As the screen begins to fade and flicker, I shut you down and close your cover. But I cannot get through a day without you. You know how much I need you in all I do,but then I read a lot you knowand from the pages these thoughts flow.Therefore, you jumble within and die.These thoughts which I cannot write.Good little net book you’re such a delight.
Just when Mrs.Williams asked for us to make our way to the hall. Once I saw a painting in the centre of the stage, I knew that it was the Mary Mackillop Show. While the hall went quiet, the show started.
Mary Mackillop was just a 12 year old girl who lived with her little baby brother and father. They lived in a farm. Ever since she was a little girl, her whole life she dreamed to be a nun. When she grew up, her wish came true. Mary helped out a poor boy called Kelly who selled matches, luckily Mary helped him out and made him go to school at St.Josephs for free.
Suddenly bad news was delivered to Mary about one of the Sisters of St Joseph. It was a slimy accident. Mary wanted to help but when she got there she was to late.... she had died. When she said her goodbyes she saw her brother all grown up as a priest. She remembered him as a little baby, a drunk nurse was babysitting him but just in time Mary fired her.
In the past few weeks, I learnt about Matariki.Matariki is a Maori name for a group of stars, also known as the Pleiades or The Seven Sisters. Matariki has two meanings. Mata Riki (Tiny Eyes) and Mata Ariki (Eyes of God). Today it means celebrating the place that we live in and giving respect. It's also a time for new harvests, and offerings to the land-based Gods: Rongo, Uenuku and Whiro to make sure that all good crops are for the coming year.
What I learnt in maths this week was place value. We had to display the answers using money. Even if my group was loud, unless it was something to do with place valuing.For example,84+63= 1.80+20=1002.100+40=140 3.4+3=74.140+7=147. So the answer to 84+63 is 147.
In Room 7, what I learnt in Religious Education was The Ascension. It's about Jesus ascending to heaven, and going back to his father. He promised his disciples that the Holy Spirit will descend upon them.
This is my Picasso Art represents the real me. On the bottom is a virtue called RELIABILITY, it means when someone can trust you. The left side of me shows that I'm sporty, peaceful and always happy. The right side is just normal.
Time past by, waiting for my net-book to arrive. I sat on my chair and looked straight ahead so that I could see what was happening.
"Yes!" I squealed “Ofa,Shoosh!”yelled Miss.Gleeson. Finally I have my very own net-book to myself, but the only thing that scares me a lot is that you don't have any privacy. Suddenly I saw something so unexpected...GAMES!! I thought the net books were for work no fun.
There was so much to do I couldn't choose, so I went on one of the games just to get me started. Meanwhile the technicians asked me to hurry along and to do my job. Sadly I said good-bye to my precious tool, I did not want to let go, so I closed my eyes and walked away. "Poor little thing" I whispered to myself.
Lord, you washed away my sins in water. As I celebrate your death and resurrection, renew your gift of life within me. Help me to use all the virtues that you used when you were on Earth. Increase my mind and heart and the risen life we share with you, Jesus, may you help me be like you one day.
When the time had come to get ready for the Athletics, I rushed into the rest room to get changed. Bumped into a few people,pushing and shoving. I put some paint on my legs to show what team I’m in. Now I had to find a way out. It wasn’t that easy. The ten year old finished there race I was so pumped up. Finally, the time has come to beat the rest of the girls that are my age.(Or not) We made our way to the field. I felt my legs shaking already. “Get your marks,” yelled Mr. Gaffney “ Get set, GO!” Off I ran. FIRST, FIRST,FIRST, those words repeated over and over again in my head. Then “Yes, I made it” I whispered to myself. Finally Mrs. Pole said into the microphone, “ Eleven year old please make your way to the field for the ten hundred metre race.” I raced to Mr Gaffney and got ready as usual on every Athletics. When Mr. Gaffney clapped the blocks together, I had to run past Meli. She was a pretty fast girl. But I ran with all my might to run faster than her. I had made it again, one more to go and I can get my promised treat from my brother. Now for the eight hundred metres, if I make this one again I will be so proud of myself. Coming first in the eight hundred metres two times, first last year now this year. The first round I had to save my breath for the last run around the field, just like my brother told me to. Elizabeth was in the lead, if she was jogging her way to the finish line that was when I had to run real fast like I’m in the Olympics. I made it. Elizabeth congratulated me, I felt proud. So I did the same thing. Once I had finished the eight hundred metre, Mr. Coakley walked up to me and asked if I would want to do the four hundred metre. When my brother left, I just went for it. (I was doing it for fun) Emelia came first out of all the girls, luckily my brother didn’t see that. If he saw me win every race, I would get a treat. But he didn’t see come fourth in the four hundred metre. The relays for the senior syndicate, all you have to do is run up and down until everyone in your group had a turn. My group, Keas, won against Geckos and Tuis won against Kiwis. Tuis and Keas had to battle each other to see who wins. Keas were in the lead, suddenly we made one mistake at the end, which made Tuis in the lead. Poni had to run again, but we just sat down. We didn’t know that one of our group members didn’t have a turn. Mr. Coakley yelled out that it was a tie,because Tuis and Keas were arguing. Everybody won. At last everyone went home, I was so sloppy that I walked home like a old woman.
Eyes watery, hands sweaty as I sat down next to Jorina, watching the Yr 8’s walk up the isle. The girls looking beautiful as ever, so did the boys looking as handsome as possible. As everyone was still standing I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the Yr 8’s, it felt like they were going to disappear straight after mass. I tried to keep my head up high to comfort the people around me.
It was now communion “Can you blow my eyes?” I cried to Robertanna to help me stop from sobbing. After Eucharist was the liturgical dance, everyone had a frown on their faces, as they were so sad.
Now the candle had been given to the 2011 leader, which is...... ROBERT KALOLO. Seeing Robert cry made me want to do the same thing. The Yr 8’s had now left the church to the open world. I went to some upset people and congratulated them for they have graduated Intermedate and were now moving on to college.
GOOD LUCK FOR THE FUTURE YEAR 8’S I’LL MISS YOU A LOT!