Te Tuhi Trip.

Today, Tuesday, my class and I were lucky enough to go on a trip to 'Te Tuhi'. Te Tuhi is an art studio/gallery. We arrived and hopped out of the bus. We were greeted by a beautiful, sharp, well maintained building. As we we entered, I was rushed by the smell of fresh coffee beans.

Future Aspriations.

Mr Samuels was the first guest to talk about his career. Also, his previous career. He was one of the presenters for What Now! New Zealand's no.1 kids show. He gave us a saying, ‘To Miharo Hoki’ which means, ‘you are amazing’ in english.

The next person was Paula, which is actually pronounced as ‘Bola’. He’s really funny, he told us a story about how he loved to swim when he was around our age. One day he made it into the interzones, the reason he won all of his games is because while his other competitor were getting tired they slowed down, but Paula was tall. So he used his height to his advantage. While the people to his side slowed down, he put his legs on the ground and started kicking from the ground. When he tried that at the interzones, he completely failed. The water was too deep for him to touch the ground, he took in too much water and passed out. The lifegaurd took him out, and resuscitated him. His friends looked at him for a while.......’Shame!’ the all yelled. When he got back to school.

Thank you letter.

Dear Mr & Mrs Samuels,

I would like to say a huge thank you for taking the time to help out with the Yr 8 camp. It was the best week ever! With a little help from you ;) It was pretty awesome.My favorite activity is inevitable, it was Kayaking! I loved how you took us on a Tiki Tour around the River.  Me and Tyla were racing.

All the Yr 8’s enjoyed your company. It would have been boring without you’s to be honest. Your lovely personalities lightened up my day. Thank You's so much!

From Porscha.

Reasons why there should be school/class rules.

The reason there should be school/class rules is because it would be chaotic without any. Having rules keeps students tamed, instead of being out of control. Like chewing gum for instance, most children are too lazy to walk to the rubbish bin, so they either stick it under their desks or throw it onto the ground.

Wearing shoes in the classroom would be a big issue for cleaners. Sometimes after morning tea students bring dirty and wet shoes into the class. Which stains the carpet. If there was no in discipline our school would go down the drain. Teachers wouldn't come into school to teach, because their student are being disrespectful and misbehaving.

Last Immersion Assembly

At the beginning of every Term my school (Pt England) have what’s called an Immersion Assembly. It’s where the whole school gets together to share some items related to the topic that term.

This Term, our topic is “Art Attack”. The reason this is the topic is because it’s something different. We have teams in our school, they represent the different age groups. So Team 1 would be for the 5 & 6 yr old's. etc.

Team 1’s item was about how this term, they are going down to the local beach. It’s literally down the road from my school. The reason they’re going to the beach is because they’re going to make individual paintings of the beach.

Team 2’s was a movie, about colors! It was also about mixing colors together. For example, Red and Blue makes....Purple. It was really cool. Team 3’s items every Term are always my favorite. Mrs Barks illustrates what her group is going to do. She introduced 4 different artists.

Team 4 was the same as team 3, Team 5’s was awesome! They made paintings of Mr Burt, Mr Jacobsen and Mrs Jarman. It was cool because it was like an actual painted photo.

My Weekend.

‘Arrrrrrgh!!’ she exclaimed. She clenched onto my hand as if the world was ending.

‘Drive faster!’ she demanded. At this point my hand was turning purple. I had the job of writing down how far apart the contractions were with my spare hand.

We parked up, I ran to the boot and grabbed all the bags, then we power walked to the elevator.

My mother pushed number 9, as we were in the lift I felt the floor being soaked in some type of liquid, then I realised my auntie had broken one of her waters.

She was panicking, my mum told her there’s no need to worry. ‘It’s perfectly normal’ my mum said softly. Once we reached the top she had another contraction, she walked like a penguin to the corridor, she then leant on the wall and relaxed.

Her partner asked the receptionist what room ‘Tegan Webster’ was in. ‘Last room on your right’ she replied. ‘Thank you’ he said. When we arrived at the room, there was a huge bath filling up. It had to be 101 Fahrenheit as it could be too hot for the baby.   

Cross Country Writing

I woke up and wondered what I would come in Cross Country. I swiftly jumped out of bed, slipped my uniform on, and made myself some toast. I put my green clothes into my bag and said my goodbyes.

Last week on Thursday, my school (Pt England) had Cross Country. It started at 1pm. The whole school had to meet at the netball courts next to the outside toilets. When we arrived, we were put into age groups, from Yr 1 - Yr 8 boys & girls. I was put into the Yr 8 Girls Group.

When the Yr 1 boys were called up to go and race, I was so excited for them. Mrs Nua had announced that the Yr 8 Girls would be last to race. Asena and I kept ourselves occupied by taking action photo’s of people already running.

The Yr 1 - 5’s had a different course to run, it was much shorter. The seniors course was 3 km, and the Juniors had to run half of that. ‘Yr 8’s, Yr 8 Girls?’ Mrs Nua exclaimed. All the Yr 8 girls stood up, and it looked pretty cool because we were wearing our house colours. It was kind of like a rainbow.

‘Ready, Set’ Mr Burt said aloud. ‘Bang’ went the little pistol. It sounded like more of a ‘Pop’ to me. Kaycee and I sprinted to the goal post and before we had reached the end of it, we stopped for breath. I counted 100 strides before I rested, waited for 10 seconds, then started running again.

After completing one lap of the course, I had to run through it once more. At this point I felt like pulling a sickie. My throat was dry, my feet were killing me and my face was dripping with sweat.

I had finished my last lap around the reserve, just before I entered the gates, I saw Mr Barks and Mr Sommerville cheering. I was pumped enough to run the rest of the way, but I decided to just walk, because I knew I wouldn’t get a prize. I let Cheyanne and Anamei overtake me. I saw Serenity at the finish line yelling my name, “Go Porscha! Go Porscha!.” She yelled. I jogged past the finish line and hugged Serenity, I walked to the tap and washed my feet. The bell went, I walked to class then left school and went home.