Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Holidays short story!
My eyes slowly start to adjust to the dark cold breeze of the night sky. As my feet slightly step into the murky brown water it sends a rush of shivers down my spine. I switch the button on my torch and hold it down in the cold water. I follow the bright light as it guides me through the low tide ocean. Little fish are zipping around my feet. They swarm around the light and they look like stunned possum's. The torch lights up my path all the way around the muddy lagoon whilst I look for flounder!
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
ANZAC day article for newspaper !
Apiti Village Comes Alive!
The whole Apiti community and people from far and wide came together in the village to celebrate ANZAC day on the 25th of April!
Bagpipes start playing and everyone gathers for the march. The Apiti R.S.A lead the march with the soldiers close behind. Everyone closes in together to form a box shape. The sky starts to brighten up and we all wait patiently for the flyover to come.
It now was the time to lay the wreaths. Everyone was silent as they walk up, lay the wreath and we all pause to remember all our fallen soldiers that fought for our country.
Everyone then gathered inside the hall for the service. Apiti has so many people at the service, that we have to set up a speaker outside so that the people that can't squeeze into the hall can stand outside and still hear the whole service.
Apiti and Kimbolton have a ukulele group and they played 'In Flanders Fields' on the ukulele and I sang with a microphone.Then shortly after the whole of Apiti School sang three ANZAC songs. They were Daisy Daisy, Pack up your troubles and Maori Battalion. Then finally the Apiti School band performed. We played the drums, piano, guitar and we sang to 'It's a long way to Tipperary'.
After that we has a few speeches and that concluded the Apiti ANZAC service.
But that wasn't all as the Army let all the kids ride on the army vehicles. It was very interesting to see what the vehicles were like in the Army.
Bagpipes start playing and everyone gathers for the march. The Apiti R.S.A lead the march with the soldiers close behind. Everyone closes in together to form a box shape. The sky starts to brighten up and we all wait patiently for the flyover to come.
It now was the time to lay the wreaths. Everyone was silent as they walk up, lay the wreath and we all pause to remember all our fallen soldiers that fought for our country.
Everyone then gathered inside the hall for the service. Apiti has so many people at the service, that we have to set up a speaker outside so that the people that can't squeeze into the hall can stand outside and still hear the whole service.
Apiti and Kimbolton have a ukulele group and they played 'In Flanders Fields' on the ukulele and I sang with a microphone.Then shortly after the whole of Apiti School sang three ANZAC songs. They were Daisy Daisy, Pack up your troubles and Maori Battalion. Then finally the Apiti School band performed. We played the drums, piano, guitar and we sang to 'It's a long way to Tipperary'.
After that we has a few speeches and that concluded the Apiti ANZAC service.
But that wasn't all as the Army let all the kids ride on the army vehicles. It was very interesting to see what the vehicles were like in the Army.
Monday, March 23, 2015
Camp writing - day 4
Shoving our way through the swarms of people we all started to get just that tiny bit more excited. It was the same as the trip there as we were fighting our way aboard the huge vessel. As soon as we had all made ourselves comfy the only thing we had left to do was wait for another 30 minutes so all the other passengers could get onto the boat.
Suddenly the ocean came to life as if we were riding on a giant robot's back. The side of the boat collided with the hard brick docking wharf. As we pushed away from the side, the inside of the boat started to creak. It sounded like a group of people murmuring to each other. I glared out the window and gazed at the dark crystal blue ocean.
Eventually the boat had glided down into the Cook Straight. The boat rises up and lowers back down as if we were riding on a whale ... Except when we slowly lowered down to the ground it was like we had hit a ginormous earth quake. I stumbled my way down the hall way to the bathroom, On my way I clenched a tight grip around any object that was close by to help with my balance. I pretty much scooted my way on the ground to the bathroom. My stomach felt like it just got hit by a wrecking ball as the waves hit the boat.
Suddenly the ocean came to life as if we were riding on a giant robot's back. The side of the boat collided with the hard brick docking wharf. As we pushed away from the side, the inside of the boat started to creak. It sounded like a group of people murmuring to each other. I glared out the window and gazed at the dark crystal blue ocean.
Eventually the boat had glided down into the Cook Straight. The boat rises up and lowers back down as if we were riding on a whale ... Except when we slowly lowered down to the ground it was like we had hit a ginormous earth quake. I stumbled my way down the hall way to the bathroom, On my way I clenched a tight grip around any object that was close by to help with my balance. I pretty much scooted my way on the ground to the bathroom. My stomach felt like it just got hit by a wrecking ball as the waves hit the boat.
Camp writing - day 3
As we set off to the jetty we prepare to pack the boat with all of our bags. Many of us stand with our arms stretched out wide. With all our arms we had made a human chain. As excited as we were, we needed to get it all ready before we could set off.
Suddenly the motor starting roaring and the surface filled with white foamy bubbles. Before we knew it the boat was riding on the waves. The deep dark shady blue water splattered up behind the boat.
