Enviro Day

Enviro Day

I am aware of how to write for an audience and Support the main with detail and comment.

There I was, waiting at the bus shelter for the people to help.

I was at school, Friday the 24th of July we were waiting for the 25 people to help with our Enviro Projects. At least two people from each class came to tell about the Enviro Project we were going to do. Our part was putting the pavers out in the doorways of the Chicken Shed.

A few minutes before 10:00 we met at the bus shelter. They got off the bus and had a long talk about life and safety, then. We introduced ourselves and the people talked about some stuff including enviro things.

Mrs Waite told us to spread out with the one person that we were with (I was with Jordan.) Then the people chose which group they wanted to be in. Me and Jordan got two ladys. I felt very nervous.

Finally it was time to go to the chicken shed we sprinted. We discussed what we were going to do first and last. The first thing we needed to do is shovel the sand out of the trailer and on the place where we were going to put the pavers and then straightened, so the sand was smooth and so the pavers were the right level. I tasted the sand in the mouth because of all the shoveling.

We had to use two trailers of sand because the sand was not the right level. So Caleb's grandad went to pick up more sand from the quarry a while down the road. (While we were waiting for the sand we were puting pavers in piles, so when the sand came it was ready for laying down on the sand.)

Then finally the sand came, as the the shoveling was non stop (well not really,) the wheelburrow was going back and fourth dumping sand off. It was time to put the pavers on they were very heavy. 

At 3:00 the pavers were done, it really looked like a palace. It looked as if the whole place was finished (but not quite.) It was time to head back to class but before that we had a photo and a 'thank you for doing it.' Now it was time to head back to class I was happy and tired.

My Dream of Jobs

My Risk is: to explain why we want the job and why.

  

              

                                           My Dream of Jobs

A Vet, I want to be a vet because I care for animals and I love them, and if I were a vet I would want them to get better.


A SPCA person, because of the animals they are adorable and cute. And I would want care for them.

A Scientist, because I have an interest of looking at the night sky and trying to solve things that is very confusing and hard.

A Teacher, because in class I learn a lot of things and I want to teach other kids that stuff. 

A Farmer, animals are my most beloved things and I live on a farm. 

A Artist, because I draw a lot of things at home (I just want to get better at art.)

A Technology Creator, me and my friend Emma wanted to make a technology called SMILE, so I want to improve it.

A Tool Maker, because you make, sell it, make money and use it. I have an interest of making tools out of recycled them.

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A Wild Animal Explorer, because I adore                                       
animals they make me want to cuddle them.

A Builder, because if I had a few flatmates I could build a Mansion for us to live in. 

Shark Attack

Goal: to use feelings and descriptive words.

Shark Attack

DRAFT ONE:

There I was floating on my board relaxing in the sunlit ocean, feeling the heat on my back. Until suddenly! Something was attached to my leg, I spun around and saw a humongous g-g-gr-great white sh-sh-sh-shark!! I started kicking, thrashing and punching trying to get away. I threw myself off my board and paddled away, every few seconds I looked over shoulder to see if the shark was still coming at me, it turned out was following me. Feeling panicked my 
swimming got slower instead of fast because I was panicking. I heard this roar (I thought it was the sharks tummy) instead it was two jet skis and a rescue boat coming to save me, I still felt a little shaky as I scrambled on the boat and 
headed to the shore. Now that I was safe on shore I was sure that I was never going to surf again.


DRAFT TWO:

There I was floating on my board relaxing in the sunlit ocean, feeling the heat on my back. Until suddenly! Something was attached to my leg, I spun around and saw a humongous g-g-gr-great white sh-sh-sh-shark!! I felt panicked even more than anyone else, I started kicking, thrashing and punching trying to get away. I threw myself off my board and paddled away, every few seconds I looked over shoulder to see if the shark was still coming at me, it turned out was following me. Feeling panicked my swimming got slower instead of fast because I was panicking. I heard this roar (I thought it was the sharks tummy) instead it was two jet skis and a rescue boat coming to save me, I still felt a little shaky as I scrambled on the boat and headed to the shore. Now that I was safe on shore I was sure that I was never going to surf again.