Rolihlahla Mandela was born on July 18th 1918. He is now known as Nelson Mandela because when he was younger, his teacher couldn't say his name properly. So she/he started calling him Nelson to make it easier to say. Ever since then, everyone started calling him Nelson Mandela. His occupation was civil rights activist, a world leader and a writer. He sounds like one of those Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks people who stands up for their country and fights for equality.
In his early life, he went to a school near Qunu and received the name Nelson. When Nelson finished school, he attends healdtown, the Wesleyan College at Fort Beaufort. In the year 1939, Mandela enrols at the University College at Fort Hare in Alice. The year after that, he was expelled.
Mandela was transferred to Pollsmoor Prison in 1982. He wasted 20 years of his life time in jail with nobody to talk to and if he was lucky, he would of gotten a really thin mattress to lay on. When Nelson was released in 1990, he
When Nelson Mandela’s time ended on December 6th 2013, everybody has been talking about him a lot. As everyone says their goodbyes, Mandela’s body is taken away. A new life begins for Rolihlahla/Nelson Mandela.
From Nelson Mandela, the world can learn to never let life put you down and be the best you can.
Thank you Johnson & Johnson, The Variety Club & MOTAT for bringing Pt England School wonderful gifts that we really appreciate. I'm sure everyone would really love it and they will treasure it. Also thank you for coming to see the Prize Giving dances.
From you, I have received stencils in a box. After I took a peek at it, I wrapped it back up and got it ready to go under the Christmas tree with all the other presents. It was grateful of you to unexpectedly bring us these presents:)
While the year 8 Pt Englanders were away, the rest of the intermediate were gonna have an awesome day at Action world. We were going to Action World because the year 8 were going on camp and it wouldn't be fair on the year 7. It was really exciting to hear that we were going there for a trip, but the dumb part of the teachers speech was that we had to pay $20. That was a bummer.
As I opened the curtains on Friday morning, the sun shone through lighting up my whole room. I changed into my mufti, brushed my hair, packed my lunch, brushed my teeth and tidied up my room. The alarm went of and that means green light which also means its time to go.
I excitedly arrived at school thinking about nothing but Action World. As I play hand games with my friends, everyone patiently waits for the bus. When the vehicle finally arrived, it parked up on the side of the road. The students, parents and teachers find a seat to sit in. During the ride I notice the location we were in. It was West Auckland. On the way I obviously saw people, houses, trees, land and the window I looked out.
I rushed to get out of the bus and walked to the entrance of Action World. When I saw all the obstacles, it wasn’t what I was expecting. I expected more activities and a inside Action World. Once you play on it, it’s actually really fun.
A kind man named Jerry welcomed us to this place. He told us all the rules and the most important one was to always land on your back or bottom when you fall. My groups first obstacle course was the Jumping Slide. The jumpers had to jump or flip and safely land into a bouncy castle thingy. The sliders put themselves into a sack and slide down a steep slide. They also land into a bouncy castle thingy.
HONK!! Jerry blew the whistle meaning we had to move onto the next obstacle. Free Climb is a inflatable rock climbing wall. You just, climb it like a normal rock climbing wall. The instructor for the free climb said “So you’re gonna climb and make your way up onto the two blue rocks.” “Then you’re gonna let go and land like a starfish.” As she was talking, she also demonstrated it for us. After my turn was over, I thought that it was pretty easy.
HONK!! As Jerry blew the whistle again, my group rushed to the next obstacle to get a place in line. “Who’s brave?” The lady asked. People replied “I am.” So the brave people moved to the front and got to have the first goes. Oh and this course was called Jungle Swings. So once you've made your way up the ladder, you stand with our feet apart and stick your bottom out. You put both your hands on the U shaped swing. Then you swing to the next one and the next one and the next one and then you jump over the batman cat.
So I stuck my bottom out and held onto the swing. I swung and dropped, just for a practise. On my next try, I swung feeling the cold air blowing past my face. I grabbed the next swing, then the third swing and the forth. I let go and dropped onto the bouncy castle thingy. I thought that the Jungle Swing was cool.
HONK!! You know what that means, it was time to eat. For morning tea/lunch, I had a calcium, a chocolate doughnut, chips and biscuits. I wasn't really that hungry so I just drank my calcium then I left.
Jerry said that we could have free time. I first went to go practise on the little free rope then tried the big one. As I climbed the ladder, I was feeling nervous but excited at the same time. Slowly I took a step. The wind kept on blowing me but I kept balance. About 5 steps later, I finally fell feeling relaxed as me in my bed.
On my next turn I did the same thing, but listened to Jerry. He shouted “Look at the end of the rope and put your shoulders back!!!” So I kept on laughing and with the help of Jerry, I made it to the other end. I heard the boys yelling “Shot Quziyah!!!” I took my first step as I was walking backwards. I dropped and landed on my bottom. I was so glad that I made it halfway.
