End Of Year

It is now coming to the end of the year. Yay at last school is coming to a end.
We will be off to high school next year after a long holiday and going to see friends and family over in England. I will be over there at Cristmas I can't wait I haven't seen them in six years.

Cultural Activity

At the moment we are doing things on different cultures.
Emma and I have made our own culture and island the same
as the rest of the class. We have boards like the ones we used
the science fair to put the island and all our cultural information.
Emma and I have designed clothes and school uniforms as well
as designing the school the houses the pools and the beaches.
It will be nice to see it when it is finished.

Run like the Wind

"Keep on going, you can do it." Two minutes into the race and I am already puffed.
"You need to be in better shape."
"Tell me something I don't know."

Running hard out my lungs feeling like they were going to burst my heart thumping. Thinking to myself, "You've only got 100 metres left to go, hurry up."

Taking on another 50 metres with another 50 to go "you can do it, you cabn do it." I ran hard out huffing and puffing I was going to colaspe.
"No!Just keep running"
"I am going to die, I am going to die."I kept those words running through my head
"one more step then another come on we are almost there. We are in this to win." No those were not the right words since I was coming LAST. Three metres to go, Two, One. "I finished." At last I finished. I finished the 800 metre race.

One year we had the awesomest teacher in the world, she believed we all had potential. She treated us kindly and respected us as her students. I truly believed we had the best teacher ever.

When I had heard the bad news it was heart breaking. We were going to lose our teacher. I was not looking forward to go to school that morning for many reasons like we aren’t going to have the same teacher, who was our new teacher going to be? It was driving me crazy.

When I eventually got to school I found out I had the worst teacher ever. From what I heard he gave kids detention for asking a question. I also overheard that he got driven out of his last class because they all hated him.

A couple of months had passed and my parents were getting angrier and angrier. My grades were dropping by far and they could nothing about it. I was supposedly in the smart people class but it did not feel like it anymore. The school was rubbish and so were the teachers. In the end my parents could take it no longer. “Excuse me, I would like to make a complaint about the teachers at your school.” my dad said to the principal of the school.

It took a while but then it was done we got a teacher to replace the last one that got fired. Life was good once again. My grades picked up and the new te3acher was nice what more could want?

Lost

It was the day of the big shop. We had no food in the house. I was only four. Looking for the baked beans.

I was scared. I felt alone. Suddenly someone bumped into me, I fell to the ground. Screaming and crying as I got up off the floor. The lady said sorry as she introduced herself. Her hair was as white as snow. She must have been in her late eighties.
"Where is your family?" she asked. I just shrugged still crying a bit. I was very scared since she said I had to walk around with her and get her shopping. 'THANKFULLY' she then decided to take me to customer services.

"There is a little girl at the front desk, she has blonde hair and blue eyes if this is your girl please come and collect her."Radioed the random lady at the front desk.
"DAD!" I yelled. The man who was supposedly my dad turned around. Wrong person. I started to panic. I was so scared that my dad was never going to come.

A small black figure in the distance was coming closer. As it got closer I recognised who it was "dad". I was running towards him. I was so happy. After paying at the cashier we left and went home. I never wanted to go to the supermarket ever again.

Science fair

Anthea and I got into the science fair regional. But we did not win.:(

We are learning Japanese at the moment so mrs Fraser told us to write a script and make a video out of it we had a lot of fun doing it/well sort of but she said we could only have one take that sucks. What I think Emma and I did good is that we only took one take and we speaked sort of fluently. We said this:

Hello-to each other.

then we asked each other what our names were.

then we asked each other how they were.

and we replied i am fine thankyou.

And last but not least we said goodbye to each other.