Monday, August 26, 2013


Never in my life had I thought that I’d end up here. On an island with my friend Lee. I remember the night before. The plane that I was on sunk into the ocean. Me and Lee escaped with our lives. But we’ve never been stranded before, except when it came to Minecraft, so our survival skills weren’t that weak.

We knew that at night there were these things that would come and go for the kill. After all, there was this cave with zombies in it.

We got started straight away. There was only one tree there, so I had to make the most of the opportunity. After 20 painful tree cutting hours, I finally got the wood. I made some wooden planks, to use later on.

Since there was only one tree, our house had to be made of dirt, as there were tons of it. It went well, until we got to the roof. The dirt kept falling down, so I went to got some clay. Lee used some of the planks to make a pickaxe.

Lee came back with enough cobblestone to make a furnace. I came back with lots of clay. But we had a problem. We hadn’t got anything to burn the clay, except for the wood.

I ran outside, looking for any more trees. None. When it seemed like we’d never use the precious wood again, I saw a sapling. If I planted it, then it’d grow into another tree. I saw another sapling.

There were 3 of them, so that meant that we would have 3x the wood. After planting them, I ran to Lee and told him the news. So we cooked the clay, and came out with bricks. We finished the roof by 5:30 p.m. The sun was going down.

Lee decided to make some beds, so he went out to the sheep, and started to tear off their wool. I used some sand to make glass. Now, we could watch the sun set, and we could know when it was safe to go outside.

I used the remaining wooden planks(6 of them), to make a door. Lee came back. “Hey uh..” He exclaimed, “The sheep ran away. I’ve only got enough wool for one bed.”
“Damn! Who’s gonna stay up and guard the house!?”
“What do you mean? You said that if there were enough, then we’d both sleep.”
“I mean that we’d go to sleep with swords in our hands.”

Lee jumped into the bed.
“I’m sleepy. You guard the house.”
I glared angrily at Lee. But Lee was in the bed, so I had no choice but to protect the house. I walked out, and looked at the cave. I was trembling. Was this a good idea? Then, I heard a stomp. It got louder. And louder. And louder. And lou--. It turned out to be a cow. I did a facepalm. Scared of a cow? Crazy.

But then a zombie ran out.
“EEP!” I screamed in horror. I threw the sword right at the zombie. It fell on the ground. As I picked up the sword, all the zombies ran out at me. I ran up a hill. The zombies had cornered me.

The sun came up just in time. For some reason, the zombies hated the sun. Maybe they were vampires. Then, a slow zombie got set on fire. It was squealing, but I didn’t want to help it. After all, it tried to kill me.The zombie died right in front of the cave.

“Suffer.” I said.
I walked back to the house. Lee was busy making a pumpkin pie. “I found a pumpkin, egg, and some sugar cane.
“Cool! Can I have some I asked.
“What do you mean, sorry?”
“You don’t deserve it.” At that moment I went angry.
“Whoa dude calm down,”
“Oh, no-one.”
“Look man I’m sorry!”
“Okay, the pie’s your’s.”
“AWWW YEAH!” I gobbled the pie up. It was delicious. After breakfast, I took Lee the the cave.
“Pretty freaky, eh?” I asked Lee. He agreed. Should we walk in? Or should we not? That was the new question. I walked in. I had plenty of torches, and the sword that I used. It wasn’t that scary, the cave. In fact, I even found some iron! But as I was getting the goods, A zombie ran at me.

I searched for my sword, and I saw a zombie pick it up.
“WHY DID I THROW MY SWORD LIKE THAT WHEN THE IRON CAME!??!” I screamed. When it seemed like I’d get slain, Lee came for me. He shot an arrow at the zombies. That made them even angrier, but they were further away.
“Dude, c’mon! Run out the cave!” Lee yelled.

