E - Waste and our Environment!!

This is my note taking sheet I completed today about the e - waste in our world. It is not a good sight when you actually study it as our class has done today. You made it, you deal with it! NO BIG DEAL! 

The Wonders of Fishing Practises: Information Report

The Wonders of Fishing Practises!

Do you want to learn more knowledge about the different types of fishing practises fishermen and locals use to catch kaimoana? Well, you have come to right place.

Dredging! Dredging is steel nets that are dragged across the ocean floor picking up or collecting scallops and oysters. Some fishermen forget that although dredging collects scallops and oysters. It also scrapes the ocean floor, which ruins marine habitats and releases all the silt which makes the water dirty. To stop this from happening, the net could be put on wheels which are still dragged through the water, but are not ruining the ocean floor.

Another fishing practise is Gillnetting. Gillnetting is a net which floats in the water with the help of floats and weights. The net can sink to the sea floor, or can float to the surface. The netting is almost invisible, so the creatures swim right into the trap. Salmon, sardines and cod are the main fish gill netting is supposed to catch. But, other fish like sea turtles and sharks can get tangled in the net and die. To stop this from happening, the net could be more visible so that when the wrong fish swims by, it could swim above, below or around the net! Click the link below for a short video about Gillnetting!

Gillnetting!

The next fishing practise is Trawling. Trawling is a big net being pulled through the water behind a boat or two. The net that is used for trawling is called “trawl.” Precious sea creatures like shrimp, shellfish, cod and many other sea creatures are caught by a trawl. A trawl has an open end and a closed end. The open end is the mouth and the closed end is the tail.

Long Lining! Long lining is a long line stretched through the water. On the longline is a net pattern which traps fish and other things. Longlining effects the sea process by accidentally catching things it wasn’t meant to catch. To stop this from happening, the person or people longlining could fish where there is more of what they are fishing for and less of what they aren’t fishing for.

The four fishing practises we chose to write about are common techniques, which were used long ago and today. Did you know that 82% of our planet love fishing, not just for the yummy food the catch, but for the fun that is made out of it!

Me, The Analyser T3W5

Description Plan

Description Plan about the Ocean!

Collaboration! Collaboration! Collaboration!

Collaboration! Collaboration! Collaboration!

By: Caprice Tokoa

I strongly believe that working in a group or with someone other than yourself, is the best way to learn and stay focused during learning time in class and so should YOU!

Firstly, have you ever wondered what the best way to learn could be?

Well, if so, this piece of writing will persuade you to think that working collaboratively is the best way to learn. Why do you ask?

Well, working as a group means, more brains. More brains means, more work and more work means, a happy group and teacher. You get work done faster than independently. You find it easier to explain who’s writing or doing what and so on. Working collaboratively is the best way to learn from my perspective.

Secondly, if you are thinking that working independently is the best way for yourself to learn. Then that is what you think, but personally, I think that working in a group or with someone other than yourself could help you, and whoever you are working with gain more knowledge by sharing your prior knowledge. Always listen to theirs, because you never know, one day you might not be listening to the teacher during class and you might think, “Oh? What does this mean?” Who will be there to answer that question, no one because you were working independently(unless you asked someone around you that is).

Finally, in my opinion, I believe that working collaboratively could help you achieve more things during your school life. Working with more than one person allows you to create a much stronger, and positive relationship with others, not just those who you are always partnered up with. Just by reading this, my only question for you is, what would be your choice? Would you prefer working independently or with more than one person?

I hope that this has slightly changed your mind about collaborative working!!

Success Criteria Poster

This is my Success Criteria Poster which has the success criteria we will follow on it to complete our explainations. Be sure to leave me some whizzing comments.

