Georgina

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- Rainforest Animal Report!!

For our language task we had to research and write a report on a rainforest animal, I chose to do the Jaguar. Below is my brainstorm, research and published report.



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Rainforest Preview

Here is an audio description of my prior understanding of rainforests.

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The Third Floor Bedroom!

This is a story about the Sinclair’s, they were what seemed a normal family, living in a normal house on a normal street in 1957, but that was soon to change, they would become the perfect family living happily ever after, it all started when someone left the window open.

Along with most normal families there is a dad, mum, son and daughter, in this case: Paul a strong, successful business man, Tania a fair-haired waitress, James a mischievous, 9 year old Daddy look-a-like and Phoebe the cutest Mummy admirer you’ve ever seen.

“Kids!!” exclaimed Tania, “we need to open all the windows and get some air into the house; it’s absolutely boiling in here”. “Even the one in the third floor bedroom” questioned James. “Of course, oh and dinner will be ready soon. So up the stairs they ran, opening all the windows in the house. Everyone in the family knew that once you open a window you must close it, and that is exactly what happened after dinner, all the windows were closed except for the one in the third floor bedroom. “Tania” screamed Paul. “I’ve lost my keys, have you seen them anywhere?” “Sorry, I haven’t”, “um…..have a quick look around the house, maybe one of the kids hid them”. They ran quickly around the house, bending around doors, scouring each room attentively, searching thoroughly through every draw until…… “Found them!!! They were in the third floor bedroom” Paul yelled excited yet relieved, “Oh good” replied Tania, “hey, why is this window open?” “Dunno, I should be going now or I’ll be late”. “Wait Paul, look.” Tania pointed one spindly finger at a bright, orange leaflet just beneath the window; she then picked it up and read the words aloud. “Attention all business men! Kings and CO. urgently need a new CEO. If this is the job for you come to 29 Wimberely Way between 7:30am and 8:30am for a quick interview”, “its 8:10 now, so you should go Paul, it’s perfect for you” insisted Tania. “Okay, okay, I’ll go”, “we’ll have a talk when I get home”. “Okay, bye!” Tania sat there on the bed, reading and examining the leaflet over and over again, but she didn’t notice the tiniest, rectangular clock in the corner counting their percent of perfectness and luck or that it was wired to be counting down and slowly destroying their life.

“How did it go?” asked Tania. “Great, I was the last person to be interviewed and at the end they said I was the best and they gave me the job right then and there!!!!” “Oh wow!!! How much a year!” “100,000 dollars”. “Yay!!! I don’t have to work anymore” “We should frame that leaflet, it’s the biggest and best thing that’s happened to us since the kids were born and we should remember it forever!!” That’s exactly what they did, they placed the leaflet into a shiny gold frame studded with silver rhinestones and hung it directly above their bed, the biggest mistake of their life.

The whole family was perfect, the dad worked good hours and came home early, the mum had the best designer clothes and the kids started doing so well at school they got their rooms completely redecorated. Except it only lasted for a few weeks before the clock on the orange leaflet had turned to 90%.

“You know I’m so glad we hung that leaflet, huh, what was that?” gasped Tania “Come on, quick” whispered Paul, “lets go downstairs”. Off they went, step by step they tip-toed down the staircase and there in the middle of the lounge was the chandelier- smashed into a million pieces and glistening in the sunlight. “Oh, it was so beautiful Paul, and now it’s in the middle of the floor and there’s a whole in the roof as well” sobbed Tania. “Lets just clean it up and we’ll talk about it in the morning” suggested Paul. Just as they had fallen asleep the clock turned to 80%.

“Ahhhhh!!!! Mummy!” yelled Phoebe. “What, what, what is it?” “There’s a monster on my wall!” “Oh no darling, it’s just the paint, it’s, it’s, oh no!! It’s gone bubbly and there’s cracks all through it, we’ll fix it in the morning”. “You know Paul, that’s two bad things that’s happened this week, Phoebe won’t sleep in her room so can you go paint the wall now, please?” begged Tania. “Fine, fine”. Paul got out a fluffy orange roller and began to repaint Phoebe’s room a bright, glistening purple just as the clock turned to 70%.

“Right kids, lets have a look at those reports shall we?” asked Tania. “Um, okay” they replied simultaneously. Tania grasped each envelope, read the details on the front, turned it over and tore them open. “Wow Phoebe yours is amazing but James your being held back a year, why?” wondered Tania. “I, I, um, I, dunno” answered James whilst he shrugged his shoulders. “You’ll have to try harder next year and I think I’ll have to get you a tutor”. “Oh but Muuum”. “NO arguing, go to your room”. Just as he entered the clock turned to 60%.

