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My Book Review!

 

Apple & Rain

Title:   Apple and Rain                                                           

Author:   Sarah Crossan                                      

                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Illustrator:  None

Storyline:  There was a 3 year old girl called Apple.  One Christmas eve, her mum left to America to become an actress.  !0 years later, a taxi came to pick her up after school.  Surprise surprise the driver was her mum! They got along together, and Apple found out some relatives she never heard about.  There was a lot of drama between them though, and she keeps falling the love of her life. Read the book to find out more...

What I liked best:   I like the part when the mum threw a party, including her crushes invited! Something goes wrong… What I didn’t like:  When her long lost sister keeps treating her doll (Jenny) like a living human. Favourite character and why:  It would have to be Apple because I would want to be in her position with all the steamy drama. Would you recommend it?  Apple and Rain is a interesting book that I would recommend for people who LOVES drama like me.  I would only recommend it for young adults because something can go quiet wrong that younger audience might not want to know / understand. There might be big words that younger audience may not know,  but is still a really interesting book. Thanks for reading! If you have time to comment, feel free!

Olympic Artwork 2016!

Olympic Artwork 2016!

This term we (as in Room 10)  have been working hard on a piece of olympic artwork full of similes, metaphors, a maths tessellation, olympic vocabulary and our heads on our fav athlete!  

First of all, let’s talk about the similes and metaphors. Example of a simile: A bright flower petal fell from the tree and felt as light as a feather landing on our hand. Example of a metaphor: My pulse is a race car, drifting through the woods. The definition of an simile is a comparison between two things, using like or as.  A definition of a metaphor is a DIRECT comparison between two things without using as or like.  As you can tell, the similes and metaphors are the speech bubbles and the thinking clouds. Can you guess which one's which?  

Next I’m going to tell you about the tessellation.  If you are wondering what a tessellation is or means, It’s a repeating pattern without any overlapping and gaps. You can create this repeating pattern with either regular polygon or irregular polygons!  This tessellation was made up by myself and a few classmates that were kind enough to help me with the background.   If you look at the tessellation in portrait mode, it will look like a number 8! The shapes that I used to create this regular tessellation was a hexagon, a triangle and a square. I am proud of my tessellation!

Now,  let me explain why friendship, excellence and respect is on my piece of artwork. These are the 3 olympic values that athletes demonstrate at the olympics.  The rest of the vocabulary is  words that are related to the olympics such as gold, silver, bronze to represent the medals and 2016 Rio because the olympics were played in Rio, 2016!

Last but not least, the athlete I’m playing as is Sonny Bill William because he is my favourite olympian, even though he got injured during a rugby game.  This piece of artwork represents all different kinds of subjects we normally do at school - Maths and art for the tessellation, the vocabulary, the similes and metaphors were part of our writing.   

Now this lovely piece is hanging above our heads in Room 10!

Hong Kong STEM Challenge 2

                            

Materials that we used: 6 x long sticks 1 x  wooden square 2 x pipe cleaners 2 x straws 1 x 1m ruler 11 x plastic cubes 1 x bunch of popsicle sticks 4 x wooden small flat pieces

Challenge #1 - Build a structure with a cube as the base:

This challenge I thought that it was difficult because we only got to use one single cube to hold everything on top! We were all shaky, but we made it.

Challenge  #2 -  Build a structure as high as you can on a base.

This challenge I found was easy because we didn’t need to use one block as the base. The only worries that we had was that it kept on breaking, then we made it, but because we had a time limit the last 5 seconds we had, it got knocked over by Musharraf on accident.

Challenge #3 -  Build a structure with something that balances off the side of it:

Challenge 3  was really hard because we had to make something stick out on the side so we tried to make a mini machine gun but the last five seconds that we had, it broke down because we were all shaky.

Names:  Maria, Musharraf, Matatia

Moment In Time Week 7

before we began today our teacher asked us to write a ‘Moment In Time’ piece using a picture of a boy in the water.  We planned as a class to make sure we had the 5 W’s and the 6 Senses.  

Be our writing in small groups we discussed the importance of using descriptive writing, using similes and metaphors where appropriate, using dialogue and have done our best to make sure our punctuation is correct.  Some of us have even used ‘Show Don’t Tell’ in our writing to provide our reader with more of an experience.

