Holiday Reading challenge: Retell

For this I have chosen to retell Artemis Fowl, The Opal Deception. Here is the retell: When Opal escapes, no-one suspects, and with Artemis mind wiped, the people stand no chance. Holly then has to remind him and save everyone.

Holiday Reading challenge: Retell

For this activity I have chosen to retell the book The Phoenix Files 1: The Arrival. Here is my retell:
When their parents bring them to a place for their jobs, Peter, Jordan and Luke get suspicious that everything isn't what it seems.

Holiday Reading Challenge: Retell

 The book I have chosen to retell is CHERUB 1: The recruit. Here is the retell:
When James's mum dies, his sister Lauren and him are recruited by an agency called CHERUB. He is then trained... to be a spy
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Holiday Reading Challenge: Retell

The book I have chosen to retell is Percy Jackson 2, The sea of monsters. Here is my retell:
Percy has just arrived back when he sneaks out with Annabeth and Grover to get the one thing that can save camp, the Golden Fleece.

Holiday Reading Challenge: Retell

For the retell activity we have to chose a book and retell it using 25 words or less. I have chosen to retell Percy Jackson 1: The lightning thief. Here is my retell:

Percy's mother is kidnapped and then he's wrongfully blamed with stealing Hade's and Zeus's objects of power. Will he be able to prove his innocence?

Un Prefix game

This is a screenshot of one of the word games we did to better understand the prefix Un.

Un Prefix game

This is a screenshot of one of the word games we did to better understand the prefix Un.

War letter

This is my letter from the trenches. We were learning how the soldiers of World War 1 felt about what was happening and wrote letters posing as them.

Tech

This is my presentation of what we have done in tech so far.

Un prefix word games

This is a screenshot of one of the word games we did to better understand the prefix Un.

Un Prefix word wall

This is a screenshot of my word wall made up of words that start with the prefix Un. We learnt that Un means not, for example unhappy, which means not happy.

ANZAC Poems

These are screenshots of one of the Anzac poems AJ and I read. We learnt that the main idea is the message that the author wanted to get across to anyone who read it. We then found the main ideas for all of the poems and added details to prove what we thought the main idea was. 

Picture based Narrative Writing

Madeline and the Wolf

Her legs felt like lead and she knew she wouldn't be able to run for much longer. Why had she insisted on going on this hunting trip? Was she really going to lose her life because she wanted to be a hunter like the boys? She always wondered how great it would be to join the hunters and have everything you ever wanted and to be famous as well. Too bad it was going to cost her greatly…

Two weeks earlier:

“Dad, why can’t I hunt like the other children?” she had queried.

“It is because you are a woman, and everyone knows that only the men get to hunt.”

“But still!”

“No buts. You will not be going hunting!” her father slammed his fist on the table. “I don’t want to lose you as well as your mother.” He said in a quiet voice. Her mother had died when Madeline was 7, while hunting a wild boar. Her mother had been shooting at it from a tree, when it had charged the tree and she had fallen. The tree was on the edge of a cliff though, so there was nowhere to run. The boar had charged and caught her in the side, causing both of them to fall off the cliff. Neither the boar or her mother survived.

“Please dad! Just this once!”

“Fine; stay safe, I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

“I’ll be fine! You don’t need to worry!” If only she knew how wrong she was...

The next week she was tasked with other hunters, with getting enough meat to sustain the village for a week. At the end of that day she returned home and just collapsed into bed. ‘Maybe the life of a hunter isn’t for me,’ she thought. ‘There’s too much work involved. I think I’d rather be mocked than do this everyday!’ She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

She was woken by the screams. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. ‘What’s going on out there?’ She thought. She stepped outside and her eyes widened with the carnage presented to her. Broken houses were strewn all over the place, people she had known were strewn all over the place and the air was thick with the stench of blood. She looked around and saw her father. He was in a bad way, with a piece of his hut impaled in his stomach. There were healers around him, and when she approached they all looked at her remorsefully. “He doesn’t have much longer, but he wants to speak to you,” one healer informed her. She heard him speak then. “Madeline.” It was almost inaudible over the cries of the mourning; her ears just picked it up. She knelt next to him. “Father, I’m here.” His unseeing eyes turned towards her. “Madeline I have something to tell you. It’s about your mother. She...” His eyes glazed over and he let out a final breath, and Madeline knew he was gone. Hot salty streaks rolled down her face to splash on the ground, and that’s when she looked down. She saw it then, the footprint of a wolf, except this one was at least three times bigger. She then knew she was going to become a hunter, and avenge her father.