For some reason, I knew that trouble was still to come. I was right. The sun had gone down when we were in the cave, so when we came out the zombies kept following.
“So,” I asked. “Any bright idea’s?”
“Nope. Not one.”
“I’ve got one.”
“RUN!” We ran so fast that it made Usain Bolt look like a rock. But the zombies didn’t give up up. They ran at the door, trying to break it.
“Any other bright idea’s?” Lee asked.
“Either die hiding, or live mining.”
“Let’s mine!”
“Agreed!” And we went all the way down. Then, we hit a cave. There were zombies. Now, me and Lee were stuck. Zombies everywhere. Nowhere to go.
So what did we do? We had nothing. The zombies ran at us. I was almost paralyzed with fear.

“What now?” Lee asked desperately. I looked down. Of course! We had to dig straight down. I told Lee, and he immediately went down. I followed. The zombies did as well, but by then the fall was too great for anything to survive.
“YAY!” Lee cried.
“We did it!” We were overjoyed. I hugged Lee in relief. Then, something caught my eye. Gold.

“Lee, look behind you!”
“I thought there weren’t any zombies...GOLD!! Let’s get it!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Our pickaxes aren’t strong enough.” We both looked at our pickaxes. A tear ran down Lee’s cheek.
“C’mon,”Lee said sadly, “let’s go.

I felt sad for Lee. Going through all that trouble just to find out that we couldn’t get gold. Then, I remembered something. When we in the cave, I got iron. We could use it to make an iron pickaxe, and get the goods.

I told Lee, and the his pupils went from brown to green money signs.
“Are you alright?” I asked. Lee didn’t answer. He just ran to the gold area.
“I’m gonna be rich!!” Lee yelled. I did a facepalm. We didn’t even make the iron pickaxe yet.

“WAIT A MINUTE!!” Lee screamed.
“This is a pickaxe of stone! You lied to me!”
“We haven’t even MADE the pickaxe yet. Stop whining.” Lee climbed up, and when he got to the stairs, I called to Lee. He turned around. A zombie had a sword and it ran at Lee. He took out the stone pickaxe, and used it to fight. Lee was the better fighter, and it seemed like he’d win. He did. The zombie ran away.

Lee came back inside, but the he ran at me. My eyes followed him. Then, SHUNK! The zombie Lee fought went round to stab me, but Lee sacrificed himself. But because of that, I was in so much trouble.

A zombie with a sword ready to kill. My only help had sacrificed himself, leaving me alone. Defenceless.
“Lee’s lucky that he’s in the afterlife!” I muttered.
The zombie walked closer to me. I didn’t know what to do. Then I looked at the furnace. Then the chest. Maybe I could shove the zombie in the furnace and hide in the chest. No. That wouldn’t work. The zombie had a sword.

Then I looked at the crafting table. The iron pickaxe! It was lying there when the zombie came to stab me. I picked it up, and then it was like one of those action movie sword-fighting scenes. Except I had a pickaxe.

Luckily for me, the zombie had my wooden sword, and soon enough the sword broke. The zombie looked like it was begging for mercy. I felt no mercy at all. I took the zombie to the furnace, and shoved it in.

“You kill my friend,” I said angrily, “I take your life.”

When the next day rolled around, I was slowly walking around the island. I don’t think I could last another night. Then, I heard a boat. My head spun around to the approaching boat.

It was getting closer. And closer. Then, I saw 2 people. My friend Vaifoa. We first met on Minecraft, and now I see him come to my rescue. I took a breath of relief. Time to go home.

But then something bad happened. A stupid squid came mindlessly up and broke the boat. I ran to save my friend. When I got him out of the water, I told him of what happened recently.

He was shocked. I turned back to Vaifoa. The squid was on in head. I helped take it off. But then the island shook.
“What was that!?” Vaifoa asked.
“Probably that active volcano.”
“WHAT!? You never told me!”
“Well hey! I only noticed the volcano now!”
“What! You never noticed a massive volcano which your house is right next to!?” The island rumbled again.

Me and Vaifoa decided to fix the boat. We spent day and night working on it. And by the next day it was almost done, when disaster struck. The volcano erupted. We tested the boat, but it needed power. Where could we get power? From the lava.

The lava got closer.

And closer.

