Finding The Weapon Of Life

BANG!!! The kings horse tripped up on a root in the never ending forest being chased by Darth Vader’s guards.  They called them the Storm Troopers.  The King called William was trying to get his professor back that the dark side had captured and had great memories in him.  He did get to free him and he go away safely but no;w they were trying to capture him.  He remembered what his professor gave to him in the kings room.  The professor said “keep this do not let any other human being touch this.  It will give you all the power you have ever imagined ”.

“The horn”he remembered as he snatched it out of his belt.  Honk!!!”Ho hee thats a bit loud for a horn what's going to happen now”? He wondered.  He stopped his horse hoping the storm troopers weren't behind him he couldn't see them anywhere.  He looked up thinking they might be there but how? He saw some horses flying up in the distance.  He rubbed his eyes to see if he was dreaming but he wasn't there was actually tiny little horses with tiny white dots on them.  Wow that certainly helps a lot.  No wonder my professor said to keep the horn safe.  

Who cares about them now and I guess the dark sides emperor will need to choose some new gardes.  He saw a humongous mansion with horns playing.  I’ll go have a look he thought.  He went up to the mansion and there was a huge gate.  “I’ll leave the horn with you. Keep it safe. I’ll try to get some bandages for your leg too”he said to his horse.  “I might want to be a little careful from now on in”he said. he went in watching in all directions.  There didn't seem to be anyone around. Maybe they were all up in one room right at the tippy top he thought.

The horns were getting louder and louder as he got further and further up the stairs.  He kept getting more tired every step he took.  Finally he got up to the top sneaking around.  It was a long hallway as far as you could imagine.  he was running as quiet as he could. his face was so red he thought it would blow up and he was sweating so much that he thought his face was going to become water. he could finally see the end with a little door there.  He was getting closer to the the door every step he took.  he finally got up to the door.  He put his hand out in front of him.  “Wait no” he thought.

He put hand back down by his side and put his ear up by the door softly making sure he didn't bang his head against the door because he could get caught.  he was trying to listen to them but he couldn't because there was a open window somewhere.  The wind kept getting louder.  He tried to feel where the wind was coming from.  It was coming from behind him.  He turned around and all he saw was a white type robot.  Oh its you the super battle droid.  Right now I wish I had my sword he thought.  “Now I must kill you because you know the secrets of the dark side” the droid said.  “I wasn't I promise I was trying to but”he said “not buts ok” the droid said.  He thought he would give him a punch yea but no.  what about the horn. Oh no I left it in the bush with my horse. need something much harder than a fist.  He saw the window just next to the droid but it had bars like at jail.  He might be able to pull one out pretty fast fast enough so the battle droid doesn't have enough time to shoot me.  I’ll be lucky if i get to pull it of.  Ok here goes.  He jumped and  snatched out the pole with all his might and smashed the droid hard.  I’ll chuck him out the window.  BANG.  The droid slammed down on the ground like a rocket.  

He hid behind the door just incase they heard the noise from the battle droid.  He heard footsteps stamping down on the ground and as soon as he knew it there was a ton of people coming out of the door with all their swords, knives and all sorts of weapons.  He snuck in there where they were before  and there was just a huge gold weapon and there was a piece of paper lying next to it.  I’ll take the paper but not the weapon.  It will be a bit heavy for my horse.  He looked down on the manchon from out the window and saw  heaps of stones hanging out of the mansions wall.  “That will be a safe way to get down”.  He whispered.  He put the paper from next to the weapon in his belt where the horn was.  He jumped down from the windowsill onto the first brick that was slipping out of the manchon. he go down safely but had a few slips here and there.  He turned out to have a great time.

Maths Test

This is my maths test results for this week.  Monday to Friday.
We first had to open up a spreadsheet on our drive and write down Monday,Tuesday,Wednesday,Thursday and Friday on the first row.  Then on the second row we put down the percentage out of twenty.  we highlighted it, and right clicked  and went on to graff. Hopefully you can find your way from there.  It is eraser than you think.  I hope you have a good day

mountain goat

Mountain Goats.

