Sanele
I was a student at St Bernadette's Primary School. This is a place where I shared my learning.
Thursday, 6 December 2018
Tuesday, 4 December 2018
Monday, 12 November 2018
Wonderful Waterslide
WALT: Compose a poem about the Waterside
Soaring and Striving like Muddy Pigs
Speed of lightning and screams of excitement
Races were formed and howls of laughter
Splash Splash Splash as they reached the bottom
Scratchy and slippery was what they said
Different positions as they came down
Eager to watch but it was done
Watching the waterside was so much fun.
Thursday, 8 November 2018
My fear of Speed.
WALT: write a descriptive recount about Senior Camp.
I wrote about Go Carting my best event at camp because it was so fun driving a mini version of a car.
HERE IS MY WRITING ON GO KARTS
On Tuesday me and my group went to orienteering it was so tiring walking and walking for such a long time. Then it came to my best event of the whole camp “GO CARTING"
It was so scary looking at the kart then when I got called up I had to put on this helmet which made me look like I was stuffed with food in my mouth. I had to wait for my turn and so I had to wave the flag there were 2 flags are white one and a black and white. I had to wave the white one if someone was on their last lap so then they know when that it’s their last lap.
Finally it was my turn I hopped in and I tucked my legs where the accelerators were, there was a green one and a red one. I stepped on the green one and I boosted I let go and I wanted to step on the red one but I was scared if I would just stop immediately. Then I was so scared of going too fast so I went average fast then I slowed down for the 1st and 2nd lap then I just.
I stepped so hard on the green pedal so hard I thought it was going to break but I didn't care after.
I stopped once and it was where you had to turn 2 times to go on the high concrete hill thing. When I stepped on the green peddle I could feel myself just relaxing it was fun but then I had to jump of. The best part on the go cart was probably speeding up on the hill and racing back down to make the slightest turn.
Thursday, 18 October 2018
My Quick Writing
Night Thunder
In a cottage there lived a young mischievous man who would always get up to no good. But he lived in a world and it had three rules the first one was, always look over your shoulder secondly never trust anyone. Then the last one don't pass the border. So one dark night the man had done SOMETHING that no one had ever done before , then the king of the village came striving in his cottage with a face like thunder. I was so nervous and I realized that I smelt really funny then I looked down and a block of something brown came rolling down my shorts I was so embarrassed I had just realized that I had pooped myself I was so scared and petrified of what would happen to me now. I bet it was something to do with the border, Once when I was a young teen I was tempted to cross the border something was calling me from the other side. I was shoved into a dark brown sack I was surprised I could really fit in it. So I felt brave and anxious so I fell out of the sack and I grabbed my suitcase and ran through a dark whispering forest. I had nowhere to go so I ran for the border and I was getting chased from something. Then something was on me it was like an eagle coming to pick you up and eat you.
Tuesday, 18 September 2018
Jacks secret candy store.
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The Eyes came to life.
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