My Poem about Culture

Rarotonga and Maori

Rarotonga is a place filled with beautiful people and sweet voices,

Rarotonga is place filled with laughter, enjoyment and choices,

Rarotonga is a place of tranquility,

Rarotonga is a place of love and ability,

Rarotonga is a place where the sun is always shining above our heads,

Rarotonga is a paradise anyone would dream of going to bed,

The pampering and the hazy heats,

While listening to some island beats.

New Zealand is like a peaceful song,

You listen to the calm sea send messages out to the above is so strong,

New Zealand is like a ball as it bounces along,

It’s gets thrown up and down and slams itself on the ground

New Zealand is the fish which jumps upon the water and dives back down.

New Zealand has karma,

But the good kind,

Sensing all the badness and saying goodbye.

My Friendship Poem 2013

Friendship

Friendship is love and care that you cherish,

Let none of your friendships perish,

Hope and belief,

Brings so much relief ,

Friendship involves flesh, blood and bone,

Machines like some have no feeling especially drones.

Friendships are as bright as a pale moonlight,

Shining on you might be a delight.

Friendship is a speck of light,

That should glow ever so bright,

No friends of mine should have to suffer,

Just to prove that they are tougher,

Tell no one their secrets,

Let no one seek it,

Take your friendship to your grave and after life,

Keep it safe and never tell them a lie,

Take the road that leads to peace,

Me and my friends shall release,

The painful times that we suffered

Will only make us tougher.

By: Caprice Tokoa

This is my poem which relates to peace and friendship. Friendship a special gift. You cannot buy it or sell it. To make a special friendship like me and my friends have, you have to respect their opinions and relate them to your self some how. Leave me some comments which include FF and FB about my work!

Lizzy's Procedural Text: How To Make A Flower

Tuesday 17 September 2013

How To Make A Flower.

Equipment:

- Cloth/Material

- Thread/String

- Needle

- Scissors

- Button

First we chose a material to make our flower with. It was round.

Secondly, we picked up our string and needle and threaded the string through the hole in the needle.

After that we sowed our material in and out all the way around.

After that step, we tied a knot to hold the flower together at the top.

Finally, we grabbed our button and sewed it on.

It was fun making a flower.

Emotions: Connection Task

Emotion

What are two reasons why having feelings is important?

1. To let other people know how you feel.

2. Feelings help us survive hard times.

How can knowing more about your feelings help you on your journey through the teenage years?

Talk about it with a person you can depend on and a person that can have a shoulder for you to cry on.  

This is my emotions answering sheet. These two questions are really in depth and make sure you leaev me some comments about my work.

What Makes A Good Author?

This is my what makes a good author drawing. Leave me comments including FF and FB!

Phillippe Petit

I shook as chills of fear took over me. Hovering holding my screams in, trying not to let them hesitate others around me. Trotting towards the wire limping on purpose, I tilt my head up and pray to God. To bless me with his faith and strength. Releasing my leg onto the wire, feeling my digestive system twist and change their positions. My stomach twisted into a knot but I knew I still had the courage to complete my ambition. Taking deep, deep breaths wondering if I could do this. Breathing in and out, fear haunted me. As I put my head silently down, winds past me swishing and smacking me. But I didn’t fall. Still with my head down, seeing ant-like people bustling in and out of the subway. Emotions punched me. Tears were building up behind my eyes. I couldn’t take it.

A tremendous fire started up in my body. Leaving sweat trickling down my body. I took a fourth step onto the cable. Talking to my fear feelings, telling them it is my day to shine. Telling them that it’s my day to learn and I am in control now! My fear feelings then fall asleep. Now that’s one thing off my worry list. Stepping one by one. Holding onto the balancing stick, relaxed as I pulled my back down towards the cable. Laying my legs down as I look up to the sky felt like freedom. Seeing the sky fade away then appear again. Such a majestic sight. Noticing birds soar above and below me. Seeing planes drift above me felt like Heaven. Standing up again, leaning onto the wire for grip, words I can’t describe drained through me like a bullet rebounding off me. Landing on the edge of the North Tower.

