Decimal - Maths

This week I learnt how to order decimals and I learnt it from people in my class and the internet it took a long time to understand what was the difference of which is the biggest to the smallest or smallest to biggest. just because my mind keeps telling me it's just like fractions but it's not.if you see spelling mistakes or any other mistakes like sentence structure,don't worry I will make some more improvements in the future.

kudyapi - topic

for the past week we have been learning about a country right now were studying about tonga as a whole class together, miss wilton tried making nose flutes but it didn't work out well so we're doing something else different. As a class we all went away and did a country and discover a instrument and which I did here, the kudyapi.

The key To Happiness and freedom - writing

The Key To Happiness and freedom

Hello for the past few day we have been planning and writing a story it's about a key so we made a fictional
story about a key and what are we going to do a with it in the story my one is about this person who his lonely and antisocial
person who had a troubled past, as in like being bullied constantly and his life back then and now but he's going to change
that with a key. but he's got to go through something though.

Suddenly darkness filled up my room swallowing it piece by piece I was terrified I couldn't find the door but it already got me I was shivering it was like outside on snow without any warm clothing I began to run an abyss, feeling weak and tired I looked around once more, a child? chained, it was on his wrist I walked over to him and said “ are you stuck here?” he nodded and questioned him again “how did you get this chain on you?” he shrugged. The light faded above his head, children were playing he was on the table drawing, all of them looked at his artwork making a disgusted face then they walked away. Two sentences flew around him “You aren’t talented” “you’re not good enough” then it went inside his head I called out to him he didn’t answer I touched him but he jerked himself away,  it suddenly got colder.

I blinked he disappeared I looked around panicking and in distress something was far away I ran to it I came to… him, he looked like me when I was teenager he had more chains than the other child, he said to me “why-why...why do they treat me like a jerk TELL ME!" to do I look like I can hold my self-esteem any longer why do I have to be so antisocial!?” suddenly a bright light appeared over his head, people? It was high school people pushed him around it looked like he was bullied countless of times, he was like me back then, the light suddenly disappeared, words appeared like “you look ugly” “what's up with those pimples” “new nerd” “nerds wear glass”, I told him “NO DON’T LET YOURSELF BE OVERCOME THOSE WORDS, THEY ARE JUST WORD IGNORE THEM DON’T LET YOURSELF DOWN BECAUSE I KNOW IT'S UNFAIR BUT LATER IN THE FUTURE YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE  A GOOD LIFE!” he looked at me and smirked “no I'm not” the words dug into him like they were sharp knives “NOOO!” I said I fell onto my knees speechless. But his body did not disappear.

He looked up, and he looked like me but chains were me over him his wrist, legs, neck, arms, I looked like I was almost finished as in like going to give on life and disappear no I can’t let that happen to myself I.. I realise that the child and that teenager were me, all of those things happened and I let myself down because of that and that's why I'm stuck.. Stuck in my own world empty and dark, bright light faded in above the head of me, those memories will be stuck in my head and it cannot be erased but what I can do is change myself and stop being an antisocial freak who let everybody down and myself because being a psycho doesn't matter because I'm going to let myself shine, words appeared around me “no you are a loner” “your so anti who would want a freak like you” “ew look at him” I shouted “NO! I'M NOT A LONELY PERSON BECAUSE I KNEW THAT IT WAS MY DESIRE TO STAY IN MY ROOM, I CAN CHANGE AND MAKE FRIENDS, I LOOK BEAUTIFUL IN THE INSIDE NOT THE OUTSIDE!” each of those words disappeared as made a comment in each in one of them.

I sat down and sighed I looked at myself and smiled he handed a key and said “you can unchain me and stay in this void forever or leave by that door there” he handed me a key that unlocks a key padlock or the door lock, the door exploded in making an entry particles slowly drift down wow it was like fireworks, I chose to unlock myself he said to me “why? Why did you choose to let go of me?” he answered back “because I want to free myself from this abyss and not leave anybody including me... Me” he said to me “give me the key” I questioned “wait I thought you said if I use this key I stay here?” he proclaimed “yes I did but let's get out of here”.

I opened the door it was so bright it was almost blinding, everything was quiet I’m outside my room where’s me I looked around the house to find the other me he was nowhere to be seen, I realised that is free. Free from myself and my bedroom and I'm ready to get out and meet the world, I grabbed my car keys I looked at it, I smiled. I said wow “it’s the same key”.

  

The moral

Never let anybody bring you down with their nasty words and go out and make friends

if you see any mistake please comment down below so I can make improvement to this story because i'll love it

even sentences you can't understand please again tell me down below (comments) so I can make room for improvement when I make a another story.

