowd was cheering me on. I crossed the finish line with a boost of enthusiasm.

At the end of the day, I realised that I had survived the Cross Country. And, if you think about it, it wasn’t that bad. Plus, I came 8th, but I still had the smelly netball shoes to look forward to.

Pink

Looks like a bouquet of flowers.

Smells like a brand new strawberry lip gloss.

Tastes like cotton candy.

Sounds like applying lipstick.

Feels like I'm wrapped in silk.

The Yellow Miracle

Many of us, think that a banana is nothing but a worthess fruit. But if you think about it, the banana is much more than just a yellow fruit.

First off, cartoon artists. Have you seen more than 5 cartoon series that don't include a banana? Slipping on the skin of a funny shaped fruit is one of the basics of humor.

Then, we have the fact that it is two things from Mother Nature. First of all, it is a delicious fruit, that we all know and love. Then there is the fact that it is a flower. Not many people look at a banana this way, we need to learn how to appreciate our surroundings, and not take them for granted. God has given us countless blessings, lets not waste them.

Library Visit

This afternoon, we are going to the St Heliers library. We often go there every Friday with our teacher, Miss Garden.
The few people who go with her browse quite a lot of books. The librarians there are very lovely.

At the moment, they are having an art competition. You can go and vote for he best painting, and just by doing so, you could win a whole basket of goodies.

During Matariki, we learnt how to make a six plait flower! It was very fun.

St Heliers library is a great place to be after a long day's of work.

Life Among The Sea

Life must be so hard for a crawling litle crab. Their shells always getting tossed in to the sea. Children shrieking with excitement when they crawl out of their shells. Hiding underneath thick grey rocks, forever hoping that no one will find it. But then being lifted in the hands of an excited toddler.

Then everything changes when grown up. Being shoved around in the sea and then shooed away on shore by angry parents or scared children. From being lifted up to being pushed away.

Life must be so hard for a crawling little crab...

....and Mrs Tele'a relates to a map, how?

During one of the extension sessions, Mrs Tele'a (the extension teacher) sat in the middle of the room, while the Yr 5 and 6 extension crew had to draw her from different angles. In this activity we only had five minutes to finish the complete drawing. The entire extension group have drawn a picture of this and on it, have put a few friends' drawings.

If I were to repeat this excersise, I would concentrate on my view, and not try and make up things I didn't see into the drawing.
We all had our own type of style. Every artist has their own type way of drawing. That explains why everyone's drawing looked different. No one had the same as any one. We all enjoyed this short project. We used hyperstudio to do this and only had about 10 minutes. Before this activity, we have all drawn a map from the school to our home, and a map of the eLearning centre. We looked at reference points when drawing maps and scale.

We did this because we tried to experience how difficult it was to be a famous explorer, find land, and then having to draw the country, with only a feather, ink and a piece of old paper. To get everything in the right proportions and scale things correctly. How hard it must have been to be one of the greatest explorers in the world.

My Friend Roger Wagner

I would like to take this opportunity to thank Roger Wagner, the man who invented HyperStudio, for the lovely disc he sent. I am very grateful for this. I was very excited when I received this.

Thanks for your comments and feedback. It's exciting to think that my work might be used for examples of hyperstudio around the world. I never knew that the inventor of my favourite multimedia programme, would be watching my blog. Thank you Roger Wagner for the wonderful gift. I'm looking forward to learning more about using this fabulous programme!

Vaka Voyagers

Maori myths and legends tell us stories of how the first Polynesians got to Aotearoa New Zealand. Yet, no one knows where they came from. Most think from the island of Hawaiiki, which is around all the other Pacific Islands. The movie above explains what they would've taken along for the journey. Imagine trying to pack food for 50 people, for 3 months!!! These polynesians sure are Mighty Mariners. 

 Too bad no one else can do the same as these brave warriors.

It's Here!!

Yes folks, it's here. The quiz is here. The movie above was one of the Yr 5 and 6 extension crew's project. Let see if you knew any of these five, fascinating facts! Time to put your mariner knowledge to the test! So, sit back, relax, and enjoy!

Watch This Spot!

Watch this spot! I am soon going to release a Did You Know movie ! Get ready fro the ultamite Mighty Mariner test! Get your compasses ready and prepare to take the most captivating quiz ever! ( Well, not THE most captivating )

Just remember, my blogging skills are going to test your brain.

So be ready.....

