Ooof! My head, my arm, my, my, EVERYTHING! My name is Rose, and what have you been doing this afternoon? Well I’ve got my head stuck in a haystack. Let’s see how I got here. I was riding my bike back from my friend Fred’s house, running late for tea. Mum would kill me if I was late. So I come zooming down the driveway, (which is very long) and I wave to my neighbour who is a lovely old lady. As I wave, I lose my balance and flip over the handle bars, head first into the haystack. Ouch.
To be sung with school hymn tune.
Skatepark I lo-ove you.
All your ramps and ra-ails,
All your Smooth concrete,
Even though I broke my wrist.
Riding my skateboard,
Especially on yo-ou,
Gives me a freedom.
There once was a prince named Double,
who was some tremendous trouble,
he jumped on the walls,
but oh no! He falls,
he fell right into a puddle.
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After supper, I was yanked out of my tent and brought to Lieutenant Roberts’ tent. As I stoodbefore him he told me that I stole the governors dog, deserted my post, and disobeyed orders.
Absolute rubbish. He also tells me he has no other choice but to flog me in the morning. He had to send
me back to my tent to sleep.
In the morning, Goodwin and I went to the tree in the bush where I was to get flogged. Goodwin
already started to build the triangle when Waruwi appeared. As I approach her, Goodwin tells me I
am already in trouble, but I ignore him.Waruwi opens the basket she was holding, and shows
me what’s inside. A puppy!
While the captain blabs on about what have done I sneakily put the puppy in my coat. Then I tell
Roberts that I did not steal the governor’s dog, and that I returned it to it’s rightful owner. Then
before he can blab more I present him the puppy. Goodwin tells him that it is a better hunting
dog and he finally agrees. Mission accomplished.
Today, you won’t guess what mess I got into. Right as you are reading this, I am floating on a iceberg in the middle of the Antarctic Ocean. Let’s see how we got here. I was lying on a iceberg near shore when I fell asleep. I was tired from pulling pranks on my brother Tom. He wanted to get me back for my tricks, and that was when he saw me. Gently, to not wake me up, Tom gently pushed the iceberg out to sea. I hope he is in trouble, he deserves it. Now, to pass the time, I am going back to sleep.
This is the picture we based our writing on.
Today, I tried to teach Lauther how to fetch. Lieutenant Roberts caught me and told me to tie Lauther up. After, I tied lauther up, I went to Goodwin, and he told me that taking the dog wasn’t stealing, and the governor wanted a dog, so the governor gets one. I told him that the governor said we had to compensate with the natives, but he didn’t listen, so I walked off. I needed to get some things to make up to Waruwi.
In my tent I looked over my most precious things, they were my lose button, a needle and thread, and one dice, which I stole, they weren’t enough. I went to the cook and told him I needed dripping rub for my boots. He tells me I will be eating my own boots if we waste food. While he was cooking, I took a bag of dried berries and threw them behind me. He asks me to take Roberts’ rations to him. When I get to him he told me to put it in his bag. He also hands his precious telescope which he was looking through. However, instead of putting it in his bag as well, I sneakily slip it into my satchel.
Roberts decided to march to the point with the marines, so I handed him his bag. While I drummed the marines out, my mind spins with ways of getting the things to Waruwi.
Today I was wearing my best coat when the Captain asked me about the dog. He said he wanted to get it, because apparently, a governor needs a dog. I tried to stop him, but it was no use. Waruwi’s dog Lauther, was gone for good.
While we were walking the captain told me he heard something like a growl. I, on the other hand, didn’t hear any thing. He told me to go the other way. This was my chance to warn Waruwi. I sprinted into the bush, ferns, and plants, scraped against my face, myself, struggling to see ahead.
At last I stumbled to the tree where Waruwi lived. I called for her, but she didn’t come out. Lauther, her dog came to my side and nuzzled my hand. Then, PLOP! Waruwi jumped out of the tree. I told her she needed to hide with Lauther. She laughed. Why wasn’t she taking it seriously? Then the men came out.
The men thought I had caught the dog. I had to take it with me. When we got back to camp I told Lauther not to run away, then BOOF! A rock, and another one! We left our post and hid. Soon it stopped and it was Waruwi. She needs to stay out of trouble.
We have been looking at complex sentences in class. A complex sentence is a sentence that has a dependent clause as well as a main clause. A main clause on its own is called a simple sentence.
We were given the following simple sentences based on the image below and I have turned them into complex sentences (with the dependent clause in italics.)
|The men sat at the table.
||Exhausted, the men sat at the table.
|The men wore red coats.
||In order to look good, the men wore red coats.
|The men were feeling tired.
||The men, who were exhausted from work, were feeling tired.
|The table was piled high with food.
||As a reward for their hard work, the table was piled high with food.
|The weather was very hot today.
||After several days of rain, the weather was very hot today.
My name is Elizabeth Haywood, I am 13. We all know 13 is the unlucky number, and this sure was unlucky for me. Last year I had an apprenticeship for shoemaking, but I barley got paid anything. This meant I had to turn to stealing to sell things and survive. One day, sneakily I stole a bonnet and a shawl. Soon,I got caught and my sentence was 7 years in New South Whales.
The boat ride was really terrible. It took over 6 months. I was riding on the Charlotte, with over 700 other prisoners. After a while, we stopped in Rio de Janeiro, it was hot and humid. We also stopped in the cape of good hopes. By this point about 15 people had died. Days went on, endless with staring into space. After 2 more months, we got to a place called Sydney Cove.
We were put in groups to work in. I worked as a wool spinner with some other children. Days were long and hard. At night I scoff my food and go to bed. This pattern repeats over and over. Once or twice a minute, I hear screaming from the sound of soldiers beating prisoners. Every night, I think about life back in London. Now in New South Whales, I think that my life is better here.
We are put to work, but we have shelter, and 2 or sometimes 3 meals a day, but that’s all we need. I will be 20 when my sentence is over but I might stay here.
The link to the video we based this on is here.
New school. Wow, look at this place! It’s massive. On second thoughts maybe I don’t want to go to school. I turn around to go back to my mums car, but when I looked behind me, she was gone. Okay Rose, you are going to have to do this. Lots of new faces staring at me. The bell rings. I walk into the classroom and a girl sits next to me. ‘I’m Ivy.’ She said. ‘Mr Jones asked me to be your buddy.’ ‘Okay.’ I said awkwardly. ‘What is your hobby?’ She asked. ‘Skate boarding.’ ‘Mine too!’ Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.
The link to our class blog is here.