Mountain goats are white fluffy animals that like to be up in the high ranges.

The mountain goat family are very close relatives to goats, but they are not really in the goat family, they are in the antelope family.  They are mammals.

Mountain goats have two layers of fur.  Their fur turns yellowish in winter and the second layer falls off in summer.  They have two layers on their hooves as well as their fur.  They have soft pads on the first  layer of their hooves then a hard pad on the second layer. The edges are harder than the middle because they use them for digging into hard rocks or ice.  They have a long face with a little beard at the end on their chin.  Mountain goats have black curly horns with a short tale like a sheep.

Mountain goats can get up from six foot to two meters high.Their shoulder  height is 3 to 3.5 foot . Their length can get up to an amazing five feet long.mountain goats weight can get from 45.3 kg to 136 kg.

Mountain goats live from the north-western United States to Alaska. Mountain goats live on high rangers where there is lots of snow fall and it is about 8000 ft above sea level.

Mountain goats are very special to Alaska and can be very lovable creatures once you get to know them so please don't go hunting for them.

The Bush Tramp

The bush tramp

Bang!!!! My mum dumped a humongous pile of leaves, branches and supple jack next to a old shaggy tree where twigs had been blown down by the strong winds onto soft muddy ground. We were at our unties mums batch with our cousins.  My mum and I were collecting up all the leaves  and twigs from the tree that fall down before we got here.we were collecting it all up into one big pile and the big pieces we used for firewood. we started putting all the twigs and leaves onto our little dump that we had made. we tried bouncing on the dump to squish it all down, and we found  that it was a little bouncy. We snapped a few sticks off the tree and put them on to make it even more bouncy. It slowly got bigger and bigger.We added a few more bamboo on and another layer of leaves to cover the bamboo just to give it a finishing touch.

My House

My House

lounge 55m

Toilet 8m

laundry 8m

my room 34m

sisters room 46m

mum and dads room 20m

dining room 15m

kitchen 19m

I added them all up and it made 205

Dad

Dad

“If you be good this week I might take you hunting” my dad would say. My dad has dirty black short scruffy hair, he is 6 feet tall,has green eyes and his hands are as big as dinner plates.  He has light yellow teeth with light tan skin. Every morning he gets his work shirt on with a singlet underneath if it’s cold. He wears some dark blue shorts and although he comes home smelling like sweat he showers every day.Sometimes he can get really angry like when he gets sick of telling us to do the same thing all the time.

He always tells us to do the same thing all the time. It is sad that we can not play with him time because he is always working which is sad. He can get really angry and grumpy sometimes   because we don’t listen to him. When  we are on special occasions like going to the beach he is really nice to us by buying us ice creams.  

When we go hunting my dad normally leads the way because it is pitch black, we don't use torches because it will scare the deer away. We can not see and there might be a hole or a big mud puddle. You just never know. I am always getting ready for an dangerous adventure. We always get back to the tent late because we are only focused on shooting a deer.We whisper to each other because we think we see a deer and we cheek it with the scope which are kind of like a pair of binoculars.

Whenever my dads friend Tim comes over you can really spot his interests are. Whenever my dad and tim are skinning the deer I always get my pocket knife out and ask if I can help but sadly it never works. A couple of days ago three of our guns got stolen but now he has one good gun that is worth all three of the guns .Now he tries harder not to lose this one we have this cup that

My dad tresures really well. he says there are only about 20 in the north island“

Come on cam lets go hunting because you have been good this week.” He says happily

Art

Art

This term Mrs Morton came to teach us art. we learnt how to do lots of different skills with painting and drawing. for painting we learnt smooth/even,dry brush,glaze/wash,outline and blending. We also learnt how to go from shade-dark to tint-light.For drawing we did quite a lot of different textures that we knew like thin/thick lines, straight lines, wavy,dark,light,hatching, cross hatching, detail, form and atmosphere. one we had finished learning all that we painted a painting of the mountains. Mrs Morton painted a demonstration for us and here is what my painting looks like