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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!



Plan:




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.”
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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!







   


Trapped On Kai Pai Island

Trapped On Kia Pai Island

One day there was this girl. She loved to wear diapers. Her name is  Leric. Leric’s face was so bad, I can not even tell you. But she still loved to explore.
One day when she went to  fill up her little little little little little little little car  the gas station blew up leric she flew  all the way face first to the haunted island  named  Kai Pai Island. There were native Faaiua with spears Faaiua wish he was in creative Leric screamed at the top of her lungs “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”!!!!!!! faaiua ran as fast as he could run




Faaiua was so scared that he ran for 34 hours when he thought that he lost everyone, bigfoot came out it faaiua started to cry and ran like Little girl like she is. It got dark  he put his head on a rock as a pillow it was getting morning  finally the leric’s tranquilize faaiua It froze faaiua they rush to the volcano for a same thing to do but then lee came out and saved faaiua THE END

Monday, August 5, 2013

SPOOKERS

               SPOOKERS

The 2nd week of the holiday Me lee, nikki christian and a lot more of christian casians went to spookers for christian’s  11th birthday. it was a long drive but it was worth it.On the way there christian was thinking about what there was going to do and what the place looked like. Once we got there it was cooler than we thought it would be.

Eastern Suburbs



On sunday I went to midles farm to get a medal. we went to find a parking spot and then I saw my friend toby I saw him running down the field I saw that he had with him his ball. he kicked the ball all the way down the field I chased the ball I got it and then stop it.

I saw Toby's dad he said that “it is starting soon” they told us to sit on the ground so that we could get their meldis. they called their  names they were calling their names. they  finally they called my name I got my medal. They shaked my hand and gave me a medal.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Frends

What is a friend? That helps you when you feel down.
What makes a good friend? Help you when you are stuck on things
Why are they important? when you are by you self they make you happy  

Thursday, August 1, 2013

The Tortoise & The Hare

It was a sunny day when Slowly the slow-star was eating his grass very very slowly when the most stupid hare started to talk to him. He has this high pitched voice and he thinks he is all that. The hare said “are you a rock”. Slowly the slow-star replied “No” then mr Troxy foxy jumped out of the bushes like a storka. speedy said to mr Troxy foxy “I am the fastest thing on land”.Mr Troxy foxy said “I bet you 200,000,000,000 that Slowly the slow-star will beat you at a race speedy replied “deal” up the hill and back.

Come on slow poke 3 hours later finally Troxy foxy said on your mark get set go speedy said catch me if you can saintly speedy was gone in a flash speedy was almost done when Slowly the slow-star tripped speedy up then he face planted the brick wall he was out cold. suddenly Slowly the slow-star started to walk 9 hours later he got up the hill another 9 hours later he won the gold medal THE END.