As I reached the centre of the wire, my eyes faded in time. Almost falling asleep, blinking repeatedly, wide awake at this time. Wondering if I had the courage to look down. Couldn’t do it, but I did it anyway! Quickly putting my head up and walked on, I was almost there. Three quarters of the way. I stopped and felt a surge of laughter contain in my body. It was released into the air. I laughed and laughed for no reason at all. I wanted to do something fun but silly at the same time. I wriggled my legs and arms until I was focused again. Focused finally, I took the final steps towards the end. As the end came, I decided to make a run for it. So I put my head up, and took a breath like it was the last to come out of my mouth. I then began to make my steps more faster and faster. Running at full speed, I made it and how happy was I? I had the courage to make my ambition reality and my dreams came true. The most words that went through my mind was would make it? Should I just fall! But I took over and won!

Zoo Trip Narrative:)

This is my Zoo Trip Narrative I worked on and put my heart into. Be sure to leave me some comments about my work! That include FF and FB!

My orange striped fur slowly peeled off my back as I walked into the jungle, feeling defeated and exhausted. The scars still existed on my body. The sacrifices I made, the lives I killed. Blood dripped from my mouth to the dirt. I had then realised that what I had done was wrong. But I can’t help it when I’m hungry. Turning around helplessly hoping and hoping that another animal of my kind would just turn up and become friends with me. To take me with their family and to love me like I am one of theirs. As far as I could see, no animal in this jungle would ever want to take me in.

It all began on one stormy, windy, coastal, drizzly night. My mother had gone out to hunt for me. To feed me. I was only a young cub back then. The storm was so strong, it picked me up and drew me to somewhere unexpected. I landed in huge bones faced upside down, sharp points first. One of the bones dug into my side and I was unaware of where I was. I roared as loud as I could but it was unable to reach my mother. I heard her calling me. I tried to call back. But I wasn’t loud enough. I felt a surge of water pushing out of my eyes. The deafening sound of silence made it completely eerie in my ear. I had a feeling I was in extreme trouble. I heard cries of other animals stranded with me. I was in so much pain. I swaggered, limping trying not to put all my weight onto my back leg which was where the pain was located at. I was starving. Desperate to find food.

A strange looking thing was moving towards me. Making a loud irritating sound which was a sound unfamiliar to me. It was noisy with no legs. It had four big round things which was making it move. I saw a human pop it’s head out of the thing with a long, black, scary looking stick. Then all of a sudden the stick exploded with an almighty thunderous noise. Fire had come out of the stick. Spreading smoke all over the place. Something hit me like a pain I’ve never felt before. A deep fire started up in my leg and as I look down, there was a big hole with blood gushing out of it. I looked in disbelief! Shocked at what had happened. But the thing is, what did happen? What hit me? I tried to run as fast as I could but I was in  severe pain.This was pain I had never felt before. I wanted to stop but my conscious was telling me to keep going. My heart was pumping out of my chest. My eyes were popping out their sockets. I was in trouble.

Finally as I stopped running, I saw a field with long grass. I ran to to grass and laid my leg down. All the gushing, gloomy blood was calming down. All of a sudden, I felt dizzy and everything around me was going clockwise and my focus was out of control. Blinking more than 10 times every second, they began to close slowly.

Pfft, I was lying there. Eyes closed, mouth shut, no breaths coming out of my mouth. A couple of hours  later I woke up in the same place. I said to myself  “Tiger with a coat of dissimilar stripes, when he’s angry, tiger swipes. Tiger cautious, guarding his lair. Danger lurking, tiger aware. Tiger hungry, so he hunts. Tiger quarry, tiger confronts. Tiger waiting, being sly. undercover, no tiger espy. Tiger detects now he purrs. Hunger pangs, tiger stirs. Tiger quick, must now surprise. Here we have on tiger, wise. Tiger from his throat he roars. Stretching out those tiger claws. Tiger moving stealthy pelt. Expiration, by tiger dealt. Tiger now belly filled. Anger passed, on tiger stilled. Tiger sleeping with the pride. Craving gone tiger satisfied. Tiger such a majestic sight. Near

extinction, tiger fights. Tiger beautiful and so fine. Tiger we must have respect. For your great tiger intellect.”