And closer.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The Wolf On Sheep's Clothing

The Wolf In Sheeps Clothing

Title:The Wolf In The Sheeps Clothing


Characters (names, personalities, strengths, weaknesses): The Wolf,The Farmer and the sheep
The wolf is skinny,The farmer is fat and the sheep is fat
Setting (Where is the story set. Describe the place in detail): The forest, the house and the farm

What was the problem?
The Wolf was hungry, so he decided to dress up in the sheeps wool.
What was the solution?
The farmer picked the thinnest sheep
What was the Moral of the Story?
To never pretend to be something else
My favourite part of the story was?
My favourite part is when the wolf gets eaten

Illustrate your favourite scene in the story.
Read the below story then answer the following questions with full sentences. Remember to change the colour of your answers then post this onto your blog.

Bananas and Pineapples
Bananas are a yellow fruit that grows in hot climates. Sometimes it is called the “perfect fruit” because you don’t have to wash it and it is easy to carry. Bananas are good for muscles. For a delicious treat, add some banana slices to other foods, like cereal, ice cream, or a peanut butter sandwich. A banana is also an excellent breakfast food.
Pineapples are another example of a yellow fruit that grows in hot climates. Pineapples are very juicy and sweet. They taste wonderful when added to other foods, like pizza, ice cream, or cakes. Pineapples are not very easy to carry around because they are large and have prickly skin. Since you don't eat the outer skin of a pineapple, you don’t have to wash it before you eat it.

1. According to the paragraphs above, how are bananas and pineapples alike?
B.They are both warm. D. They both taste good
a. They are both dirty. b. They are both warm.

c. They are both easy to carry. d. They both taste good with ice cream.

2. How are bananas and pineapples different?

a. Pineapples are easy to carry and bananas are not.
b. Bananas are easy to carry and pineapples are not.
c. Pineapples have ice cream in them and bananas do not.
d. Bananas and pineapples grow in hot climates.

3. Why don't you have to wash a pineapple before you eat it?
_Because you dont eat the outer skin____________________________________________________
Because its called a perfect fruit______________________________________________________

4. Which statement is an opinion?
c. Pineapples have prickly skin.
a. Pineapples taste wonderful when they are added to other foods.
b. Bananas are a yellow fruit that grows in hot climates.
c. Pineapples have prickly skin.
d. Bananas are sometimes called the “perfect fruit.”

Two Great Vacation Ideas
The Beach
Going to the beach is a lot of fun. At the ocean, you can see colorful fish and different kinds of birds. If the weather is warm enough, you can even go for a swim. Most beaches have lots of space to run, play, build sand castles, fly kites, and have a picnic. When you run on the sand, be careful that a jellyfish doesn’t sting you!
The Mountains
Visiting the mountains is very exciting. You can see beautiful, tall trees and many different kinds of green plants. If you watch carefully and quietly, you might even see a deer, a squirrel, and or a snake. If you feel strong, you might go for a long hike on a trail or even climb to a mountaintop. There is plenty of space to play Frisbee, eat lunch outdoors, or play hide-and-go-seek. At night, you can build a bonfire. Be careful of the mosquitoes!

1. According to these two paragraphs, how are the mountains and the beach the same?
a. Both places are great for flying kites.
b. Both places are great for swimming.
c. Both places are great for hiking.
d. Both places are great for eating outdoors.

2. According to these two paragraphs, how are the mountains and the beach different?
a. There is plenty of room to play at both places.
b. The beach has different animals than the mountains.
c. The beach is hot and the mountains are very cold.
d. The beach is a safer place to visit than the mountains.

3. According to the first paragraph, why should you be careful if you run on a sandy beach?
That a jellyfish sting you

The Wolf In the Sheeps Clothing

this is a d.l.o. of the wolf in sheeps clothing.

Friday, August 16, 2013

Ugly ducks

Your Challenge: To modernise the fable, The ugly Duckling.

You will need to think about:
    • Who your characters will be
    • How you can make it more modern, e.g. use of modern technology, etc.
    • Your use of speech
    • Be creative!


Title: The 6th duck.