A Feathery Friend

Pukeko

Graceful, peaceful

Wading, flapping, grazing

Elegant, swift, beautiful, unique

Pukeko

Mighty Vikings

Vikings are Scandinavian traders. They are known to be a type of pirate, wearing : Helmets with horns on the sides, with braided facial hair. These people are proudly strong and fierce, fighting wars to protect or claim their land. The word viking is used to refer to explorers, mariners or pirates.

People Of Polynesia

Polynesians, were the first to inhabit New Zealand. Over 1000 years ago, early Maoris from East Polynesia came in their canoes. These vessels had : a double hull, or an outrigger , and woven sails. They were 15 - 25 metres long.

Sea swells gave the navigators directions by day, whilst the stars guided them by night. Sailors searched for signs, like birds feeding by the sea (This meant land was near). Many canoes set out to the vast ocean, but only a few managed to sail the empty, stormy seas, to reach Aotearoa, New Zealand.

The Mightiest Mariners of Pt England

Ahhh, Mighty Mariners. The topic for the third term at Point England. This morning at assembly, we had a visit from Rose (Titanic), Leif Errickson (Vikings), Jessica Wottson (Modern Mariner) and a heap lot of pirates! Mighty Mariners is the topic. Teachers around keep on talking like pirates, parrots are landing on the principal's head, what next? I wouldn't be surprised if Black Beard the pirate came to tea! Mighty Mariners....... here we come!

Sit back and relax...

Earlier on, in my post : Extension! Extension! Read all about it! I mentioned that we had to create a project about the famous Mt Tarawera. We all contributed with mini animations or movies to put in to the real completed thing. My part was to explain what happened what Sophia's (One Of The Head Guides) house looked like before and after the eruption. Watch and enjoy!

Please leave a comment.

P.S. In my group were Litia and me. ( Click on Litia's name to go to her blog)

Wish me luck!

Go the diamonds! Yaaayyy! Tomorrow is our last game for Term 3. We are all very excited. "We" is the year 6 Point England Netball team : Diamonds. Our coach is Mrs Nua, who teaches Room 20. She is a very good coach. In netball, there are 9 people. But two people are subs every game.

Wish me luck for tomorrow!!

GO THE DIAMONDS!!

Curse Of The Baby-Sitter...

Knock Knock. There it was again. That annoying sound. Knock Knock. I decided it was time to face him. My brother. My little brother.Knock Knock. Okay, it was time. I unlocked my bedroom door and stomped towards my little brother's room. Strange. He was asleep. And it couldn't have been my elder brother knocking because he was at a friend's for the night. It was dead silent. And it was dark. Very dark. The only place it wasn't either of those things, was in the living room.Brr. It was cold. But how could it be when it was in the middle of Summer? I was scared. I started to whisper to myself to create my own company. Shivers slithered up my spine. Who was here?

I tiptoed towards the living room, silent as a mouse. I peered over the sofa.I only saw mum and dad all dressed up fancy looking like they were going--- Uh oh. It couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. Not tonight. Any night but tonight. Mum and dad were going somewhere. Without me or Justus. This was no robbery, this meant Aunt Jen was here.

"Oh there you are sweetie!" mum said in a high voice. She turned around, holding a pizza box. That confirmed it. They were out for the night, without me or Justus. "Yawn!" my little brother walked slowly in to the living room stretching his arms out saying,"Mum? Where are you and daddy going?" Mum and dad looked at each other for a brief second."Ummm.......Well we're, we're.... going to school! Why? Do you want come with us?" Mum and dad smiled slyly. Here we go again. The same old excuse. But it only worked on Justus. He absolutely HATED school. " So where is she?" I said as I folded my arms. "Where is who?" Dad said trying to act as if he didn't know who she was. "You know who." I said firmly. "Oh, okay..... Aunt Jen is just outback getting a few things for your special surprise." Mum said slyly .Hmmm. What did "special surprise" mean?

I raced in to my room, bounced on to my bed and continued reading my book called : The Candy Crime:A Lost Licorice. I locked my door and lay in bed. I did NOT want to see Aunt Jen. I'd rather eat a ton of broccoli. "Toreka sweetie!" the evil voice sang,"It's dinner time!" Oh no. My stomach started doing flip flops. Aunt Jen is not the best of cooks, trust me. "Are you hungry sweetie?" she chirped, "I know you wanted my special broccoli pudding,(Yuck) but Mummy insisted on pizza!" "Gasp! Pizza!" I said in my mind sitting up. That's right! I ran to the dining table full of excitement. To my surprise, the pizza was half gone! (Aunt Jen and Justus weren't big fans of pizza-I guess they were hungry) I quickly sat down and got my self all the cheesy bits, (The pizza was called Double Cheese Extreme) When I finished, I did NOT say thank you. After all, Mum was the one who bought it, NOT Aunt Jen.