Looking around me, seeing blur. Trying to figure out what to do. I swipe my eyes, poking one of them. Rub them until I can see clearly. My eyes ached as I blinked. My muscles were stiff. Lurking around trying to deal with my aching eyes, I saw a water fountain. I slowly used my arms to push my body up. I reached my feet. Feeling my eyes getting better, I carefully walked to the water fountain as I was desperate for a drink. I licked the sweet tasting water as some of it dropped from my mouth back into the fountain. Ahh. At last a refreshing taste of sweetness. The crisp taste of the water clicked my leg and began to heal. Seconds later, my leg was about to be better. I was so so hungry. I needed food. I saw something move in the bushes as I put my head up. Bending my back down, keeping my head up, waiting for the right moment to attack. A gust of wind passed through me. It was telling me to wait for the right moment. Finally, the right moment was here and I was ready to attack. Scratching my mouth open and roaring it loudly, I ran towards the bushes and slammed my mouth shut, chewing on the delicious meat that was caught in my teeth! Satisfied I was. Delicious I said. After my massive meal, I saw a concrete pathway that I followed. It lead me here! To the forest.

Now I feel exhausted and defeated, I may lay my head down and never open my eyes again! Goodbye my fellow friends, I will see you in a while!

My Tiger Poem

This is my Tiger Poem about a Tiger. It describes the Tiger and what the Tiger is doing. Be sure to leave me a comment including FF and FB. 

Tiger with a coat of dissimilar stripes,

when he’s angry, tiger swipes.

Tiger cautious, guarding his lair.

Danger lurking, tiger aware.

Tiger hungry, so he hunts.

Tiger quarry, tiger confronts.

Tiger waiting, being sly.

undercover, no tiger espy.

Tiger detects now he purrs.

Hunger pangs, tiger stirs.

Tiger quick, must now surprise.

Here we have on tiger, wise.

Tiger from his throat he roars.

Stretching out those tiger claws.

Tiger moving stealthy pelt.

Expiration, by tiger dealt.

Tiger now belly filled.

Anger passed, on tiger stilled.

Tiger sleeping with the pride.

Craving gone tiger satisfied.

Tiger such a majestic sight.

Near extinction, tiger fights.

Tiger beautiful and so fine.

Tiger we must have respect.

For your great tiger intellect.

Ruby!

As I could sense the dust rising higher and higher taking over the yummy crisp air, the yucky objects fell towards my feet. I drop my head and tilt it side ways and just stared down at it. Then at that moment I then knew that I was near her territory. She who was abused. She who was treated like a slave. She who was murdered by her own father. She which roams around the streets, but as day falls and night rises, she goes back to her teritory. Everybody thinks this is a myth. But they think wrong. He father was murdered by she. She who's name is Ruby. She always wore a blue hoodie that was a one piece hoodie and jeans together. if you dare, come closer and I will tell you the story behind Ruby and her death! One step takes it all. Just walk right into my world and get ready for the story of your life!

One day a youg girl named Ruby was playing in her backyard. Her mother was in the hospital, her two brothers Jacob and Johnny was at their friends sleepover for a couple of days and her older sister Azaria(a-za-rii-a) was also at her friends house for a sleepover for a couple of days. Ruby and her father were at home by themselves. Ruby hated him so much, she couldn't stand to be around him. 

"RUBY!!! GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" He yelled to her.

"NO! I HATE YOU! GO AWAY!" Ruby replied.