Ps: This is fiction means not reals its made up

 

 

 

Respect - Re

W.A.L.T reflect on and evaluate whether we have been showing the  CERR values of respect

this is the work of having  to respect others teachers friends even your bestest friends (sometimes) I made this slideshow because there are people in the world not showing RESPECT

writing - before and after school days

before and After school days

Good morning world, what a pleasant day starting anew for another day I just love the bed as I'm rolling around I also fell off with a bone cracking sound. 

My dream was about going downstairs with high heels standing tall and proud, then I missed a step I fell down hard "hooray!" mother proclaimed she also said, "I don’t have to wake you up every day!”.

We’re on the bus, we all sat down then there was silence I said hey just to break it, people started talking making my ears all ringing and rotting. 

I got off the bus walking pass some people they raised their hand but What I did was unexpected, dodge the incoming hand making them shiver as they kind of dance.

Walking through the gate as two little demons try and chase me closing the other one right behind me, guess I predicted their fate.

Made my way inside the office doors grabbed the keys and opened the toilet doors, boys and girls smelled of odour making me hurl once more over.

The school bell rung letting the horror being again, listening to a story was such a myth, already yawning halfway there no offence it was kind of dreary. 

The same routine every day don’t blame me, blame the leaders because I don’t think they were quite prepared.

Reading writing and maths Miss Wilton told us that, why not art and music where's the fun in that? Reading and writing is my bae but definitely not maths because he's a creature of display 1, 3, 2, 4. 4, 3, 2, 1, quite confusing for me, the number laughing at me.

a vermin he's quite annoying, disturbing others with a face of his, he's like a rat who cannot be seized but only he can be squashed by miss Wilton.

A school day is over, now the feeling was just quite exhausting waiting for the bus is such a pain making it Feel like days, months and years.

 Ah, finally the bus is here got inside bus driver said hi I said nothing, not enough not many people on the bus, making me angry as I screamed "Gaaaah!"

I went home with a big sigh putting my bag on the ground, Dad came and said do your chores now I feel like a Dumbledore. 

In my mind, I say please help I just want to rest for eternity. Mum said “high school is around the corner you must take care of yourself because your eager to play your game stop because you'll rot your brain.

I'm now in bed, getting ready to start anew because of every day 

I feel deja vu.

for the past few week we were learning about something called a ballard its a type
of poem but in a form of a story my theme is about my life after school and before school
it's very tiring everyday really oh and also there is an, A B C D D thats the type of rhyming im going for

DLO - Angles - Maths

in the past few weeks i've been learning about angles and my class two so we made a DLO to show you that we understand what angles are what types they are ctr, i also made this slideshow interactive 

and plus I put quiz for you to do but it will be only 4 questions because i have my reason anyways I hope you learn something from this slideshow.

What I need to work on: a little

What to do next time: Is to have more info maybe and add more to my slideshow 

and some more quizzes.

What should i do to improve: work harder

My Holiday - Writing

Six Days In Auckland

So we decided to go to Auckland and travel to New Plymouth because we had to why because our family wanted to go to Natcom the national conference whatever I was doing there it was to help out my friends from being eaten by children just kidding and I’ll you what happened over there.

On the first day we arrived in Auckland, a van took us to a place where you can rent cars and oh and believe me my dad had a bit of trouble since this lady thought the visa card was a credit card, ok i’ll give you a little lecture for the people who are reading this,  a credit card is when you have to pay a little extra but when you use a visa you pay the price the same since it's an ‘EFTPOS’ card am I right or wrong anyways my dad got a little help from someone because he wouldn’t hesitate it was like he was my dads lawyer do know why the lady was like “Oh no I didn’t know” I thought that was dumb, tricking my dad not happening. After that, we headed to my cousin's house 6-hour drive and that was day one so many things happened.

When the sun razes hit my face I woke up from my slumber, twenty minutes in the future we were ready to go out again we looked around the city here and there mostly in the mall but that was after what really happened is that our first stop was the playground we walked along this path while that happened I felt raindrops on my face as I looked up it rained hard, we ran back from where our car was park whilst hearing rain collide into the ground, not long we were soaked from the rain as went and sat in the car we drove around the city because the rain had stop and that was day two.

On day four and yeah I skipped a day and you know why I just forgot, now I remember we went to a museum but that’s another story anyways we went to Natcom Two words the ‘NATIONAL CONFERENCE’ we went there because we had too, my parents were there to listen to some of the talks about what happened in their lives, and other religious things they did what I did it was to help out my friends because there were other problems. children, a hundred plus but we managed how many of the friends I think about 20 or more, sorted activities for them it was fun.

In summary I say that was the funniest or all funnies because I enjoyed my stay, but Christchurch is my hometown now goodbye the Philippines, but what I mean is that why am I the only bright one there they did laugh at things I did and they were unintentional but most of all we dance yep dance but here at school he’ll never see me dance properly.

W.A.L.T Write a recount about our holiday and about what we did

over those days