A few days later, she had organised a party. The finest hunters of the tribe were going to go with her to slay the beast. They were bringing with them: 3 spears, a pack full of food, ropes, flint and steel for a fire, 3 torches and the golden dagger with rubies encrusted in its hilt that her father had given to her for her birthday. She had asked everyone she knew about it, and finally one person had some information for her. “I saw it myself,” he said “At least three times bigger than a normal wolf, but that’s not the strangest thing about the beast.” He leaned closer, “It’s got no eyes, so I don’t know what it relies on to track its prey. Maybe smell, I don’t know, but that thing’s unnatural, you probably don’t want to mess with it.”

“Thanks for the information.”

“No problem. Also, good luck, seems like you’ll need it.”

“You’re right. We probably will.”

They trudged through the marsh, following the footprints and the occasional drop of blood. After a while, they came across a caravan on its side and the broken bodies of traders were scattered everywhere. Their spears were smashed, but one was missing a head and there was a trail of blood leading across the road and into the dense forest, heading to the mountain.

“It must be going there,” Madeline stated. “We will follow it.”

When they reached the mountain it was then they realised the height of it. They thought that the trip was all for nothing until they saw a narrow trail on the side leading straight up. “We’ll go up there!” Madeline stated. Suddenly, one of the hunters went green. “I don’t do well with heights, I’m actually quite scared of them,” he stuttered (He had fallen out of a tree when he was young and had been terrified of heights ever since).

“I don’t care!” She shouted. “We’re going up there and that’s final!” The hunter reluctantly trudged up the path, looking less like a man and more like a sulky child. When they were halfway up they saw a cave in the side of the mountain. One of the three hunters knelt. “The blood goes in here.” He said, pointing into the gaping mouth of the cave.

“I don’t like the dark.” Another hunter commented (His parents had been killed at night when there was no moon by some bandits dressed completely in black).

“And I don’t like spiders,” the third hunter said. Madeline sighed. For the supposed greatest men in the village, they were acting like babies! She gave them each a flaming torch so they would be able to see in the near complete darkness, but even with the torches they could only see about a metre in front of their faces. The man who was afraid of darkness whimpered. “Oh come on!” She groaned. “Act your age for goodness sake! In fact, I’m sick of you doing nothing but acting like a baby. We’re splitting up now.”

The hunter paled. “No, please, let’s stick together! Safety in numbers right?”

Madeline ignored his pleas. “Nope, we’re splitting up and we’re splitting up now!” The hunter's reluctantly split up, complaining it was a bad idea. If only Madeline had listened to them, then maybe they would have all survived.

A few minutes later, she heard the first scream. “It’s after me! Help! I can hear it!” The screams rang out again and again for what seemed like an eternity, before the screaming stopped and the caves went quiet. “Who was that?” Madeline queried as she headed towards the area where the screams had come from. It was the hunter who was afraid of the dark, although he was kind of hard to recognise, he had been clawed that much. She muttered a quick goodbye before moving on. The next death was the hunter that was afraid of spiders. He had been running after he had heard the first hunter’s screams and had ran straight into a spider's web. The spider itself was completely harmless, but he didn’t know that. He, like the first hunter, was found battered and broken by the third hunter. He couldn’t take it anymore, and ran screaming from the cave.