"Oh well then. I'll come to you and you sure wish you'd never said that to me!" Ruby's father had said to himself as he walked over to her. He picked up a stick on the way towards him. Ruby tilted her head and turned it around. She saw him holding the stick in his hand as she stood up slowly. As she reached her feet, it was to late for her to run away. He had already tugged onto her sweater. 

"Why didn't you come to me when I told you to Ruby?" He asked her. She didn't relpy.

"ANSWER ME NOW!" He yelled at her.

"Or what? You'll hit me with that?" She asked him with fear.

"Why do you think I have it for?" He asked back.

"To hit me?" She suggested.

"Time's up!" He said. He then pulled his arm back and swang it as hard as ever and it landed on Ruby's stomach. She tried to not cry and keep in the tears. Then he said, 

"Have you had enough? Huh? ANSWER ME NOW!" She didn't reply. 

He asked her again! 

"Have you had enough? ANSWER ME!" She didn't answer. So he swung his hand back and hit her on the eye with his fists. She couldn't help it anymore but to cry her eyes out with tears. She dropped to the ground and he began kicking her and hitting her with the stick. Poor Ruby was beaten so hard she could hardly move. Her eyes were black and her nose was broken. A week later, her mother got out of the hospital. She came home to see her daughter ugly and scary. She came home to her youngest child looking like she had  two black eyes, and a broken nose. She had been beaten all that time. Not just the one day. Before Ruby's mother walked into her room, she saw her husband Jeff(Ruby's father) walking into her room with a stick in his hand and an iron in the other. He plugged the iron in and waited for it to get hot. While it was warming up, he beat her with the stick in his other hand. Next thing you know the iron was steaming hot. He grabbed it, pulled up her shirt and burnt her on the stomach. She was so sore, she couldn't even scream for help. He covered her mouth and threw her on the bed. Ruby's mother got out her phone and rang the police. She told them that her 6 year old daughter was getting abused by her own father with an iron and a stick in her bedroom. 15 minutes past and the police were at the house. She jumped on his back and began punching him so hard that he fell to the ground. She grabbed the stick lying on the floor and banged it across his head. He was knocked out! The police guards kicked open the door and told him to stay down. 

"I knocked him out with that stick over there!" Angel(Ruby's mother) stated.

"What happened?" One of the policemen asked.

"Just take a look at her! Look at the state of my 6 year old daughter. She needs to be in hospital!" Angel sumisted. The ambulance arrived and Jeff was arrested for physical child abuse and object use on the child!

"They say she still lives her life of terror even though she is dead. But how can anybody tell? Who knows?"

"Wow! I feel so sorry for Ruby! I mean why couldn't she just run away?" Jackie asked.

"Well, because she was on lock down. She had a camera inside of her room! He watched her every move!" 

"Wow! That's mucked up!" Jackie added.

"I know it is!" 

"So what's happening to her know?" Jackie asked.

"Nobody knows! Nobody knows who she comes after next and who she will turn down!`

THIS IS MY FREESTYLE WRITING PIECE. IT'S ABOUT A YOUNG GIRL NAMED RUBY WHO SURVIVED THE CRISES OF HELL AS HER FATHER ABUSED HER AND TOOK CHARGE OF HER. RUBY'S MOTHER THEN COMES HOME ONE TIME TO SEE HIM IRONING HER STOMACH. SHE DOSEN'T MAKE IT(RUBY THAT IS) BUT SHE STILL HAUNTS NOW! WATCH OUT!

My Term 3 Goals

This is a presentation I put together which develops all of my critical thinking towards my goals. For those who don;'t know. Tena Koura means hello to 2. Haere Mai means welcome. Be sure to leave me some comments that include FF and FB for my next goal setting moment.