As soon as the boat started to come to a halt, we all scrambled out the small doors. Everyone sat spread around the front of the boat. The boat sat still in the ocean.
Meanwhile we were all observing what amazing wildlife there was around us. Suddenly dolphins started splashing all around in the water. Birds spying on anything that looked small enough and delicious enough to have a munch on!
Suddenly the motor starting roaring and the surface filled with white foamy bubbles. Before we knew it the boat was riding on the waves. The deep dark shady blue water splattered up behind the boat.
As soon as the boat started to come to a halt, we all scrambled out the small doors. Everyone sat spread around the front of the boat. The boat sat still in the ocean.
Meanwhile we were all observing what amazing wildlife there was around us. Suddenly dolphins started splashing all around in the water. Birds spying on anything that looked small enough and delicious enough to have a munch on!
Camp writing - day 2
I delicately place my foot in the front of the small sailing boat. The bright pinking glowing boat makes a beautiful reflection on the sparkling ocean. I cautiously sit down onto the lumpy surface of the boat. The wind picks up and suddenly the boat is gliding as fast as the Emirates Team NZ boat.
We dash as fast as we can to the end of the cliff,
"Turn hard" "Turn hard " Tyler shouts. I pull as hard as I can on the rudder. Suddenly the boat swings around and Tyler and I both lean into the middle. The boat tips and makes it uneven. Tyler's head skims the top of the water. as we glide along. We both take a terrified look at each other as both of us freaked out at our close call to tipping. The tall sail flapped in the wind. Just as we thought we were finished with the strong wind, a huge unexpected gust of wind comes sweeping us away in a completely obscure direction. But finally after a long exhausting heart wrenching experience we made our way back to the jetty.
We trample out of the boat and stand on the jetty.
As relieved to be on land as we were I would still definitely try that again. Except maybe next time I should be more experienced!
And so I was ... Before I knew it I was taking little kids out for an experience that they would never forget!!!
We dash as fast as we can to the end of the cliff,
"Turn hard" "Turn hard " Tyler shouts. I pull as hard as I can on the rudder. Suddenly the boat swings around and Tyler and I both lean into the middle. The boat tips and makes it uneven. Tyler's head skims the top of the water. as we glide along. We both take a terrified look at each other as both of us freaked out at our close call to tipping. The tall sail flapped in the wind. Just as we thought we were finished with the strong wind, a huge unexpected gust of wind comes sweeping us away in a completely obscure direction. But finally after a long exhausting heart wrenching experience we made our way back to the jetty.
We trample out of the boat and stand on the jetty.
As relieved to be on land as we were I would still definitely try that again. Except maybe next time I should be more experienced!
And so I was ... Before I knew it I was taking little kids out for an experience that they would never forget!!!
Camp writing day 1
As I lean over the wooden edge I peer into the crystal clear blue water. My shaking hands carefully reached into the water in attempt to catch a small fish.
Deep down under all the rocky coral hundreds of mussels sit clutched tight against the edge of the wooden planks that sit silently underneath the jetty. The tiny little fish swim beneath the corral, I dip my hand into the water and try to trap a fish in my hand. I pick a mussel off the wood.Its hard shell sticks like super glue onto the wood.
As soon as I ripped the mussel off I slowly lowered the mussel down into the water but still keeping a firm grip on the top of the shell.
Suddenly heaps of fish are already swarming around the juicy mussel. I waited patiently until the right moment. Without thinking I drop my hand into the water and try to clench my hand around a tiny slippery scaly fish.
I shout in frustration as every time I came up empty handed and walk back in disappointment !!
By Hannah
Deep down under all the rocky coral hundreds of mussels sit clutched tight against the edge of the wooden planks that sit silently underneath the jetty. The tiny little fish swim beneath the corral, I dip my hand into the water and try to trap a fish in my hand. I pick a mussel off the wood.Its hard shell sticks like super glue onto the wood.
As soon as I ripped the mussel off I slowly lowered the mussel down into the water but still keeping a firm grip on the top of the shell.
Suddenly heaps of fish are already swarming around the juicy mussel. I waited patiently until the right moment. Without thinking I drop my hand into the water and try to clench my hand around a tiny slippery scaly fish.
I shout in frustration as every time I came up empty handed and walk back in disappointment !!
By Hannah
Apiti show poem
Talented in the music and performing area
At the age of 14, she was determined to have a career in music
Yesterday is History ... Tomorrow is a mystery
Looks up to older pop sensations who reached the top (e.g Dolly Parton) and aims to follow in their footsteps
Over the years she has managed to put out four magnificent studio albums!
Real life dreams can come true and if you try your hardest you will reach the top
She takes every opportunity she gets and uses them well
Writes songs about her life and what it was like growing up and all the tough times she had and the good times she had
Interacts with her fans as much as possible because she loves all her supporters
‘Fearless’ was her second studio album
True idol for music as she is who she is !!!
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