Retelling || How Maui slowed the sun

How Maui slowed the sun. Long ago Tama-nui-te-ra, the sun, began moving faster across the sky, causing days to be shorter. The people of Maui’s village had no time to finish their work and were becoming angry, but no one could do anything about it, so Maui decided to make a plan to make the sun move slower so that his people could work. He talked to his brothers to persuade them into helping him to capture the sun, his Brother’s agreed but were unhappy about doing it. They helped Maui plait flax to create thick ropes, which they would use to capture the sun. Once they had finished plaiting the flax into ropes they set off on their journey, it took miles to reach the pit of Te ra, but they knew they were close when the ground was cracked and split and plants no longer grew, they continued walking and finally reached the pit. It was still dark, as Te Ra hadn’t risen yet, they stacked up earth to create a shield from the sun, they crouched behind it and continued to wait for Te Ra to rise. At last, the sun arose and Maui and his brothers prepared to capture the sun. He hissed to all his brothers to only throw the ropes when he says, and reminded them to never let go when they have. The ground began to shake and tremble and the sun came into view. First came the tips of Te ra’s fiery hair, orange and yellow flames shot out and flickered, but yet Maui continued to stay still, next came his eyes and then his pointy teeth, blazing with heat, the sun began to rise. Maui jumped to his feet and yelled to all his brothers to throw the ropes, the magic ropes flew through the air and got tangled in his hair and looped round his body, the sun couldn’t move, once he was caught Maui faced the great sun himself and raised his magic jawbone above his head and smashed it down onto his flaming face, Te Ra screamed in pain and agony. Maui kept beating till the great sun became weak and too tired to move, he said to the sun ‘‘I will not kill you, but I will make you move more slowly’’, the brothers never let go of the rope and Maui kept on beating, when the sun could no longer struggle, Maui told all his brother’s to loosen the ropes to set the sun free, the sun floated up into the air, and slowly crawled across the sky. That is why the days are now longer, but if you look really closely, you can sometimes see the magic ropes that still hold the sun to the earth.

Biography presentation || Liam Malone

Chicken or the Egg speech

What came first Chicken or the Egg?

Today I’m going to be talking about my point of view about this very serious and interesting question, ‘What came first, chicken or the egg?’  this question has caused confusion, frustration and of course arguments. But today I’m going to fix that, by explaining what actually came first. But before I do that I want to ask what you think came first. Chicken or the Egg? So please can I have a show of hands who thinks the Chicken came first? And another show of hands on who thinks the egg came first?

So when you think about this question thoroughly you find that if you choose the egg you need a chicken to hatch the egg, which then the egg comes out so that means the egg came first, but then again you need a chicken to hatch an egg, so did the chicken come first?

Personally I think the egg came first. My example for this is when you cross a Donkey and a Horse together you get a Mule, so if that happened with an almost Chicken and an almost Rooster about a couple million years ago and the ‘Almost chicken’ hatched an egg, then that egg turned out to be a full chicken, then that means the egg must have come first.

Another reason is evolution, scientists have named the chicken to be the closest living relative of the T-rex so therefore it must have evolved from something right? Scientists are studying    whether chickens have evolved from the T-rex itself, they have this theory because they think that the chicken and T-rex’s bone structure are genetically similar. So if it has evolved from that, then that means an ‘Almost chicken’ hatched an egg which then contained the chicken and again the egg came first.

If we think about this in history context, the egg came first obviously because chicken’s weren’t even existing back then, so this question is basically asking ‘what came first, chicken or the chicken egg?’ but if we don’t think about it like that then that means again the egg came first.

So are you still thinking that the Chicken came first even after all these facts I’ve told you? Now whenever someone asks you ‘What came first, Chicken or the egg?’ you can say the egg,

-Ava

What came first chicken or the Egg, speech

In my speech I explain my points of views about my opinion on why I think the egg came first.

Rebus writing

Today in school we wrote some rebus writing. Rebus writing is when you use pictures instead of words and can use them for puns or play on words, here is my rebus I wrote

Term 2 writing examples

This term we have been looking at ways to make our writing more interesting for the reader.

We have used the folllowing criteria to guide us:

• Changing the word order of a sentence
• Using literary devices such as metaphor, simile, alliteration, onomatopoeia and  personification
• Using specific verbs and adjectives
• Using  show, don’t tell techniques
• Using different sentence beginnings and lengths

Here are some examples of my writing this term.

Show don’t tell- Emotions

Shocked: I was finally done in the bathroom, I gave my hair one last stroke and checked myself out in the mirror. I smoothed down my pyjama’s that had just come out of the dryer all fresh and warm. I pictured my warm bed with the electric blanket on with my crisp freshly washed sheets that smell like the flowers in spring. Finally I decided to leave the bathroom. At that moment my Brother was hiding behind the door and jumped out from behind wearing a freaky mask. He screamed at the top of his lungd ‘’BOO!!’’ I was petrified, I screamed and hurried to my room, My Parents yelled at him to get back into bed. I snorted a giggle then closed my eyes.

Embarassment: My hands were up to my mouth with my fingers locked into place with eachother. My heart was pumping, Mr Campbell picking up gotcha after gotcha, it was down to three gotcha’s left. It was so nerve-racking finally he called out ‘’Ava!’’. I sprang up bouncing in the air as I strode across to claim my beloved prize, Although I didn’t hear the class number he read out. He pauses, then looks at me ‘’Um I said Ava from room 4 sorry Ava’’ then the real winner came to claim her prize. Embarassed I walked back to my seat my face flushed red and sweat creeping into my hands. I sat nervously on my chair and just wanted the world to swallow me up so that I would be banished from this Earth. Oh well I will always have another chance to win something.

