Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Basketball


“Hmmmmm.......” I whispered. “Last day of basketball....” I knew this day would come. Walking to the courts I saw Rm 9 finishing their last lesson. Sitting down, I wondered.
HAVE I LEARNT ENOUGH?

“Get into 4 groups of people!” yelled our leader, Tai. We scrambled around the place, but eventually we got into four groups. In my group was Frank, Tyrone, Jordan, and Sosaia. Our 1st thing that we did was dribble the ball all the way to a 20m mark. “This is a race!” Tai yelled.  My came second by a millimeter.

Our second thing was tunnel ball. We had to pass the ball over our head, then under. Unfortunatly, my team came last this time. Afterwards we did a basketball game. Sosaia was the best shooter we had. Our team won all our games. “DRING!!!!!!!!!” went the bell. ”THANK YOU TAI!!!!!!!!!” we all yelled out.
Running back to class, I wondered.
WHAT WILL WE DO NEXT TIME?

Monday, September 10, 2012

Tommy Kapai Wilson


Looking up, I saw 4 men.
“Hmm...” I said thought.
“There is meant to be a man here today,  not 4.”
Then, one of the men stood up.
“Kia Ora* Pt England!” He said in loud voice.
“My name is Tommy Kapai Wilson.” All of a sudden a memory came to my mind. His name was on this notice saying that he was coming here today.
“Wow.” I wispered

He was telling us his life story.
“....I had 11 siblings...” He said.
“11 siblings!!!!????” I screamed in my mind.
Afterwards he gave us 5 lessons. Wars and violence are dumb, make 10 people smile per day, everyone is born with a gift, smile yourself, and learn how to forgive.

When he was talking about lesson #5 He said that after he did something wrong, Nelson Mandela** forgave him. My eyes were open really wide. Nelson Mandela comes from my home country.
“This guy is amazing.” I muttered

When I grow up, I want to be like him.
* means hello in moari
**President of South Africa

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Re-writing


Room 13 today got a paragraph and we had to re-write the paragraph we got given. This is my version of the paragraph. (Underneath the line.)

As we were getting near some more puddles, I realized that the track was dangerous. Jogging carefully down the slippery stairs I nearly slipped but luckily I held onto the tree. I was happily saved by the tree.
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Running my heart out, I was getting closer to the end. With the finish line in sight, I saw some girls just in front of me. Maybe I could catch them. At least I knew I wasn’t coming last.