Start Writing Here

One morning in new zealand 2013, 8:30 am , up in Mt. wellington there was a massive house. A mansion with farm animals. In a paddock, there was a duck with a pretty nest sitting on 6 pretty eggs. But one was larger than the others. It was grey!

“Why was it grey?” Asked father duck standing there like a statue. “When I lived next to Oamaru creek, I went fishing and diving for some food for the little ducklings. But, one of the eggs slipped into the contaminated water. The catfish almost ate it, but I swooped in just in time.” Mother duck said.

By the next beautiful morning, the ducklings were still sitting on her eggs. The eggs were not hatching properly, so mother duck cracked the eggs a little to help the little ducklings be free. Mother duck was so overjoyed, but then she was worried, as the largest egg haven't hatched yet.

She waited, and waited, until she heard a little crack underneath her. But it was cracking slowly. She was becoming impatient. “If this egg does not hatch soon, I will leave it alone in Oamaru Creek, while I teach the other ducklings to swim and fly” Mother duck thought anxiously.  

Soon after, another crack after another, the 6th duck came out from its shell, it was a large ugly duckling. The little duckling was grey, and its beak was as small as a miniature ice cream cone. His hair was bluffed up with wet feathers, and it was so fat.

As soon as the duckling came out, mother duck went out fishing. “Its ugly!”, yelled father duck. When mother duck saw the ugly duckling, she said “I should have let him die. ”, Mother duck whispered. “What kind of bird am I? I look different.” The ugly duckling politely asked.

“You are the ugliest duckling ever! You are a contaminated bird!” replied the mother duck in ragequit mode. The ugly duckling was not happy. Mother duck fed the other ducklings, except for the poor, ugly, duckling. All of his brothers teased him.

So he hopped out of the nest, and tried to find out where he came from, and what bird he is. Walking around in sadness, the little duckling saw some french geese right at the bottom of the hill, in another paddock swimming, and laughing happily. The little ugly duckling went up to them. “What kind of bird I am?” He asked cutely. But as soon he asked them, they replied: “You are the ugliest duckling ever, and you are not a bird. Get away.”
END OF PART 1-Part 2
The ugly duckling was walking around feeling sad. He couldn’t fly, or swim. The ugly poor duckling saw some birds with scaly feathers. Then an assassin came out of his truck, with a sniper gun. He was shooting the birds. The birds flew away, but just then the assassin shot them down. “Luckily I can’t fly.” Mumbled the duckling, running away.

After a while, the duckling soon spotted a massive pond with a lot of little lily pads. “Oh no, the little duckling yelled scaredly. I can’t swim.” The duckling was so scared.

Then the little duckling had an amazing idea! He whispered to himself saying “I could jump on the lily pads one by one to get to the other side! I’m so smart!” he exclaimed.

He started walking away, to find some other ducks that will help him. Finally he saw some ducks with long beaks and short tails. So then he went on his way to them and began to asked them the same question he’d wanted to know about. He asked “What kind of bird am I? Then they gave him exactly the same answer he was given. “You are the ugliest duckling ever! You are a contaminated bird!”

So he kept walking along the footpath and trying to find somebody. As he was walking he kicked pebbles on the way and curled his feathers so he could be warm. Just then a large bird flew past him. “What was that?, he mumbled as the bird crashed landed on a piece of branch. He went up to it and, the large bird suddenly yelled “BOO!” The little poor duckling screamed “Ahhh!” and went away screaming in tears. The large bird walked back to the duckling and quietly said to him, “Sorry, my bad. Are you alright.” The the duckling replied, “Yes, but you scared me a little bit. Wait! What type of bird am I?” The big bird took a good look at the duckling. “You look kind of like MY children.”

“My family’s children are always born in Omaru Creek.” The big bird carried on. “One of my eggs went missing. Maybe it was your egg.” The duckling thought for a while. “Yeah, maybe I am!” He shouted. “That means you’re my dad!” The little duckling hugged his dad with tears of joy trickling down.

Now, the duckling knows that he isn’t contaminated. He’s one of the rarest birds on earth, AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER!