Persuasive Speech

WALT: persuade a reader to agree with the writer’s point of view through the presentation of relevant points and supporting evidence.

The effects bullying has on Teenagers

“Get lost freak.” The message pops up on your screen. Anger swirls inside you. This has been happening for a while now. The next day you go to school and start getting taunted by some mean children. Their words are like an arrow, hitting deep down inside you. As the days go on, the bullying gets worse and you get more and more glum. Soon you will end up suffering from depression.

Depression is caused by stress and sadness. This can sometimes be caused by bullying. For those of you who don’t know what depression is, it is when you become very sad, and sink into a hole of loneliness and stress. It can ruin your life, and extreme cases can lead to suicide. It can also lead to being very unhealthy. People can become so depressed they will stop eating and just think, “what’s the point.” That is one of the most common things people say when suffering from this mental disorder. Plenty of  people have been through depression.  You might even know someone! The best thing to do is talk to your friends and family about it. They will help you work through those hard times.

One form of bullying is cyberbullying. This is when a child is receiving messages through their computer from a bully. Say you had a Facebook account.  One day you receive a rude comment on a selfie that you have posted. You think it is a one off. But the nasty comments just keep coming. One thing about Cyberbullying is that it can be concealed. You can hide it from your parents and they will never know. But that is what gets most kids. They hide from it, thinking it will go away soon. In the end, it gets so bad, you could end up suffering from depression. We know that it is a bad idea. You need to share with your family so they can help you get through it. In ways, Cyberbullying is worse than normal bullying.

Bullying can stop your health and education. It sometimes affects people's minds and they can think a bit differently. Say for example, they were getting bullied about their weight. These kids might think that if they stop eating, they will become skinnier. This is true, but it is extremely bad for your health. It can cause you a serious eating disorder called Bulimia. This is when you eat a normal meal and then make yourself sick. It can lead to you being seriously ill. Bullies can also stop you learning. Thousands of kids worldwide wake up not wanting to go to school. Sometimes they pretend to be sick and wag school. They have trouble concentrating on their school work and can fall behind in classes.

Now you see the effects of bullying. Think. Have you ever bullied someone? Maybe you have, but we know it is wrong. For any bullies out there, stop bullying now. Think of what could happen to your victim.


Something I am proud of:
My paragraphs. I had a lot of information in all of them and they were each one point.

Keith Haring art work starter

In class we are going to start Keith Haring artwork. Here is a starter I did on the computer.

The making of Malena!

Today we went on a site called THE MAKING OF ME AND YOU. The link is there for you to go and look at some facts about yourself! If you can't read what I put below here they are

1. Oxygen is 61% of me.

2. I have 19.5 trillion cells

3. I have 5.0 million hair follicles

4. 70% of me is water

5. I have sneezed 5,221times.

Logo Design For Maths.

Maths-Design a logo.

In maths this week we have been designing a logo that has symmetry. I designed one for a dance studio called  'Dancing with the stars'. My slogan was

"5,6,7,8 Blast off!"

I found a picture of a dancing girl on the internet and the used her as my base. I then changed some things up when I drew her. 

My drawing shows symmetry. The mirror line is where the two girls toes meet.

Maori Body Parts

 Wahanga Tinana

We had to create a poster with some maori body parts on it. Below is my one!

Ode To My Ears

Success Criteria For Writing An Ode:

• Choose an ordinary place, object or thing✔
• Give your subject praise or thanks eg. Oh✔
• Speak directly to the object.✔
• Use descriptive vocabulary to bring the object to life (Personification).✔
• Use repeated lines.✔
• New idea, new line. ✔
• Simile??? ✔

ODE TO MY EARS

Oh, my stylish ears,

helping me to hear,

waggling on the side of my head,

waiting for a story to be read.

The music wafts inside you,

like bubbles that once flew,

you’re always listening to the sounds,

to the barking of my hounds.

Oh my, stylish ears,

You’ve been with me for years and years,

eavesdropping on my sister,

talking about someone who kissed her.

Maybe I could pierce you,

decorate with diamonds of blue,

but I’m pretty sure that it would hurt,

and a little bit of blood would spurt.

I thank you ears for helping me,

you’ll probably will die when I’m ninety three!

And I know you will always be there,

hidden underneath my unmanageable hair.


P- It was really simple!
M- It was hard to come up with rhyming words!
I- I had no idea that I could write an ode so easily!

Electronics

My Learning Journey at electronics started today. I found that the Get Ready Get Thru website says that we need a torch with spare batteries in our emergency kit. I am going to design and make a torch ready for an emergency.

Body Parts!

Yesterday, we had to make a body part out of plasticine. I worked with Kaitlynn, and we made intestines! It took us awhile t come up with what to make. We actually originally settled on lungs, and then at the last minute we changed it. Kaitlynn and I worked well together, as we had a job each but maybe next time we should decide on what we're doing first.

I wonder.....
-Where do the intestines lead?
- Do the lungs inflate and deflate when you breath in and out?

OUR INTESTINES!

Working Away! :-)

Term 2 Goals

I'm back at HNI at the start of term 2. I am so excited to see my teacher and my friends again, and I can't wait to do all the awesome activities this term! :-) 

I am going to stop Being so unsocial. I still havn’t made that many friends and I would like to have a  wide range of friends.

I am going to keep... Dancing!!! I have done dance festival and that really got me into dance. I want to dance in the production and also would like to go through in the dance festival to Hastings  Intermediate.

I am going to start... Practicing more!!! I always forget to practice my flute and end up not being very good!! Also, I have just started football and I want to be awesome at it!! And If I do end up doing dance, I will need to practice a lot. I am going to start... Playing lunch time sport! It is my fav sport  and I didn’t play last term!

Recount Writing This Term- ON TOP OF THE WORLD

Recently, my class has read The book ‘Boy’, a recount of Roald Dahl’s childhood. Our focus this term has been on recounts. We have written poems, stories and recently read a book called ‘Boy’, by Roald Dahl. It was a recount of his childhood and this was our inspiration for writing in past tense.

Below is a plan, my story and my self reflection

Idea:

Camp Kaitawa, hike to the top.

• Windy
• Rickety Platform
• Hats
• High
• Huge Valley
• Trees
• Leaves
• Scary
• Wooden platform
• Glow worms
• 6 people max

Vocabulary:

• Scattering
• Creaking
• Whipped
• Glowed

Success Criteria:

Hook the reader in.

Include the important information for the reader.

Includes the details so that the reader knows how we feel.

Past tense.

On top of the world

Have you ever stood on top of the world?

One dark and windy night, my class piled out of the cars and stood around, waiting for instructions. A person covered in multiple rain coats and beanies, emerged from the van.

“Number Off!” She yelled. A range of voices echoed through the night air.

“Perfect. Off we go!”  Trooping towards the bush, I stared upwards at the towering trees. My friend and I chatted while looking ahead to make sure we didn’t fall over. Tramping on, tiny pinpoints of light appeared before us. A hush fell over the group.

Then, the night exploded around as as the torches turned off. Glow worms covered the rock walls beside us. The stars spread across the night sky like glitter. I stared around in wonder, pondering how something could look so pretty. Caves of darkness would have looked menacing if not for the glow worms. The beautiful scene didn’t last long though. The teachers ushered us further up the track.

We were at the top. A warning sign loomed in front of us. ‘SIX PEOPLE MAX’. Everyone was in a line, staring at the old steps that led up to the rickety wooden platform. My friend and I shivered, not wanting to step onto it. Chatting, we watched the line dwindle down till we were almost at the front.

“Up you come!” Yelled Miss Hill. ‘Oh No! Please don’t let me fall off!’ I thought, gingerly putting a foot on the platform. I heaved myself up.

Boom! The wind smashed into me like bull. I grabbed my beanie just as it started to slip from my head. The platform was wobbling dangerously beneath my shaking legs. Slowly, I crept towards the edge. Grabbing the barrier to steady myself I peeked over the side. ‘No!’ I thought, ‘We can’t be this high up!’

Below me, all was a swirling, twirling mass of green trees. Thousands and thousands of bushes and plants waved wildly, a couple of hundred metres below me. The monstrous lake stretched out at the very bottom, whipped up the by the wind. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I backed away, scared out of my wits. I bumped into someone. I heard a voice say, “It’s O.K. You're not going over the edge.” Miss Hill must’ve sensed my fear. I decided not to look down again.

After getting down, my joints were still quivering with shock. It had been an amazing experience but it was definitely, the scariest part of my life!

Self Reflection

⭐  I think I did well doing my Introduction, Paragraphs, Conclusion.

⭐ I added lots of details and personal reactions.

💭 Challenge myself to use more advanced vocabulary.

ANZAC Tagul

Today we watched a short film called Jack and Tom. It was about two friends who fought together during  World War One. Here are some of the words that represent what ANZAC means to us today.

My Digital Mihi

This is my Digital Mihi. I created it using google maps. It shows my Mountain, River, Birthplace, Schools and special place. I hope you like it!

Picture Writing

Today for  our quick write we used Pic-lits to spark our imagination.

Lumsden Special Place Poem

Lumsden Poem

The smell of cooking fills the clean air and somewhere far

off a cow bell rings.

Bubbles fill the sink as the dishes splash into it.

Tiny ornaments twinkle in the swirly, coloured windows

and the taste of dinner fills your mouth.

Warm soapy water rests on your hands.

My place is like that.

Outside, the bushes are a maze.

Twisting turning shrubs blend with the brightly coloured flowers

and some old rusty chairs perch on the grass.

A badminton net rises tall in a clearing,

with racquets carelessly scattered beneath.

An old stone wall separates the garden

from black and white cows that roam up a grassy hill.

My place is like that

Clean, fresh air surges around you like a swarm of bees

and cows moo somewhere in the distance.

The old house stands tall and proud behind you,

your bare feet sink into the lush grass.

A sense of excitement  fills your body like adrenaline,

pushing you to explore.

My place is like that

The taste of bubblegum hangs around

the pink and blue bedrooms.

The steep stairs creak with the weight of plant pots

and old CDs fill the cupboards on the indoor balcony.

Music faintly plays in living room below.

Fluffy teddy bears dot the rooms,

like sheep in a field.

A sensation of home.

And Lumsden is like that.

This is my eye art for Lumsden

Quirky Quick Writes!

W.A.L.T Use our imagination to write on a variety of topics for 10 minutes each day.

22/2/16

Adding Detail

It was a stormy day, with fast winds rushing round me. The ground was almost a river and even my raincoat was soaked through. I pulled my hood down tighter as I struggled on. Thunder boomed overhead and my cat clawed me inside my coat. Lightning illuminated the sky, showing off the angry, grey clouds. Glancing behind, me I saw the funnel of extreme wind was gaining. Hopefully, it didn’t catch me.

29/2/16

Around The Corner

The trees swayed in the gentle breeze and ferns tickled the edge of the path. Crunchy gravel formed a line towards the best view I had ever seen.The path dropped steeply down a sheer cliff. Beyond that cliff was paradise. Waterfalls glistening in the sunlight. Small lakes reflected a giant rainbow in the sky. Mud huts decorated with flowers dotted the landscape and wooden bridges formed over tiny streams.

15/2/16

First person Moment

I bumped out of the truck, my leaves scattering beside me. What was happening? Why was I being dumped on the side of the road? Thump! I was dropped into a shallow hole and someone covered my legs with soil. I tried to move but I couldn’t. The truck drove off. Sighing, I looked around me. And stopped. There on the other side of the road was another young tree. He turned his to look at me. Our eyes were so wide, I thought they would pop. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever. It was like there where to invisible beams, shooting out from our eyes and entwining around each other. My arm started to reach across the road and so did his. We were both grinning, and just as we were about to touch, I felt the ground tug me back. No! Those stupid humans had prevented me from reaching the one and only thing I wanted. Love.

Apocalypse Scene Writing

W.A.L.T: Add detail to our writing to describe a setting.

Apocalypse Scene Writing, Outside

Dusty and abandoned, the playground sat quietly. Silent buildings rose tall, all around it.  Broken glass littered the ground next to a smashed window. The old roundabout squeaked as the wind spun it slowly. The old tree looked like a squashed spider, with dead branches splayed out. Sadness hung all around the playground, like a cloud of the thickest fog. Every single colour had been drained.

Apocalypse Scene Writing, Inside

The squeaky floorboards creak under the weight of a old bunk bed. Threadbare curtains floated around like slow ghosts. A tiny bench is littered with tools and other bits and pieces. The old rickety door hangs off it’s hinges. A wet patch of tea on the ground is decorated with tiny shards of china from a cracked tea cup. And, above all, an empty space lingered where an old tape had once sat on the mantel piece.

MY GREAT AUNTIE!!!!!

MY GREAT AUNTIE!!

My Great Auntie is a steam roller,

she is unstoppable.

Any problems,

she flattens them.

She chugs along like a super fast boat.

Not a moment of silence.

By Malena

This is my Portrait Poem. I had to include one simile and one Metaphor.

My Term 1 Goals For 2016

Hello! It is my first year at HNI and I am really excited! Below are my goals for the term and a Tagul (word cloud) containing my goals.

I am going to stop:

Being shy in class. I never get up and do anything in front of other people. I want to be able to perform and go to HNI idol.

I am going to keep:

Getting involved around the school. I hope to do kapahaka, orchestra, flute, hockey, soccer, HNI idol and much more.

I am going to start:

Making new friends. I have had some bad experiences with friends in the past. Mostly because I have stuck to a group of 3 or 4 kids. I want to branch out more.