Friday, August 30, 2013

Minecraft Tours Pt 1: NeQix

In class me and my friend Faaiua were videoing our Minecraft worlds. I decided to do me & Faauia's world. So I did Faaiua's world first. If you want to see the rest of my world, be on the lookout for pt 2.

Minecraft Tours-NeQix from Team 4 Pes on Vimeo.

Stranded Pt 4

This was our chance. If I could get the water in the iron bucket I made, we could be out of here. I was gathering the lava, but then a rock flew out and almost hit me! The good thing was that it splashed water into the bucket.

I was outta there! I zoomed all the way to the boat, put in the lava, and the bat started to move. But it was going to slow. By the time the entire island was covered in lava, the boat had moved 5 meters.
“It’s going to darn slow!” Vaifoa exclaimed. “I noticed.” I replied sarcastically.
“Well any bright ideas?”
“Heh, that’s what Lee said when the zombies were all around us!”
“I mean it.”
“We could use these sticks to make oars.” Once we made them, we paddled faster than anyone has ever gone before. In seconds, the island looked like a bright star in the distance.

But we were still in trouble. The ash from the volcano caused the weather to stir. First it was nice and calm, but in 2 minutes there were waves, lightning, and lots of water. There soon were so many crashes that the part of the boat that was fixed broke.

Me & Vaifoa were in heaps of trouble. There was nothing we could do. Except hang on until the end. It seemed like we couldn’t. This massive wave came towards us.

We were doomed.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Little Red Riding Hood(LRRH) And The 3 Witherheads

“Oh my god! Like, totally! Uhh, YEAH.” That was LRRH. LRRH was a average girl, who was born in Kansas. She was always the teenager type, as she was 15. She was so rich, that she wanted everything. While she was on vacation in a forest, a vast way away from Kansas, she went to a her mother. Her Mum told her to get stuff for Grandma.

She went down Cobblestone Path to the house of her Grandma when she saw an Ocelot strolling. Lost. She said that it could come along and help her with the things. The Ocelot ran ahead and told a Witherboss that there was someone to kill. So the Witherboss went ahead. He found Grandma before LRRH, and shot a Witherhead at her.

That knocked her out of her bed, and into the End. Then, the Wither climbed into bed. Then, LRRH came. She was shocked. “That’s a lot of heads you have Grandma!” “All the better to see, hear, and think with.” “What little skin you have! I can see your ribs!” “All because I exercise alot.” “Youre so black!” “And you're so racist.” 

The Wither shot a head at LRRH, and it almost killed her. One head went out the window. There was a woodcutter. The head was about to hit the cutter, but it got deflected off the bedrock axe. The head flew right at the Wither. It blew up, killing the Wither. Then LRRH teleported Grandma to her. LRRH gave Grandma a new texture pack. Grandma was so happy, that she left the server.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Stranded Pt 3


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!”
“WAIT!!”
“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.

Friday, August 23, 2013

Cross Country

When the day rolled around, I was getting nervous. I didn't want to get my reputation ruined. What reputation? My Cross Country reputation. For 2 years I've come 2nd. I didn't want to come 3rd or under.

The races began at 1.00. We 10 & 11 yr olds, had to wait awhile before our races did. And when it did, I was freaking out! Mr Burt said that he'd say 'On your marks, get set, and set off the alarm. After the explanation, he started.

"On your marks," Mr Burt said, "Get set," AWWOOOHH!!! The alarm went off. I took a delay to react. Most 10 yr olds got in front of me, but not for long. I slowly overtook them, 1 by 1. When I reached 3rd, we ran past the yr 7 & 8's. "GO IISA!! GO LEE!! GO TAKAI!!!" I heard them yell.

Takai saw me approaching, and started going faster. I did too. In the end I over took him. But now there was one more person. Lee.

He wasn't that far in front, in fact if I ran a little bit faster I'd have overtaken him. But I was at my limit, so I couldn't. Slowly, I started to drift away, I was getting stuck in the mud, but I didn't stop. I had a reputation to keep.

By the time I had made it to the final 50 meters, Lee had already finished. But I didn't give up. I kept going, and going. Then, I ran past the finish line. 2nd. As I stumbled to the water station, I was glad. My reputation was safe.