I tried some other obstacles but on most of them, I failed but tried hard and had a lot of fun. Sadly the day came to an end. We travelled on the bus back to school and everything went back to normal. It was so awesome at Action World:))
In the last couple of years, we've been having net-books at Pt England School. I'm gonna be honest but some people are sometimes distracted meaning they play games and go on dogie sites. Most people are well on task meaning they do their work and they are focused, like me.
Having a net-book that's connected to the internet everyday is awesome. I have discovered new things on the internet that has really been helping my learning. I have mostly used sites like Google Docs, Xtra Math, Math Whizz, Vimeo, Flickr, Evernote and the team 5/room 15 site.
The most significant thing I've learnt by my self is how to learn, create and share. We create using other devices too like ipads, video camera’s and imacs/computers. I share my work by posting it on my blog and my whole story is about my learning.
I have managed my self well this year and I have also been working with others. We haven’t been working with the teacher a lot this year, but its alright because its like a challenge to see if we could do things by ourselves and it's going really good. The intermediate block has learnt a lot this year by using our net-books and that's incredible.
Kia ora tatou kua hui mai nei ki tenei wahi ki te kawe mai the te aroha. Ka nui te hari mo to koutou kaha ki te aro mai ki te awhina i nga korero e pa ana ki tenei hui.
Question: Fred has baked for the cake stall. He makes up 2 different sized packs but with the same mix of biscuits and fudge. His large pack has 12 biscuits and 18 pieces of fudge. His smaller pack has only 20 pieces in total. How many biscuits and pieces of fudge are in the smaller packs?
Question: Tui is making poi for the kapahaka. She need .68 metres of material to plait for each of cords. She needs to make 26 poi. She has 18m of cord. Has she got enough?
“Wake Up!” My mother yelled as if she woke up with a roaring lion lying beside her. The light of the sun shone sweetly all around my room as my mum quickly opened the curtains to wake me up. “Get ready for school.” I yawned as I took a long stretch feeling excited and tired at the same time.
Holding on tight to my mum’s hand, I felt scared as it was my first day at school. The teacher quietly whispered “Hello!” I hid behind my mother’s back feeling really nervous like I was gonna sing in front of the whole class. I never wanted to leave my mum’s side. It was like she was the heart to my body and if she left me I would have died. When she left my side, I cried like it was the end of the world. I started trembling and my heart was pounding.
Miss She was the teacher and she sat me next to a pretty stranger called Grace who became my first friend/cousin I knew at school. Butterflies were everywhere in my stomach. “Hi”, the stranger said to me. I wiped my tears and didn’t reply because I was really shy. The pretty girl told me what to do and I looked at her like she was speaking another language. The best bit in her speech was “When we finish, we get to play with play-dough.” A little smile popped up on my face as I got to work straight away.
ABC’s and 123’s were bundled up everywhere in my mind. “What do we so now?” I asked my friend in a quiet voice. “You show Miss She” she replied. I nervously walked up to the teacher and handed the worksheet I was given over to her. “What if I get in trouble because I got it wrong?”I nervously said in my mind. “Now you can play with playdough!” Warm and squishy was the feeling in my hands. I made teddy bears, hearts, stars and more shapes. I made more friends who became my best friends called Miriama and Nelly-May.
Minutes went by. Then all of a sudden, “RIIIIINNNGGG!!!!!!” The morning tea bell rang. “Pack away everything!” The teacher shouted. All the students in the class including me, did exactly what she said and ran outside like the classroom was haunted. Crunch, sluuup and little chats was all I could hear as everyone was eating their food. “What do you have for lunch?” As I opened up my lunch box, I replied “A chicken sandwich, a calcium, biscuits and a bar.”
“Do you wanna play tigy?” Gracie asked me. “Yes but pegs not in!” “Pegs not in, pegs not in.” Everyone yelled. Around 11:30am when the bell rang, we all raced to class. Around the corner, pass the pathway and thru the hallway. Miss She opened the door almost with a struggle. I whispered “Sit up!” My friends and I sat up. She led our lines in and sat us down on the carpet. It was time to settle down and do work.
The teacher tested me on a book to see what reading group I was in. I think my first book at school I read was called The Fishing Trip. The book was about a boy who went on a trip with his father. They were going fishing at the beach down the road. Once the were in the boat, they realised that they left the fishing gear at home. The boy said to his father “I think we left the fishing gear at home.” The father replied “Oh well, I bought some sandwiches with us just incase we would’ve been out here for hours.” I was in the second highest group. The Giraffes.