Nervous: It was my turn to read out my speech, I came up to the microphone and gave a dry cough, I changed the height of the microphone and then began. Everyone was watching me, probably babbling onto their friends about everything I was doing wrong, all the words were spilling off my page into the microphone. My knees were knocking together, my voice was shaky and my hands were shaking violently, finally there was applause and it was over, I had done it, I shuffled to the back of the line proudly and took a breath. That was easy I thought.

Writing to Music

The Dwarf.

The Dwarf wobbled from side to side going up the mountain, his head jiggling from left to right, his bulging stomach hanging over his pants. Picking up the pace, he could hear the Mountain King’s booming voice when he had only made it halfway.  The more worried the puny Dwarf became the more scared he became, ‘’Could I be executed?, or beheaded?, or even worse the King kill me himself, how humiliating!’’. The Dwarf’s little pudgy body had to take a rest. He couldn’t go any further he was too puffed and tired, it wouldn’t hurt would it?. The Dwarf stopped to take a rest and lay down on a giant boulder, His eyes slowly closed, drifting in and out of napping and then finally he fell asleep. The King’s voice sent vibrations through his body, but yet the poor little Dwarf didn’t wake up, The King demanded his guards to go and look for the Dwarf, The Guards all rushed down the mountain, their feet hitting and stomping the ground in a rhythmic pattern, spears armed on all of them. Finally one Guard spotted the Dwarf, he got up quickly to try to escape, but before he could move the Guard grabbed his arms and tied them behind his back.  He was marched up the mountain and waiting for him was the Mountain King himself!. A stab of fear went through his body and chills ran up his spine. What’s gonna happen to me? he thought to himself. The Dwarf tried to get free and escape. Suspense was killing him, He then got marched very slowly towards the dreadful castle waiting for his fate.

Music: Edvard Grieg: In the Hall of the Mountain King

The Boy

The gates slammed behind him, groaning in agony. A look swept over his face and moisture welled in his eyes and his sweaty hands were fidgeting in his pockets. Cracks were splitting open the gray concrete letting weed and moss grow in between. He let his feet drag across the ground scraping up the soles of his shoes, the sun was beating down on him, creating a dark shadow that was following him under his footsteps. A stone rolled under his shoe and he kicked it as far as he could, stumbling at his own strength. Leaning against a tree he slid down the back and fell to his knees, all crumpled together like when clothes come out of a washing machine. ‘’Mum is going to be so ANGRY with me!’’ he screamed at himself. He suddenly shot up from the ground and started walking, slowly turning the corner and picking up the pace, the Boy spotted a teacher looking for him, he dived into the bush, his face going as red a tomato, too embarassed to even look at her. Finally he made it home, he went straight to his room and slammed the door behind him. ‘’I’m never going back to school!’’ as he threw his favourite action figure across the room. Once his Mum got home she tried to ask him what was wrong but every time he replied it was always the same ‘’MUM! I AM NEVER GOING BACK TO MY SCHOOL!, I SHALL STAY UNDER MY DUVET COVERS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!!’’ and which she replied was ‘’Well we are having your favourite dessert tonight! Chocolate brownie’’ The boy sighed and carried on sulking ‘’Fine I’ll go to school tomorrow then’’ he heaved air in and then out and sighed the longest sigh of eternity.

Viking Girl

Anna

Her eyes were dark, like fire burning wildly in her pupils, dark purple and blue bags underneath her eyes. Her eyebrows were pointing downwards forming a crease between her eyebrows, she still had her marmite sandwich smothered all over her face, she had her head tilted downwards slightly, pouting her lips together so tightly they were turning a bright red, down below under her long sleeves her fists were clenched tight, knuckles turning white her thumb crossing over her index fingers, She was storming around the room in the same direction back and forth, back and forth she didn’t stop, she still had the same look on her face not changing her facial expressions. She was mumbling words under her breath complaining about everything in the world, blabbering on about how annoying her family is, She was thinking about how she wanted to move houses, get a new family, and run away but really she was never going to do that she was just telling herself she was going to do something she wasn’t. She felt like the floor was swallowing her up chewing and crushing her bones will she feel this way forever?

By Ava

parts of a speech poem

If you can't read it, it says


PART'S OF A SPEECH POEM

Adjective: slimy
Noun: Snail
Verb: Snacks
Adverb: Slowly
Adverb: And Steadily

The destroyer

My onomatopoeia poem about the school classrooms getting demolished, it describes the noises that they made while getting demolished.

Science

This is the science we have been learning in Mrs Green's class, we have been working with methylated spirits in a glass bottle with some rope coming out at the top, she then lights the rope at the top and sets it on fire we put a sheet of steel above it and had the flame coming through it we then placed a can over the top and boiled it till it steamed and bubbled we then placed it into iced water and it sucked all the air out creating a vacuum it was really cool to watch.

Cross country times

These are all the times I have gotten for the block run for croos country the category's of them are either running, walking, jogging or fast walking.

genius hour

Homemade go-kart

material: Plywood body and back rest.

Where to use: down a steep hill

steering :Rope for steering. Feet also worked.

Designs of wooden go-karts

Links:  go kart instructions

Idea’s: Paint, spray paint, number plate 16ADA

Questions: we need to find out how to make a brake to stop the kart when we want it too.

Driving question: will we be able to make our own go-kart by ourselves with the materials we have?

Outcome:

lucky

last year I did some creative writing and I got creative I wrote four pages and I put alot of effort into this story, I hope you like it  :)

lucky (click to read)

River day

This is a descriptive piece of writing about the day we had at the river when we went with the syndicate after survivor day. click to read!

Hawaiian holiday moment

This is one moment in my holiday that was the best part of my trip, In the first week of the holidays I went to Hawaii that is why my writing is about swimming with turtles I hope you like it. click here to read my story :)

my reading comprehension answers