“Tania, your tea’s ready”. “Okay Paul, I’m coming”, “Aaaahhhh” screamed Tania. “What is it” questioned Paul frantically. “Ow, ow, it hurts Paul, my leg, it hurts, I, I, fell down the stairs, I think I broke it, ow, ow, Paul” sobbed Tania. “We’ll get you to the hospital straight away; come quickly, in the car” suggested Paul sympathetically, “kids! We’re going to the hospital, quick, in the car everybody”. “I’m afraid you’ve broken your leg in two places and your kneecap, um and you’ve fractured your toe, see here, here, here and the fracture is that crack just there” explained the nurse whilst pointing to a deep navy blue x-ray with streams of bone through it attached to a pale, white rectangular light on the wall. “We’ll have to put it in a full-length cast, and you’ll have to come back in a few days and get it re-done, is that okay Tania?” “Yes, that’s great”. “So if you just come this way Tania and we’ll get you in a cast”. So Tania went off in her wheelchair whilst the clock turned to 50%.

“Ahhh Paul, why are you crying? Why do you have all your stuff?” wondered Tania. “I, I, I was fired”. “Oh but why Paul? Why?” “They hired a new person who had more qualifications so they gave me one hour to collect all my stuff and leave”. “So now what do we do?” “Well you’ve broken your led so I’m going to spend the week looking for a new job, wait that reminds me, we need to take you back to the hospital to get your cast re-done!” “Oh yeah, we need to go now though so we’re back in time for the kids”. As soon as they shut and locked the door the clock turned to 40%.

“I can’t find any jobs Tania, aaahhhhhh, it’s so frustrating!” “And I’m so tired I could just fall asleep right now” screeched Paul. “Sssshhhh, be quiet, you’ll wake the kids, just go have a bath or something and relax”. “Okay, okay. So Paul trudged slowly up the stairs like a grumpy teenager, turned the corner, twisted the taps on, climbed in the bath making sure his head was resting on the edge and accidentally fell asleep. “Mummy?” “Yes Phoebe”. “Why is there water dripping from the roof?” “Gosh, it’s coming from the bathroom; your dad’s having a bath!” Tania dashed up the stairs in her cast and pushed the door open with her crutch to a wave of water and a snoring Paul. “Paul, GET UP!” yelled Tania as she turned off the taps and threw towels all over the floor. “Huh, what? Was I sleeping?” “Yes, now look at the floor Paul, clean it up!” Tania hobbled back downstairs in a huff and a puff to stare at the quickly growing, slightly green-tinged water stain on the roof above her whilst the clocked clicked over to 30%.

“Mum, what was that?” “The ground’s shaking”. “Quick, under the table everyone, it’s an earthquake” screamed Tania. “Hold on tight and close your eyes, we’ll only shake for about a minute” added Paul. “Mum, Dad, I think it’s stopped” said James. “Yes, it has, come on everyone, we need to get out” declared Paul. Everyone crawled and clambered over rubble to get outside and right there before them was a giant pile of rubble with a skeletal frame which used to be their house. “Oh no, no, Paul! What are we going to do?” Tania cried. “I don’t know yet, but we have insurance so we will get the house back, I think we’ll have to live in a hostel or something”. “But, but, but, but, what, no!!” screamed Tania. “For now, just for now, come on we’ll go see if everyone’s okay”. Everyone was okay and so were they up until the clock turned to 20%.

“I’m sorry, we can’t help you”. “But, why?” persisted Tania. “There’s just not enough room here, you’ll have to live on the street”. “Well you were no help, come on kids”. Tania stormed off with the kids jogging beside her. “They said they can’t help us Paul, and that we have to live on the streets”. The family wandered around, found a sheltered spot, layed down and fell asleep in the bitter cold, just as the clock turned to 10%.

“Mummy” whispered Phoebe. “Yes darling”. “I, I don’t feel well”. “Why? What’s wrong?” “I feel all warm, my chest and throat hurt because I’ve been coughing a lot”. “Okay, you stay with me and try to sleep”. “Huh, Phoebe!” screeched Tania, “your coughing up blood, and I can hear, your not breathing properly, HELP, HELP, someone HELP!!!” But she was all alone, no-one was there, they were finding food; Tania just sat there crying and holding Phoebe as her breathing slowed then stopped. “NOOOO!!! Phoebe NOOO!!” she screamed again”. The clocked froze, it did nothing, it didn’t even make a sound as a life came to an end.

Below is my 'Book in a Bag' presentation, there are three pencils used by Jason, a sign that was pinned on Jason, a cheque to John Phipps that is received by Terence, a gun used by Barry, a knife used by Mopsa, my Glossary and my questions and answers booklet!!