After a while, the lunch bell rang. “Everybody sit down and eat your lunch.” Miss She yelled. I ate my two sandwiches and drank my calcium. Chicken, Mayonnaise, Chocolate. When the playing bell rang “RRRRIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!!!!” My friends and I sprinted to the library like we were being chased by a lion. I slipped off my shoes and stepped up the steps. Puzzles, teddy-bears, books and blocks. There were heaps of things to play with in the library shop. A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I,J,K,L,M,N,O,P,Q,R,S,T,U,V,W,X,Y and Z. Now I know my ABC's. Next time won’t you sing with me?? “RRRRIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!!!!” “Everyone please tidy up and go back to class.” All the kids in the library were instructed. I tiredly walked back to class and did the same thing I did when it was Morning Tea time.
As I got back to class, it was time to play a game called Octopus. There are two people as taggers in the middle and the whole class has to stand in a line facing the taggers. When the taggers say something like “People wearing red!” Then all the people who’s wearing red has to try and run to the other side without getting tagged. If you’re tagged, then you would have to stay still and try and tag people. So we played and played until it was finally home time. THE END!!!!
This is an animation created by Quziyah, Annliz and Ana. We were instructed by Miss King to animate something we remembered in the past doing. We have all decided as a group that we would draw a detailed girl in her uniform walking across the crossing for her very first time. Thanks for watching if you already watched it:)
Long ago, a beautiful school girl called Sally Morgan (aka Sal) once lived in a three story house that was coloured white. She was about 10 years of age and was living with her older sister Kelly and mother Mrs Morgan. Mrs Morgan was married to a 32 year old man named Matthew Harley. He had moved to Sydney Australia for a new job.
One cold rainy night, her mother yelled “SALLY ROSE MORGAN PLEASE GO TO BED!!!” “Yes mother” she replied. Sal snuggled in her warm cozy flowery blanket. As the hours went past, she was deep sleep dreaming about unicorns and fairies. A tiny whisper destroyed her weird dream.
She felt a cold breeze come out of no where. “Mum!?” She quietly said as she waited for a reply. Sally tip toed down the hallway to her mothers room. She was a few steps away. She heard a whisper coming from the basement as the door opened with a creaky sound. Sal quickly looked back noticing no-body there.
She walked down the basement door and heard more whispering. “Who’s there?” She asked hearing even more whispering. It was saying her name. “Sally, Sally, Sally.” “It sounds like, like?” “BOOO!” She got a massive fright as her older sister scared her. “Ha, payback for telling mum I failed my writing test!” “KELLY!” Sally shouted in argued. Improved Story! Long ago, a beautiful school girl called Sally Morgan (aka Sal) once lived in a three story house that was coloured white. She was about 10 years of age and was living with her older sister Kelly and her mother Mrs Morgan. Mrs Morgan was married to a 32 year old man named Matthew Harley. He had moved to Sydney Australia for a new job.
One cold rainy night, Sal's mother yelled “SALLY ROSE MORGAN PLEASE GO TO BED!!!” “Yes mother” she replied. Sal snuggled into her warm cosy flowery blanket and felt super comfortable. As the hours went by, she was in deep sleep dreaming about unicorns and fairies. A tiny whisper destroyed her weird dream.
She felt a cold breeze come out of no where. “Mum!?” She quietly said as she waited for a reply. Sally tip toed down the hallway to her mothers room. She was a few steps away. She heard a whisper coming from the basement as the door opened with a creaky sound. Sal quickly looked back noticing no-body there.
She walked down the basement steps and heard more whispering. “Who’s there?” She asked hearing even more whispering. It was saying her name. “Sally, Sally, Sally.” “It sounds like, like?” “BOOO!” She got a massive fright as her older sister scared her. “Ha, payback for telling mum I failed my writing test!” “KELLY!” Sally shouted in anger.
They argued and argued like normal sisters do and then all of a sudden, the hallway light switch went on. A shadow appeared on the wooden dusty floor. It got closer and closer and closer. Sally slowly closed the basement door. "Why did you close it?" Kelly asked her sister. "Its a robot, sent from the future to destroy all humanity." Sal whispered "You and your imagination." Kelly said quietly to Sally. The door opened and appeared in the light was their mother. "SALLY ROSE MORGAN PLEASE GO TO BED!!!" THE END:)
Will find out at the end of October if she has won.
WHY?
Because she was campaigning for for education for girls in Pakistan.
HOW?
Rewrite the article in your own words
Headline:
Malala nominated for Nobel Prize
Summary:
Schoolgirl Malala Yousafzai, was once nominated for The Nobel Peace Prize for the girls education in Pakistan. Malala is originally from Pakistan but as she was shot by the Taliban, she moved to England and had her operation there. She had moved there because her life was in danger. Even though she got shot, she was still fighting for the education. At the end of October, we will find out the next Nobel Peace Prize Winner.
Opinion and Why:
What do you think about this news and why
I think Malala is a really brave fighter. It was surprising how young she was and that the average age was 62.