Our teacher gave us 10 minutes for each paragraph and then 10 minutes for editing at the end.  We had so much fun working together!

If you have a moment, we would love you to comment on our writing.  

Boy Overboard!

In a bright sunny morning, Jack was surfing on the big sparkling waves. Suddenly a big wave came crashing towards him.  SPLASH went the crashing water over Jack as the salty water went up his nostrils, as he tried to catch his breath. “AHHHHH!!!” screamed the little boy as he started to sink deep down in the sea.  

As Jack was suffocating to get to the surface, water started rushing down his throat as he tried to swim towards his surfboard, as the water was as cold as ice. Suddenly he saw a gang of humongous sharks circling around him. The closer the sharks came to him, the more terrified he became. His heartbeat pounded as fast as lightning striking every second. He glanced at the creatures, as he grabbed his surfboard trying to surf away. “HELP! HELP!” Jack screamed as his teeth chattered, and his body was numb.

As the sharks came closer, one of them lunged towards him, biting Jack in the ribs. He could hear the crunchiness of the bones snapping, breaking into little pieces. The blood splatted into the creature’s face, as it poured down his hip, into the water.  The gang of sharks circled him like a dosing its tail, as Jack laid on his back looking up into the bright blue sky. “I don’t want to die this way…” Thought Jack to himself as he saw a group of paranis coming towards him.  He saw the creatures teaming up for their next chunk of meat.  His rib started stinging from the salty water, as he wasn’t ready for round 2…  

Written by Samia, Kisayah, Maria and Benjamin.

Kisayah:

I think that we all done well because we worked as a team by helping each other with our sentences.  What I think I done well was I helped my team with their punctuation.

Maria:

I think that we all did well because we all worked as a team, and helped each other with our punctuation, similes and many more. What I did well in my group is being open with my ideas and my knowledge to make our piece of writing more interesting.  

Benjamin:

What I did well was sharing ideas with my group and putting all the ideas and making it a great moment in time.  What I think I should work on is making the moment in time more interesting for the reader.  

Samia:

I think we all did well because we all shared our ideas and made a  really good moment in time.  Also I think we worked well as a team and we checked our punctuations and we made sure it made sense.  I also think we helped each other to make the moment in time a good writing so people can look at it and maybe they can comment.

Writing: Moment In Time......

The worst nightmare EVER

As Chris and I glanced at the flowers, they were as lovely as a rainbow reflecting on water.  We felt as cheeky as a kid stealing a lollipop from a dairy as we skipped towards the river. A bright flower petal fell from a tree and felt as light as a feather landing on our hand. As the sun shine goes across my face, the river shimmered like a chandelier sparkling in the moonlight. “Wanna go for a swim?” asked Chris. “Sure!” replied Alex as we both take of our shirts. As we cannonbolt into the fresh water, the water came at me as fast as a shooting gun shooting every breath we take. “WOO-HOO!!!” screamed Chris as Alex remembered that it’s a school day.  “Um, Chris...” mumbled Alex. “What?” questioned his mate. “ HURRY!!” as he hopped out full of speed. “IT’S A SCHOOL DAY!!” “AHHHHH!!!!!!!!” roared Chris.

Alex’s heartbeat pounded as fast as lightning striking every second. I grabbed my shirt and quickly putted it on while both of us stayed speechless. As they ran over the the delightful flowers, through the tall apple trees, Alex and Chris spotted their parents setting up a humongous tent. “OH MY GOD…” said Alex as they stood there stunned and in dead silence. Thump thump THUMP went Chris’s heartbeat while the sweat came down Alex’s face. “I just remembered that my parents were going camping with your parents!!” exclaimed Chris as the mother catches their eyes glaring at her…. “RUNNNN!!!” screamed Alex as they ran as fast as the Flash running through the woods.

“WAIT!!!” yelled a mysterious voice as Chris loses his balance and face plants his way into a spiky rose bush. “Chris??” wondered Alex as he stopped running for his life. “I need to go…”whispered the boy to himself. “I can’t help you…” as he thought to himself while he spots their parents catching up. “AHHHHHH!!!” screamed Alex as he turns around and….  BAMMM went his head into a tall apple tree. “AHHHHHHHH!!” screamed Alex again as he woke up from his worst nightmare ever. “ OH WON’T YOU JUST SHUSH PLEASE!!!” yelled Chris with a face looking like a burning fire ball.