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Thursday, July 30, 2020

My Manaiakalani Blog Profile


This week with Sharon for Manaiakalani  we have been focusing on making blog profiles. We had to include key things about ourselves, etc. Our hobbies, what we like to do in our spare time, our favourite colour or food. I chose to do stuff about my family and my cultural background. I obviously mentioned my friends, my hobbies at the end and I even included what I want to be when I'm older.  The photo at the bottom of my profile is a photo of me and my best friend Georgia B, the one on the left is obviously with my !AMAZING! Mum. 

Thursday, July 2, 2020

Birthday Girl xx❤



1/7/2020


Chapter 50 of 'The Best Birthday Ever'!  Of Georgia's journey!
Chapter 50.

A lonely girl stared into her soul, through the mirror left in the attic of her place she called a home. She sat there with her hair in little plaites swinging below her shoulders. You see today was her birthday and she stared into the mirrors face and wished for the best birthday in the world! Little did she know that her wish would come true........ She turned her head is despair once she had made her wish, she sagged her back and walked like a zombie to the stairs. She thumped down! She fell onto her couch and when she sat dust poured out of the cushions. She didn't care a single bit.

 She had given up hope. Of having one single birthday. But she forced herself to block everything out, she tried her very best. But........ There was a trumpet echoing through the stairs coming from the attic. The promised herself to not get distracted and be misirable for ever. But, what could she do. It was like she was metal and a magnet was in the attic pulling her into the hole to be swallowed. She was being pulled, she had no control of what would happen to her once she entered the attic. She was squirming and grabbing everything she could to stop herself from going into the attic. 

Panicked! She screamed at the top of her lungs. But everyone she had ever loved was gone, she had no one....  When she unwantingly got up in the attic, with her hair all frizzy like when you rub your hair on a balloon. She had looked and the mirror and saw a disturbing image clouding its face of relection. It was her. She was wearing a dress that would of cost millions in her mind and gorgous makeup and a pretty pink party hat with a little yellow ribbon tying it all together. She. Had no words. She touched the mirrors face and........ 

Kereru DLO


For this week in the Kereru group we had free reign. We could chose to not use the task board or just finish off our book, 'Pig Heart Boy'. I chose to do the task board, we had to find out facts on Malorie Blackman, the author of 'Pig Heart Boy'.   My first thought of the author was that  she was white not black just becuase it was based in England.  I know thats bad to think but that was my immediate response to the first chapter of  the book.