Nga RakauTriathlon

Triathhlon by aiden6fzr on GoAnimate On the 22nd of November Nga raku did a triathlon,this will tell you how I felt about doing it.

Cave of no return

     psst Matthew should we go and explore  camp half blood tonight” I asked him “do you think that's a good idea” he said “sure it is” I replied “OK”.

So that night we snack off to explore camp. It was so dark we couldn't see the track then I heard a bone cracking  smack. I looked at Matthew but he wasn't there then I heard a scream for help. I think I broke my leg. I found a really awesome cave come and have a look OK I’m coming down but suddenly I hear a rustle in the leafs I turn around but it was only a weta. That was lucky it was only a weta what was it nothing well I’m coming down

OK woo lets go explore the cave OK look there’s the exit wait where are you Matthew help I've been cated I ran to see where he was but he was gone then I fell down a steep cliff 
then I heard the rustling sound again but this time it was a the same wetter from before it seemed to be following me wherever I went something was telling me that he was trying to tell me something I sat down and listened it was telling me to beware then something red grabbed it and ate it I was so scared but it was only a tree frog.

It was about 12:00pm I decided to set up a camp and look for Matthew in the morning I set up camp at camp.What did the weta mean by beware but a rustling sound in the leafs cut my thoughts short. this time a big shape came up by the shelter. I hid under the leafs( because I didn't have a covers) then I looked out of the shelter but this time it was a stag it seemed to be saying of the then a hunter shot it and picked it up and walked of. I wondered what the stag and the weta were talking about then a big shadow rose up again and this time it was the boggy man it caught me and took me back to his lair and there I saw Matthew that morning I cut the ropes and we escaped.  We ran and ran back to camp and owned up to the teachers and from that day on we would never go tramping alone the boggy man still roams the camp half blood to this day so beware.                                                        

Anubis Art

  My class has been studying Egypt and we decided to study gods of Egypt. We all had to pick one to draw and I picked Anubis.  Anubis is the god of final judgment.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

Sign Language

Sign language is a way that people who are deaf talk
and people around them can talk to them. I have been learning
 sign language and am so close to knowing all the words.
I am able to say my name in sigh language and deaf people can understand me. You can also secretly talk with other people who understand sign language                                                            
 Try learning sign language.
Use these pictures to help you.

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Cartouche Art

Room 20 has been studying Egypt and one of our tasks was to make our names out of hieroglyphics. Hieroglyphics are the Egyptian alphabet. A cartouche isa name plate for a coffin. Egyptian's only spell words the way it sounds not the way it is really spelt.  This awesome idea came from http://art-educ4kids.weebly.com/egyptian-art.html
                                                                                                                  Try doing your name

Camp Kaitawa Chant Off

DSCF0856 from Stephen ford on Vimeo.
This is my camp groups chant. We had a cooking and chant competition. This is our groups. Hurricane Warriors chant.

Its not easy being a cricket ball

Its not easy being a cricket ball
being cracked across the head by a long piece of wood. Or thrown at the wickets and being smacked over the fence waiting for someone to rescue me. And worst case scenario landing in an island of dog poo yuck, and putting up with players bad breath as they polish me. Worst of all feeling that
disgusting sweat of the players hands as they hold me. Just as well I am a hard ball At least I can look up at the big                                                                    
screen and say that is me up there. It makes me feel proud.  In the winter I am thrown in the garage for one whole year because it is too cold for anyone to play with me. Its boring looking at the same things over and over again.
Whenever someone comes in to get something from the garage I hope that they will pick me up and play. But most of the time they just walk in and get their bike and go.
Now do you get it,
ITS NOT EASY BEING A CRICKET BALL!