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Monday, July 20, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Speech Assessment 2009
Speech Assessment 2009.Topic: Celebrities Privacy Rights
Time: 3.01
Date Presented: 20th May 2009
Score: 85/100
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Matariki Report
Matariki Report
During Matariki, we celebrate the beginning of a new year,new cycle of life and give respect to the land we live on.. It’s also about remembering those who are no longer with us and celebrating their life.
Matariki is a small cluster of seven stars that signify the Maori New Year. Also Known as the Seven Sisters and Pleaides (Greek). It translates as Mata Riki ‘Little Eyes’ or Mata Ariki ‘Eyes of God’.
Matariki had faded out of everyone’s mind, up until about 10 years ago. Now, Matariki is celebrated all over New Zealand and is becoming more popular and common.
Matariki disappears at the end of May. It then reappears in our skies at the beginning of June. Matariki is visible to the naked eye just before dawn. Traditionally a lookout was posted to watch for pre-dawn rise of Matariki.
If the stars are hazy and faint a lean season will follow. If the stars are bright and clear a warm season will be ahead.
Matariki has many legends. Different tribes have their own stories about Matariki. One of the legends is that the children of light were taken from there parents and placed into the sky.
As part of a nationwide involvement, Pukekohe Intermediate is holding their own celebrations. They have planned a Matariki Enrichment to be held every Thursday afternoon this term. A Ki-O-Rahi tournament has been organised for week 10 which wil be a school wide house competition. Kapa Haka will be Performing at Franklin:The Centre. There is also a dawn ceremony to be held at Pukekohe Hill.
Nowhere else in the world see’s the sky as we do. Our new year is marked by Matariki and the sighting of the next New Moon!
By Danelle Cox
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Narrative
As I awoke from my damp cold room, I felt a shiver crawl up my spine. I slipped on my raggy old clothes and walked to mum in our small kitchen. Living at sea is not a life I want to live.
Ever since mum and dad got divorced life had been rough. Me and Mum are still struggling to survive on our shipwreck boat. Mum fishes for our food day and night. It's the same meal all the time. But I cant complain. I know I have more than most people have. I have a wonderful mum. She has taught me the facts of life. She has taught me to love and to be loved. She has given me a home. Well, a boat.
As life goes on I see my mum get restless and the boat start to rust. I'm worried. I'm scared. I wonder if I will survive. There's no hope of us living on land again. Everybody thinks we are dead. And I never hear from dad. He probably thinks we are dead is well.
That night when I went to bed, I dreamed about life as a rich kid. Nice clothes, big bedroom and an awesome house. Life would be worth living. I then woke from my dream as I felt the boat shake. I moved myself onto the deck and looked out to the dark night sky. I saw the moon light simmer on the rough sea.
As I crawled back into my tatty bed, I felt a cold liquid run through my toes. I looked down to my feet to see water filling up the boat. I quickly approached mum and woke her up. The boat kept sinking more and more. By now the water was up to our chests. There was nothing we could do. We were in the middle of no where and we couldn't swim to shore. It was nowhere to be seen.
As the boat hit the bottom of the ocean, mum started to cry. She said she will always love me whether we make it or not. We saw the sunrise at the crack of dawn the next morning. We were tired, we were cold and we were sore. All night we had struggled to keep a float. We had no idea of where to go or what to do next.
As the days past mum and I got skinnier and the water got colder. Mum and I knew we weren't going to survive. At that moment we saw a fin cross the waters, approaching me and mum. We were scared and terrified. But as the sea creature rose from the water we realised it was not a shark but it was a bottle nosed dolphin.
Mum and I had no experience with dolphins but we climbed onto the dolphins back. The dolphin bolted through the rough water as fast as a cheater to the washed up shores of Byron Bay. As I jumped off the dolphin for the first time in years I felt the smooth sand squish through my toes. This was the beginning of my new life. On land!
Ever since mum and dad got divorced life had been rough. Me and Mum are still struggling to survive on our shipwreck boat. Mum fishes for our food day and night. It's the same meal all the time. But I cant complain. I know I have more than most people have. I have a wonderful mum. She has taught me the facts of life. She has taught me to love and to be loved. She has given me a home. Well, a boat.
As life goes on I see my mum get restless and the boat start to rust. I'm worried. I'm scared. I wonder if I will survive. There's no hope of us living on land again. Everybody thinks we are dead. And I never hear from dad. He probably thinks we are dead is well.
That night when I went to bed, I dreamed about life as a rich kid. Nice clothes, big bedroom and an awesome house. Life would be worth living. I then woke from my dream as I felt the boat shake. I moved myself onto the deck and looked out to the dark night sky. I saw the moon light simmer on the rough sea.
As I crawled back into my tatty bed, I felt a cold liquid run through my toes. I looked down to my feet to see water filling up the boat. I quickly approached mum and woke her up. The boat kept sinking more and more. By now the water was up to our chests. There was nothing we could do. We were in the middle of no where and we couldn't swim to shore. It was nowhere to be seen.
As the boat hit the bottom of the ocean, mum started to cry. She said she will always love me whether we make it or not. We saw the sunrise at the crack of dawn the next morning. We were tired, we were cold and we were sore. All night we had struggled to keep a float. We had no idea of where to go or what to do next.
As the days past mum and I got skinnier and the water got colder. Mum and I knew we weren't going to survive. At that moment we saw a fin cross the waters, approaching me and mum. We were scared and terrified. But as the sea creature rose from the water we realised it was not a shark but it was a bottle nosed dolphin.
Mum and I had no experience with dolphins but we climbed onto the dolphins back. The dolphin bolted through the rough water as fast as a cheater to the washed up shores of Byron Bay. As I jumped off the dolphin for the first time in years I felt the smooth sand squish through my toes. This was the beginning of my new life. On land!
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