Madeline heard him screaming, and it sounded like he was getting further away. Of course! He was running, and that meant the wolf was probably following him. Maybe, if she was fast, she would be able to attack the wolf and save the hunter outside, killing two birds with one stone. By the sound of it, he was running down the mountain. She ran outside, into the blinding sunlight. “No, no, no!” She tried to make him turn around and come back up, but she wasn’t a psychic so the hunter kept running down towards the... “Oh no!” He was going towards the cliff, the one where her mother had died! “Not there! Turn around, turn around, turn around!” Still the hunter kept running. She ran down, following him towards the cliff she had avoided for so much of her life. When she arrived, though, she knew she was too late. She saw the hunter, or at least, what was left of him. She heard the growl then, and felt goosebumps ripple across her flesh. She turned around slowly and saw it. It was hairless, and its skin was pure white. Her heart started racing, and it looked up. The worst part was its eyes. There were no indentations there, which meant it had probably never meant to have eyes at all. She shivered and it seemed to get a lock on her, staring right at her. She looked at it’s mouth, and saw blood. That reminded her of her of her father, how he had died, and that made her almost explode with rage. She felt every bit of fear leave her, and the wolf spun around in  circles, looking for her. “It smells fear?” Madeline said. “That must be why the hunter that was afraid of darkness died first. It was because he was the most afraid.” She looked at the wolf, spinning in circles and searching for her, and almost felt sorry for it. Almost. She pulled out the only weapon she had, the dagger her father had given her, and with a deafening cry, she leapt at the wolf.

This term we have been learning to write narratives. We used the picture prompt below to help us imagine how this situation came about. We tried to hook our audience in by thinking about the pace of events and the pictures we painted with words.

Design Proccess

At the start we had to make our design brief, which was where we decided who we were going to make our 3d design for and what they liked the most so we would know what to make. I have chosen to make it for myself and to make it a lego piece. We then made a google drawing where we researched the different types of jewellery that there were. After that we drew 6 things that our person might have wanted on a piece of paper. Next we made some Design development drawings where we designed what we were making for our person 6 times, changing something each time wether it be making all the lines curved or if it had a letter then changing the font of it. Then we decided which ones were good and which ones needed improvement and why. We then had some fun designing with plasticine, but it took longer to start since plasticine gets really cold overnight and we had to keep rolling it around in our hands to make it softer and easier to shape. After that we made our designs on Tinker cad and took screenshots.

Exploring Both Points of View

This is Sebastian's and my DLO on the points of views of a bus driver and his boss. We learnt that bias means one point of view and provocation is when you cause strong feelings in someone. We learnt that you had to hear out both sides of an argument before you made a decision on who was right and who was wrong and this is called an informed choice.

Current Events: Auckland Bus drivers go on strike

This is Latham's and my DLO on the Auckland bus drivers strike that happened on the 19th of February at 4am to the 20th of February at 4am. For one part we had to write down the opinions of the bus drivers and the opinions of the bus users and say why they felt that way. We got our information from http://www.stuff.co.nz/business/industries/76913982/Auckland-bus-strike-what-you-need-to-know and we came to the conclusion that the author wanted us top know that when people are unhappy with their working conditions or their pay then they will do something to get the public's attention and to make a change.

Kahn academy Multiplying and dividing negative numbers

Today I mastered Multiplying and dividing negative numbers. This was challenging as I didn't know whether the answer would be a positive or a negative number, I wondered the answer would be either 7 or -7 and in the end went for -7 and was correct!

Kahn academy Subtract fractions with common denominators mastery

Today I mastered subtracting fractions with common denominators and adding fractions with common denominators and on Kahn academy. This was easy because since all of the denominators were the same it was just like adding and subtracting. Next time I will do a harder subject.

Khan Academy Basic Maths

I have started to go onto Khan academy again and today I completed Early math. So far I have 164,716 points and 12 challenge badges. I will try to go onto Khan academy 15 minutes every day and post what I have achieved.

Maths problem solving

Today Shannon and I worked on this maths problem: A computer processes information in nanoseconds. A nanosecond is one billionth of a second. Write this number as a decimal.
Answer: 0.000000001

Tech

This is a picture of what my group is doing at tech. We are with Mrs Ferguson who teaches 3d printing. We are currently designing and today we used a substance like putty to make a rough design of what we are going to create

A benifit of reading

This is my Google Draw on one of the reading benefits. The benefit is having stronger analytical thinking skills, which are basically the skills that detectives use to solve murder cases and other crimes.