My Term 2 Holiday 2013 Report

Towards my holidays. My holidays started at 10 am on Friday(the last day of the term). I missed school on Friday(the last day of the term) so that I could travel from Auckland to Thames(down the line) to see my whanau. It all began when we got into the car. We travelled and when we finally got to Thames, I straight away ran upstairs to my Grandad a big hug. I then hugged my aunty and said hi to the others! My Mum then baked a pie(mince and cheese), so we had a big kai. We had scones, a big pie sprite, cookies and more. After that we cleaned Mum, Dad and Brother got ready to go back home! I kissed them goodbye and that’s all when it began. I ate chocolate, watched movies and had naps. During my holidays, I went to Thames and I spent time baby-sitting, going shopping and doing fun things with my Grandad! I had so much fun in my holidays, that I will do it again! You just wait!!!

 

 

This is my holiday report! be sure to leave me some comments about this report for my next report!

6 Hats End Of Term Reflection 2013

This is my end of term 6 hats reflection. I am looking forward to the holidays, but at the same time I will miss my netbook! Be sure to shoot at me a spear comment including FF and FB about my work so that next time I post a blog post, I will be able to look it up!

Speech Mark Punctuation

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Punctuate the following story correctly.

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WALT use place punctuation correctly in a sentence.

WALT structure dialogue correctly by using speech marks and other punctuation that is appropriate for the purpose of the dialogue.

“What’s that?” Gasped Raj.

“What?” Asked Sara following his finger pointing.

“I can’t see anything!” Her eyes were not yet used to the darkness.  

“That look! There’s something moving by the greenhouse.” Hissed Raj. Something glided silently past the panes of glass which shone in the moonlight.  

“Yes! I can see it now.” Whispered Sara.”  

“It’s fox Raj.” Whispered Sarah.

“ No I don’t think so! It’s too tall. It’s more like a small person, perhaps a child.”  Raj looked towards the greenhouse.   He breathed.

 “There it is again! Did you see it Sara?” Sara could not believe her eyes.

“I saw it and I could see through it she said.”  Raj nodded his head

“A ghost!” They both whispered.

//    = new line

“ ” = speech marks

.     = full stop

,     = comma

?    = question mark

!  = exclamation mark

Shadows and Abuse...

It was the strangest thing I have ever seen...

The moonlight crept into the window, making shadows loom illuminating the dark corridors. The deafening silence created an eerie atmosphere, so much that it almost made me turn back. Even then, something made me carry on, an invisible force pushing me, persuading me...

... And then I saw it, the image is still engraved in my mind, on my eyelids when I close my eyes it’s always there. It was the most strangest thing I have ever seen in my life.

That was the day when it all ended.....

And when it all began. Whoosh! I felt a gush of wind run behind me. Swish! I felt it again but in front of me.

“Lalalalalalala!” I could hear someone crying and singing. It was a girl. A innocent girl who needed to be saved.

As I walked over to the door handle I heard a creak from the wooden floor behind me. I turned around as fast as I could and laid my back against the hard wooden door.

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” I yelled. But as I yelled, it echoed repeatedly.

“STOP!” I shouted once again. But as I yelled it still echoed. I whispered but silence was upon me and I couldn’t figure out how to get out.

“If you want to get out, listen to me. Together we will make a good team and you can have anything you want in life. Just join mee!!” The image spoke.

“NO! NO! I want to go home!  Let me go! Please let me go!” I pleaded as long as I could. I knew that from that day and on I was going to be stuck in these corridors  with a thing I haven’t even met before! The deafening eerie sound of silence and the buzzing of lights powering off and on was so frightening that I got used to it!

“Are you ready to meet me?” It said.

“Of course I am! I need to meet you if you’re going to keep me in here for ages!” I replied.

There she stood. Out of the darkness and into the off and on light. She who was physically bullied. She who was abused with words and actions. She who was sick and tired of it. She who wanted revenge. She who wanted souls! She who had died and knew it was over. This was the end! This was the end! This is never the right choice!

This is another piece of my writing skills. I added different language features. I also selected and rejected. Which means adding and deleting. Be sure to pop on by to have a cup-a-tea and tell me your comments including FF and FB!