This is the back of my bag, it has my blurb and a paragraph called 'About the Author'.

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Today we used 'sketchcast' to make a tutorial on a Maths strategy, I chose to do adding fractions,

Below is my 'sketchcast', I hope you learn something.

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I had to use 'xtranormal' to make a movie of my speech as I finished my work early. Below is my movie, I hope you learn something!!!

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We had to use 'bomomo' to create an abstract piece of art to prepare for our e-learning conference. Below is mine, I call it ' A take on the Northern Lights'.

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For our digital books we had to choose which pass we wanted to do depending on how many poems or pictures we wanted to do, I chose to do the A+ pass, I had to write 11 poems an draw 5 pictures. After we had drawn all our pictures and written all our poems we signed up for Tikatok and then published our poems, 3 of mine had to be done on an image generator, I chose 3 pictures from google as well. Below is my digital book- I hope you like it!!

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We also had to make a self reflection on our poetry and digital book, following a script we wrote during class. We recorded our self reflection on 'Blabberize', we used our avatars as a picture and added a mouth to make it look like it was talking. Below is my self reflection, I hope you like it.

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Explanation Podcast

Our first task was to create a 'weemee' avatar that had atleast 3 or 4 characteristics of ourselves. Then we had to make a podcast of us reading our explanations, mine was 'How the Heart Works". After we had recorded our podcast we then used imovie to create an audio presentation that included our podcast and 'weemee' avatar. We also learnt how to embed and resize our imovies onto our wikispace. Below is my imovie podcast, I hope you enjoy it and maybe even learn something.

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For homework we had to choose a climate and find out lots of information on this climate. Next we had to publish it on a glog using good presentation skills, we also had to find a video on our climate and add that to our glog. Below is my glog, I hope you like it, =P

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====Below is my Slice of Life recount, what we had to do was choose a memorable experience and write a recount on that but only a small part, as you can see I only wrote about when I was going down the rock face but not all the practice and tutorials. We had to use adjectives, verbs, onomatopeia, personification, alliteration, similes and metaphors in our recount. Once we had wriitten our recount we could choose 1 of 4 ways to publish it, we could choose to publish and take a picture of it on the whiteboard, do a podcast of our recount, make a keynote presentation of our recount or as I have done publish it straight on to our wiki. ==== =**Back down the rock!!** = ====<span style="color: #e63737; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">I pace around the petite abseiling site looking chaotic and as lost as a little bird in the bush. I notice a large pile of helmets at the edge of the cliff and securely tighten one to my head, whilst checking my harness I was called to go next, I slowly, nervously scuttle towards the edge, slightly confident yet slightly cautious aswell. ==== ====<span style="color: #faa21e; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">Whilst resting at the top of the cliff I could see the towering, tuftly tree tops and vast wilderness from miles around, I could hear the cicadas and birds singing their songs. I could almost taste the dry air lingering in my throat and the friction forming between me and the rope as I lingered patiently for the time I would be told to go. ====

<span style="color: #e1e15b; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">"Feet wide apart, hands on tight, smile on your face","off you go".
====<span style="color: #e1e15b; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">Left, right, left, right, I was saying in my head as I staggered down the cliffs jagged face. I was almost at the edge when suddenly I swung to one side of the cliff and got so close to the edge I grew a mask of fear. Almost instantly I pull tighter and then sway to a halt. After my near-injury experience I reposition myself and start down the rock once again. ==== ====<span style="color: #28e628; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">After only a few metres I could feel my hands burning as they formed fleshy blisters as pink as the clouds during a late-night sunset. As I climb further and further down my tense muscles relax and my mask of fear peels away away form my face. ====

<span style="color: #30e9f3; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">"Turn around for a photo".
====<span style="color: #30e9f3; display: block; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">I stop immediately in my tracks, hands gripping tight for my life, feet planted firmly on the smooth, golden rock, I turn for a minute, smile and start back down the sandy rock watching the ground getting closer and closer. ==== ==== I was only a few metres from the sloppy, supple, leaf covered ground and could feel the slight pleasure and sadness as I reached the base of this magnificent rock face for I knew this was the end of my abseiling experience. ====

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=== //For our Letter Writing subject this term we had to choose a country where we would like to go, a city in that country and three tourist attractions within that city.(I chose Italy, Rome and the Colloseum, the Temple of Marcellus and Piazzia Venezia). After we had chosen our three tourist attractions we had had to research them and write a small paragraph about what we learnt about that place. Once we had gathered our information we re wrote it into a postcard for one of ours friends back in New Zealand.// ===