Questions
What are some questions this article has prompted tat you may like to find out the answers to
I want to find out what it was like for girls in Pakistan.
This morning we had 40 minutes to write about anything we wanted. From this we are going to set some writing goals for the term. Here is what I wrote:)
It was about 3:30pm on a Sunday afternoon. Around that time we arrived at the Sylvia Park Hoyts. As we entered the theatre, my annoying sister, my Aunty and I noticed that we were the first family there. “First in, first served!” I said in a awesome feeling way. When I sprinted up the lit up stairs, I smelt and heard the crunching sound of delicious popcorn underneath my shoes. I dumped myself in the chair and sunk down feeling relaxed and hungry. The seats started to fill up and after waiting for about 10 minutes, the lights faded as I knew The Smurfs 2 in 3D was finally beginning. “About time.” I whispered to my Aunty.
After a lot of pictures popping in my face, it got really annoying. During the movie, I noticed different shots in the movie which reminded me of a activity at school called Creative Strand. Quickly I grabbed a snack before missing out on any of the exciting bits.
Here is what my partner and I thought I needed to work on!
Needs better vocabularies and a good hook.
Needs different things like adjectives and similarity's.
Has to make it more exciting and more interesting.
Late one night two suspicious men were seen zooming past in a zodiac heading towards the Marsden Wharf at down town Auckland. They were two spies who were working for the French government. Meanwhile on the Rainbow Warrior everyone was celebrating the 29th birthday of the director of the anti-nuclear movement. The spies both had their scuba gear on and were ready to dive in. Without anyone noticing, they dove into the cold water. Underneath the Rainbow Warrior they swam, seeing nothing but the light of their torches. As they made it under the boat they each planted one bomb. One under the engine and one under the propeller.
It was nearly midnight and after so much partying, sadly the celebration was almost over. Nearly everybody left to party somewhere else leaving only a few people on the boat. “BOOOOM!!!” The first bomb went off with a shake that everyone felt. “Abandon ship! Abandon ship!” The captain of the Warrior bellowed. About four minutes later, “BOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!” A bigger explosion happened as the second bomb went off killing a Portuguese photographer who unfortunately did not escape.
As the explosion was over, it left gigantic holes in the wrecked ship. Water filled up on one side but it didn't completely sink. Officers investigated and uncovered who planted the bombs. Unfortunately it wasn't the two spies who accidently got arrested, it was a lady named Dominique Prieur and a man named Alain Mafart who hired a van and was told to wait for the spies. However less than two years, they got sent back to France. As the female and male arrived in France, they were suddenly treated like heroes. Later the French government paid $13 million to New Zealand in compensation. The French didn't stop the nuclear testing in the Pacific for 10 more years. The French government decided to test their nuclear bombing in French Polynesia instead of France, because if something went wrong it won’t affected the people in their country.
Walking up to a string laid across the muddy grass knowing that its the start line, listening to Mr Burt giving us a reminder of the directions. “ARE YOU READY?” He shouts as he waits for an answer. “YES!” The year 7 girls and I reply. “TAKE YOUR MARK..... GET SET..... GO!”
Everybody sprints off as fast as they could like its the end of the world, splashing mud onto their body. “Hurry up!” I say to the other people as I laugh. Running to the first orange cone seeing a Tamaki College boy standing next to it. “Go around the cone” He said. Around the cone we went seeing the next cone with a another boy standing next to it. “Nice one girls, keep it up!” We smiled as he said that. Going pass the rest of the intermediate kids, hearing them cheering for us.
Along the tree’s, through the fence, over the wood to Miss King. Jogging through deep puddles and muddy mud slipping and sliding as I go along. I checked if I had mud on my legs just before Mr Somerville said “Hey Quziyah, I think your a little dirty!” I giggled and knew he was joking as I saw a lot of mud on me.
As I stopped running and started walking to get back more energy, I saw boys and girls passing me and thought I should start jogging. So as I jogged to the finish line, I see Raeleen. We both finished as a tie and started our second lap.
One whole lap again I thought to myself feeling so exhausted. Around the reserve again I went wondering where my friends are. As I walked through the gate, I sprinted all the way to the finish line feeling glad that I made it.
Staring at my feet thinking how gross. I washed my feet with the cold water at the taps outside our classroom. With my backpack on my back and my shoes already tied on, I was finally ready to go home and have a sleep.
Watching Mosa and his groups movie“Guard The Place Ok” was fun. It was funny how they added the Barney song. For the characters speech, they put in subtitles instead of them saying it and that was great. I was wondering how this story would be about love and there it was, it was the villains weakness.
They could've made the movie better by putting the song in the beginning. Also when the Barney song was playing, they could've made their actions better. Cutting some of the clips would be awesome too. The movie should’ve ended as well to see if they lived happily ever after or if anything bad happened after that.
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