I just hope it'll stay for Inter-zone as well.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Stranded Pt 2


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.
“Sorry,”
“What do you mean, sorry?”
“You don’t deserve it.” At that moment I went angry.
“FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--!!!!”
“Whoa dude calm down,”
“I DESERVE THAT PIE MORE THAN YOU DO!! WHO RISKED THEIR LIFE TRYING TO PROTECT YOU!!?? HUH!?”
“Oh, no-one.”
“FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--!!!”
“Look man I’m sorry!”
“Really?”
“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.
“Gladly!”

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.”
“What?”
“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.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

DLO #4



In literacy we had to do a fable DLO, as this term our topic is fables, myths, and legends. I made this presention, animation, and comic life with my friends Lee & Faaiua. I really hope that you enjoy!

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Stranded Pt 1


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.”
“Ooooh.”

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.

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Handsome And The Evil Witch Pt 2


So Francis sailed towards the island that Khaia was on. When he got to the window, he saw Khaia playing Minecraft on a 196 inch plasma TV. Francis crept towards the door, and then, it opened up in his face. “I sensed you.” Khaia said, playing Minecraft.

Francis got up, red in the face. “Look, I really don’t want you to be a witch.” He said calmly. “WHAT!? NO WAY! I LOVE these powers. BEGONE!” Khaia yelled. She transported her and him into the Nether. Then, she started spawning Wither Skeletons. They ran towards Francis.

“You’re overreacting Khaia! Stop before I die!” Francis screamed. Khaia started transforming. Her nose got longer,  her voice was sounding like the witch movies, she was looking ugly. “I DON’T CARE IF YOU DIE! IF YOU DIE, THEN I NEVER HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT LOSING MY POWERS!” Khaia shrieked.

Then, a ghast shot a fireball at Francis. He dodged it, but the explosion threw him over the skeletons, towards Khaia. Francis shut his eyes, and puckered up. This time, he succeeded. He and Khaia popped up in the mansion, and Khaia lost her powers, and ugliness.

Khaia turned from a demented witch, to someone almost kind as Cinderella. “Well,” Francis said shyly, “I guess it’s time to go. One more hu--OUCH! No need to hit me so hard!” Khaia turned around. Just because we kissed, doesn’t mean we’re a couple.

By the next week, Francis always had Khaia play Minecraft with him, but she never killed him. It was the Wither bosses that did. And no more demented witch Khaia, those 2 lived happily ever after.

Except when it came to the Minecraft Withers.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Ugly Duckling(modern version)


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.

Brave Little Tailor

In class (again)we got given a task to write a review about Hansel And Gretel. Here are the questions, and answers.


Title: The brave little tailor

Author: Joseph Jacobs

Characters (names, personalities, strengths, weaknesses):

Setting (Where is the story set. Describe the place in detail): Old village in Germany

What was the problem?He told everyone how killed seven in 1 shot, so they tried to kill him. everyone was giants, a king and princess, a unicorn, and a boar.

What was the solution? He tricked them all.

What was the Moral of the Story? By myself I can do nothing. But with God and Humor I can do anything.

My favourite part of the story was? When he fought the unicorn.

Monday, August 5, 2013

The Tortoise and the Easter Bunny: From the tortoise's view

My name is Gerald the Grass eater. I’m a tortoise, but i’m considered the fastest. Here’s how it happened.


There was this bunny rabbit named the ‘Easter Bunny’. He always delivers eggs in one night, so he claims that he’s the fastest. One day he was teasing me, when my friend Mr Troxy Foxy came, and slapped some sense into that bunny.


So the Easter Bunny challenged me to a race. We had to go on the mountain track. When Mr Troxy Foxy yelled “GO!”, the Easter Bunny was off. So was I, but not as fast.


2 hours later, the Easter Bunny took a rest. I saw him, and decided to take the opportunity. So when I past him, I made sure to be quiet. When I got very close to the finish line, I yelled. “WHATCHA GONNA DO NOW EASTER KANGAROO!?” The Bunny heard my insult, and ran to the line.

But by the time he came, I was munching on his chocolate egg. And that’s my story of how I became the fastest animal.

Hansel And Gretel


In class we got given a task to write a review about Hansel And Gretel. Here are the questions, and answers.

Title: Hansel and Gretel

Author:  Joshua J. Johnson

Characters (names, personalities, strengths, weaknesses):

Setting (Where is the story set. Describe the place in detail): The glade, their house, the witch house.

What was the problem? They were stuck in the forest, after their father abandoned them.

What was the solution? They found a witch house, and killed the witch. Then their father found them, and took them home.

What was the Moral of the Story? Never go to a candy house. It’s too risky.

My favourite part of the story was? When the witch died.

