This is me signing my name in sign language.
Monday, May 30, 2016
Monday, May 16, 2016
An unexpected start to the day.
On Tuesday 10th of May 2016, my class arrived at school just like on a normal school day.
When I got a clear view of the classroom, I knew that this was NOT going to be a normal day!
The classroom looked totally different. The desks were in rows, there were chalkboards, text books, name tags stuck on the desks, and we had to sit boy, girl, boy, girl. The teachers were dressed in strange clothes, well, strange clothes to us. It was just like old fashioned school!
Learning wasn't even learning, all we had to do was copy things out of text books!
I think the worst part was morning tea. Firstly, we could only choose one thing from our lunch box, and the teachers would tell us when to bite and when to chew.
Once we had finished our food, we had to march around the quad, and when we could actually play, the teachers told us what to play, who to play with and what to play.
when the whole thing was over, I was so relieved that I didn't get a smack on the bum!
When I got a clear view of the classroom, I knew that this was NOT going to be a normal day!
The classroom looked totally different. The desks were in rows, there were chalkboards, text books, name tags stuck on the desks, and we had to sit boy, girl, boy, girl. The teachers were dressed in strange clothes, well, strange clothes to us. It was just like old fashioned school!
Learning wasn't even learning, all we had to do was copy things out of text books!
I think the worst part was morning tea. Firstly, we could only choose one thing from our lunch box, and the teachers would tell us when to bite and when to chew.
Once we had finished our food, we had to march around the quad, and when we could actually play, the teachers told us what to play, who to play with and what to play.
when the whole thing was over, I was so relieved that I didn't get a smack on the bum!
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Fight for life.
My pick a path story.
Last week GRI11 2.0 (GRI11 2.0 is my class name) had to make a pick a path story. me and one of my best friends Nada worked on this together. A pick a path story is a story where the reader picks what happens. Use the buttons to create your on story. Me and Nada hope you like this story!
Monday, May 2, 2016
My holiday surprise.
"Dorothy, come down right now!!" yelled mum.
I would have liked to stay in my room to finish making my bed and putting some clothes away, (don't think I'm weird because I like tidying my room) but I knew I had to do as mum said.
I strolled down the golden stairs to see mum. I did think that I was going to get in to trouble, but as I walked into the kitchen, expecting to be yelled at, it turned out that mum had a huge smile on her face.
" I just got a call from the Lido, ( I normally have swimming lessons in the holidays) they said that you moved up into Bronze! As soon as I heard this, I did a happy dance. I couldn't believe that I had actually moved up into bronze.
"Do you know what that means Dorothy?" asked mum.
"No" I replied with confusion with a little frown on my face.
"Now you can finally swim to the end of the pool!" cried mum with excitement.
On the second week of the holidays I started swimming on bronze.
It was so tiring but then mum reminded me that the first days of bronze were always hard so I keeped on going until Friday.
I would have liked to stay in my room to finish making my bed and putting some clothes away, (don't think I'm weird because I like tidying my room) but I knew I had to do as mum said.
I strolled down the golden stairs to see mum. I did think that I was going to get in to trouble, but as I walked into the kitchen, expecting to be yelled at, it turned out that mum had a huge smile on her face.
" I just got a call from the Lido, ( I normally have swimming lessons in the holidays) they said that you moved up into Bronze! As soon as I heard this, I did a happy dance. I couldn't believe that I had actually moved up into bronze.
"Do you know what that means Dorothy?" asked mum.
"No" I replied with confusion with a little frown on my face.
"Now you can finally swim to the end of the pool!" cried mum with excitement.
On the second week of the holidays I started swimming on bronze.
It was so tiring but then mum reminded me that the first days of bronze were always hard so I keeped on going until Friday.
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