"Okay," said Aunt Jen rubbing her hands together,"Who wants to see the special surprise?" Only Justus jumped up and down. I couldn't care less. She pulled a colourful bag and whispered,"Take a peek." I didn't care what she had said, I just wanted to see the so called ," Special Surprise". I closed my eyes and reluctantly, ever so cautiously, reached in. To my surprise, I did NOT feel her pet mice, NOT her yuck broccoli pudding, NOT her boring brick collection, but it was something I actually liked. It was "The Candy Crime 2:Curse Of The Candy Cane" I smiled full of happiness. Where's Justus wasn't happy at all. He had gotten a yo-yo.(He's used to flash gizmos and gadgets ) And he was NOT happy about it. I poked my tongue out at Justus and skipped happily to my room. I stopped and turned around. There was Aunt Jen, staring at me. Oh boy. Here we go again. When would this nightmare end? "Thank you Aunt Jen" I muttered quietly as possible, making sure she couldn't hear me. Shockingly she replied,"You're welcome."

"What A Cutie!" Mum says...

Yes, yes. It's true. That cute little girl is acutally me. But anyway, I knew these exact things : Volcanoes make mountains. I know. I was a smart little girl. And if you don't believe me, watch the video below. You might laugh, it's embarrassing, but still,  I knew an important fact : Volcanoes make mountains. 

Please leave some feedback for me to see!

Thanks!

Curse Of The Baby Sitter...

Knock Knock. There it was again. That annoying sound. Knock Knock. I decided it was time to face him. My brother. My little brother.Knock Knock. Okay, it was time. I unlocked my bedroom door and stomped towards my little brother's room. Strange. He was asleep. And it couldn't have been my elder brother knocking because he was at a friend's for the night. It was dead silent. And it was dark. Very dark. The only place it wasn't either of those things, was in the living room. Brr. It was cold. But how could it be when it was in the middle of Summer? I was scared. I started to whisper to myself to create my own company. Shivers slithered up my spine. Who was here?

I tiptoed towards the living room, silent as a mouse. I peered over the sofa.I only saw mum and dad all dressed up fancy looking like they were going--- Uh oh. It couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. Not tonight. Any night but tonight. Mum and dad were going somewhere. Without me or Justus. This was no robbery, this meant Aunt Jen was here.

"Oh there you are sweetie!" mum said in a high voice. She turned around, holding a pizza box. That confirmed it. They were out for the night, without me or Justus. "Yawn!" my little brother walked slowly in to the living room stretching his arms out saying,"Mum? Where are you and daddy going?" Mum and dad looked at each other for a brief second."Ummm.......Well we're, we're.... going to school! Why? Do you want come with us?" Mum and dad smiled slyly. Here we go again. The same old excuse. But it only worked on Justus. He absolutely HATED school. " So where is she?" I said as I folded my arms. "Where is who?" Dad said trying to act as if he didn't know who she was. "You know who." I said firmly. "Oh, okay..... Aunt Jen is just outback getting a few things for your special surprise." Mum said slyly .Hmmm. What did "special surprise" mean?

I raced in to my room, bounced on to my bed and continued reading my book called : The Candy Crime:A Lost Licorice. I locked my door and lay in bed. I did NOT want to see Aunt Jen. I'd rather eat a ton of broccoli. "Toreka sweetie!" the evil voice sang,"It's dinner time!" Oh no. My stomach started doing flip flops. Aunt Jen is not the best of cooks, trust me. "Are you hungry sweetie?" she chirped, "I know you wanted my special broccoli pudding,(Yuck) but Mummy insisted on pizza!" "Gasp! Pizza!" I said in my mind sitting up. That's right! I ran to the dining table full of excitement. To my surprise, the pizza was half gone! (Aunt Jen and Justus weren't big fans of pizza-I guess they were hungry) I quickly sat down and got my self all the cheesy bits, (The pizza was called Double Cheese Extreme) When I finished, I did NOT say thank you. After all, Mum was the one who bought it, NOT Aunt Jen.