Handsome & The Evil Witch Pt 1


Khaia was a average girl, who was born in Kansas. She was always the teenager type, as she was 15, and also was all “Oh my god! Like, totally! Uhh, YEAH.” She was so rich, that she wanted everything. While she was on vacation on a island, a vast way away, she went to a fortune teller. Her future was “You will be cursed for your meanness.”

She thought it was a fake, and walked to her mansion. The next day, Khaia looked at her reflection, and was shocked! She looked exactly like a witch. She was so horrified that she flew into a rage and turned everyone with her into house living items.

She turned her BFF, Josephine, into a lamp, her maid Lucy into a cup, and her dad Collin into a teapot. When her brother Jordan came, he said, “Hey my room needs cleaning. Can you clean it fo--” Khaia had turned him into a broom. “HEY!” Jordan yelled. “I’LL SUE YOU FOR THIS!”

Soon, a man named Francis was fishing, when he landed on this castaway island. He wandered around, and saw this house. He entered, and then to his great surprise, he saw a witch. “Woah!” Francis shouted. “Aren’t you supposed to live in a candy house?!”

Khaia went rage quit and tried to kill Francis. “WHAT THE---!?” Francis screamed. Khaia punched Francis, and then after 2 hours of unconsciousness, Francis got up and threw a book at her. It was Hansel And Gretel.

After Khaia read it, she thought, “Hmm, a candy house... I’m smarter than the average human, so I’ll have lots of food! I should turn them into candy. Maybe Skittles!” So she turned around and zapped the house living items into candy.

For some reason, they were all M&Ms. “I'm outta here!” Francis yelled, running to the front porch. SPLAT! Francis had been hit by Humpty Dumpty. “Sorry,” He said. “Hansel and Gretel pushed me off the roof.”

“We found candy!” Hansel shouted. “And we don’t want some protein-filled thing coming in!” Gretel continued. Francis stood there with egg yolk all over him. “...” Francis said. He was speechless.

“I FOUND A PIE!” Hansel shouted. He grabbed Josephine(M&M), and used her to get a plum out. “I’m a good boy!” Hansel exclaimed. DING DONG! The clock struck 1. Then, a mouse came running, and then grabbed Josephine “Help!” Iron and Josephine screamed.

“....Uh....” Francis said. BANG. He fainted. “My guts!” Humpty yelled. When Francis got up, he decided that enough was enough. He asked Khaia “Where’s a way out of here?” “Over there.” Khaia said, pointing at a broken bridge.

“What!?” Francis yelled. “It’s broken!” “No,” Khaia replied. “It’s the London Bridge.” Francis looked out the window, and saw a well on top of a hill. “I’m thirsty,” Francis thought. “Time to get some water!”

Francis grabbed a pail, and walked all the way to the top. Then, the mouse with Josephine in it’s mouth ran in front of Francis. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” Francis screamed in a high pitched voice. He fell down the hill, and passed out for 2 minutes.

Khaia decided that she was bored, and made a fortune ball. ‘You will return to normal with the kiss of your loved one. Your true kiss will come from F--’ “NO WAY AM I GETTING WITH HIM!” Khaia yelled.

Francis saw the thing unfold through the window. He ran at Khaia with puckered lips, hoping that one kiss could get him home. Khaia sensed him coming, grabbed his arms, and threw him at the bridge. Francis flew right across, and then, he was home.

He remembered every day, the time that he almost kissed a witch. Khaia felt lonely too. When Francis played Minecraft, he saw that someone joined his world. Someone named KhaiaIsAwesome.

He started to chat “<FrancisTheMan> Who are you?” Francis typed. “<FrancisTheMan> Did you punch me?” He typed again. Then, he got an answer. “<KhaiaIsAwesome> I punched a high pitched voiced boy, was that you?” Khaia typed.

Francis knew immediately, that he found the witch. Francis ran at Khaia(in Minecraft), but Khaia started to spawn witches on Francis. When Francis died, he instantly left the world he was on. “I will get rid of that girl.” Francis thought.

“The only problem is, I need to kiss her for the powers to go away.” Francis continued thinking. Then, he remembered about the mouse with Josephine. “Why do I have to get with her!? This is dumb! And I’m only gonna have to do it because she’s ruined my Minecraft time.”

Friday, August 2, 2013

Friends

A good friend is someone whose always there for you, gives up their time, and always includes people. Friends are important, as with them you have more fun, and if you're being bullied, they can help you get out of it. Friends are people who are loving, including, helpful, and never mocks you.

Harold told us to do this.