cyber smart, media.

This week for manaiakalani we had to create a poster about different types of media, Print Media, Broadcasting Media,  and Online Media. Georgia and I have shown what each media means through a google draw! 😁🎉

 

My Art

 27/8/2020

The whole of Belfast school is having an Art expedition. Each class has to put in there own peace of art and my class did eye art.  We had to sketch our own eye with the reflection of our future as the pupil. For my future I see myself as a doctor so I sketch me looking at a heart rate monitor showing no heart beat. 

I shaded a tear drop showing the emotion of me losing my patient. 

For the second peace of art we also got to put our own free peace of art into the expedition.  I did I drawing of an alien stuck on planet Earth painting her own home, the galaxy.  I loved drawing both of these art peaces, but my favorite would  be the alien art because I loved the colors I used and because it was a lot easier than the eye art.  

Halloween

3/7/2020

Halloween-The one night of year when all the children of Belfast come out to play and say the three most dreadful words that you will ever hear. Those three words will stick in your head like slime and ring in your ears like bells. ¨TRICK OR TREAT?!¨. Monsters prawl out of the dark-all kinds of monsters. Dark ones, scary ones, stripped ones, but the worst of all- the grim reaper himself. He stalks the night looking for children to feast on. Sneaks up on you in the moon lights gloom. 

All over the news, broadcasts all the way in America-headlines in the paper reading, "Children disappearing unexpectedly". "Come on Jemma, your scaring the kids!". "A good Halloween story should be fun and happy, not a story to frightened them." said Georgia solemnly. "Come on let's get going, the lollies won't be there forever.".

 Suddenly there was a knock at the door. 

Web Page profile

For Maniakalani we had to make Te Ara Tūhura, an Online Profile Web Page. 

I talked about the things I liked, who my friends are, my favourite color etc. I added some photos of me in Tekapo and at the swimming pool with my friends so people can see what I look like. ❤

Under the bed.

27/7/2020    By Georgia and Carma. 

Scratching and screaming, the sounds were pounding in little James's ear. Scrunching his palms and biting his lips, James was scared right out of his fingertips. Stepping out onto the wooden floor, the boards start screeching once more. Getting down on one knee, James was suddenly about to flee. But there lying on the ground was uncle Jimmy, picking his nose and doing the shimmy. 

Little James laughed so hard he almost felt like he needed to barf. His Uncle Jimmy slid out from under the bed, he hit a wooden board and bumped his head. Uncle Jimmy's eyes started to go all funny and then all of a sudden he was imagining Auntie sunny. Running around all over the place he was smashing glass as if he was in a race. 

Uncle Jimmy fell down with a bash making little James run to him in a flash. But there lay Uncle Jimmy having a snooze, little James thinking maybe it was all...

Finish the sentence...

Ski field

7/2020

The long winding road slowly turned to not much more than a snow filled path. The cliff below sending shivers down my spine as my dad grips the wheel tighter on the icy bends. My dad and I were on our way to Dobson ski field at around 11:00 in the morning about a 54 minute drive from lake Tekapo where we had stayed the night before. The 25km road was what I would call the stairs to hell but when you reach the top you would see it was just the gate way to heaven. 

The light was blinding in my eyes making everything around me seem dull and colorless. I put my dads old sunglasses on and was wrapped up in my puffer jacket. I stuffed my new fluffy red wine colored hat- (that my dad had given to me as an appreciation gift for finding his credit card when he lost it at the restaurant in Tekapo)- on my soon to be cold fluffed up head. 

My first ever step onto a ski field frightened me a lot. The ice beneath me felt as delicate as 100 feathers laying on a thin sheet of crystal. I was wearing my school running shoes so that didn't help and by the looks of everyone around me we were definitely not equipped with the right gear for tramping threw snow and ice.

 In the distance I could see the skiers rippling down the sugar coated mountains leaving gashes in the snow and ice. From where I was standing they looked like little ants looking for food in the clouds. Me and my dad were mainly there to get prepared for another time when we had the equipment to ski. I could have a look at the training area where you can go learn to ski for new beginners. After a good look around it was time to head back to Christchurch-Lincoln where my dad lives.

On the way back down the snowy hill to the car-an unexpected fall happened. I had slipped on a peace of ice and hit my head with a bang. Drums banging in my head, everything around me was going blurring with the stinging pain of tears in my eyes. My sunglasses blocking everyone's view from above where I laying. "Are you okay?", my dad asked with a hint of laughter and worry in his voice. "I'm fine", I say trying to be brave while brushing off the tears on my cheek. 

It was a long ride home after that and here I am writing this post three days later wondering if all that excitement was worth a consequence. 😓😓

Star Art!

For Art this term we made star art! 

The star art was a great way to show the things that we like about ourselves and to tell others about us. 

The writing took a long time to do because you have to make sure that you don´t make a mistake or write the wrong thing.  The star was really fun to color in and to fold it so it makes it pop out. 

Some of the things I wrote was, I am a star because I am good  maths. I am star because I have blue eyes, and I am a star because I have good friends. ❤💥