"Okay," said Aunt Jen rubbing her hands together,"Who wants to see the special surprise?" Only Justus jumped up and down. I couldn't care less. She pulled a colourful bag and whispered,"Take a peek." I didn't care what she had said, I just wanted to see the so called ," Special Surprise". I closed my eyes and reluctantly, ever so cautiously, reached in. To my surprise, I did NOT feel her pet mice, NOT her yuck broccoli pudding, NOT her boring brick collection, but it was something I actually liked. It was "The Candy Crime 2:Curse Of The Candy Cane" I smiled full of happiness. Where's Justus wasn't happy at all. He had gotten a yo-yo.(He's used to flash gizmos and gadgets ) And he was NOT happy about it. I poked my tongue out at Justus and skipped happily to my room. I stopped and turned around. There was Aunt Jen, staring at me. Oh boy. Here we go again. When would this nightmare end? "Thank you Aunt Jen" I muttered quietly as possible, making sure she couldn't hear me. Shockingly she replied,"You're welcome."

All Whites all the way!

The mattress is ready, we've got a fire burning. Now all we need is the All Whites to win. I know it's shocking that I'm talking about soccer. I'm not much of a soccer fan but the FIFA World Cup has easily grabbed my attention. Four more hours to see the memorable match between Paraguay and New Zealand.

I wonder how the All Whites are feeling. I am confident that they are more nervous than I am before my netball match. Coming out of the tunnel the All Whites will be a great sensation. If I were there I would be dressed all in white, even paint my hair and face white!

1.30am - wish me luck, I'll do my best to be awake.

Go the All Whites!

Drop, Cover and Hold!

Drop, Cover and Hold! Those are the three steps that you would do during an earthquake. Today is one of those days. As our students are calling it, Disaster Day has turned out to be exactly what it has been named. We've had to quickly crawl under our tables. Yesterday, I, Toreka, just witnessed my first earthquake(s) Toreka, 10 year old reporter,is out.

Extension! Extension! Read All About It!

As another one of our tasks at extension, we had to reflect on what we had been doing at extension. So here are my Thinker's Keys:

What Did I Do Well?

-I wrote two scripts by myself.

-I created the iMovie

-I finished things off before it was due

What Held Me Back From Doing Well?

-Someone in my group was mucking around and not helping

-My group let me do most of the work.

-No one was listening much

-People kept on singing when they were supposed to be recording their voice over

What Is The Purpose Behind Doing The Mount Tarawera Project?

-So Mrs Tele'a could grade us

-It would help with our marks towards prizegiving

The Famous TP Club...

Judy Moody. My new favourite series is about an eleven year old girl named, Judy Moody. She is famous for all her different types of moods, but Judy doesn't approve of this because it's not "Newspaper Worthy" The recent book I have read about Judy is: JUDY MOODY GETS FAMOUS! It's when she tries to get more famous than her nemesis: Jessica Finch. Judy, is in a club for T.P. And no, it doesn't stand for Toilet paper, it stands for Toad Pee. You see, who ever held their mascot Toady, would've felt something warm and wet on their hands. I know. Weird. But I think that Megan McDonald and Peter Reynolds are the perfect combination that created the series of : JUDY MOODY

I Spy A PMI

Mt Tarawera is a New Zealand mountain. It is a very popular landmark in New Zealand. The Yr 5 & 6 extension team have been learning about this and have created a project as one of our challenges to go towards our marks in Academic at the end of the year in Prize Giving. Here is my thoughts on the words :Positive, Minus, and Interesting.

POSITIVE

-We found out lots of Aotearoa (NZ) history throught this project.

-We built up our camera and acting skills.

-Lots of people co-operated well together.

MINUS

-Not that many people in my group listened to me (only the girls did).

-I didn't get that much help from team mates.

-My script wasn't planned out.

INTERESTING

-No one knew much about Mt Tarawera so it was quite interesting.

-There are lots of Maori myths and legends.

-We all were focused and interested in this project.

(I drew the picture above)

A Sad Somalian Story

Hi everyone! As you can see in the title above, this is a sad Somalian story. My reading group "Moreporks" have read another interesting a book called Asli's Story by Adrienne Jansen. It is about a young girl named "Asli" she lives in the country of Somalia. But Somalia is a very dangerous country. Alsi then moves to Kenya, and then to New Zealand. But life gets harder for her as she tries to learn all the new languages and ways we live here in Aotearoa. Watch this movie I made using Hyperstudio...