Zoe's cold task, its so cold it hasn't even had time to defrost yet.

 In class this term we have been writing a Narrative's, this is my "cold task. " A cold task is what we can write in 30 mins.

 After I was finished with my cold task I went and did a self-assessment where I set my writing goals and work on it to make it better. I am working on learning figurative language and show not telling in my writing.

COLD TASK TERM 2 2022 NARRATIVE 

Write a narrative, this could be a story your make-up or a whanau story you retell. 

Name: Zoe Crichton 

Picher this Acland 2024 you’re at the Zoo with your two best friends Emma and Rose. You're hiding from the animals that have escaped from their enclosures and are roaming the Zoo. Well, that was me, Sophia. Myself and my friends thought it would be a good idea to go to the grand opening of the new Zoo. Let me tell you the crazy story… 

So it was around 9:00, 9:30 ish in the morning. The air was crisp and fresh there was a soft wind gently caressing our hair as we walked up to the entrance. Emma was telling us about his massive folbea of spiders as we gingerly walked to the front desk. “They are just so gross they have so many legs and for what reason!” 

After 2 hours of looking at many, many animals and getting a lifetime of selfies it was time to see the lions. Roes was getting really excited at this point, hir dad was one of the keepers and was the one doing the feeding show But. just as we were turning a corner we heard the announcement “ Hello everyone the Zoo is going into lockdown I repeat we are going into lockdown go and hied, this is not a drill! “

 

"Forgive and you will be forgiven." I think we can all use this message.

 In class, we have been learning about forgiveness. We read a story about a man called Ngakuku and how he forgave a man who killed his daughter. here is my reading response

My reflection

I think I have learned how to truly forgive. And the only way you can truly forgive is with God's help. 

My Survival Novel Response

 In class, we have been reading a book called Hatchet. We had to write a reading response about what we think the author's message is. This is my draft so it may have some mistakes in it.

The book Hatchet is a fictional survival story about a 12-year-old boy called Brian. He was going to see his dad in a little plane when the pilot has a heart attack. Then the plane crashes in the middle of the Canadian wilderness. Brain has to survive by himself until someone comes to save him. 

I think that Gary Paulsen ( the author ) is trying to tell us the readers that even if your in a bad situation you should always find the good in it and not make things harder by having a bad attitude. The reason I think this is because in the book Brian is in one of the worst situations anyone could ever be in. But he is still getting on with his life he is not making a big fuss and sitting in a corner crying. At the start of the story just after the crash, he is hurt and in so much pain but he still made a shelter and found food. 

Another thing I think Gary is trying to tell us is that you can't just rely on your family your whole life you have to learn how to be independent. Altho it is good to have some seport you have to do some things on your own. In the story, Brian had no one to help him. He had to get his own food, he had to build his own shelter and he also had to make his own fire. The only thing he had was a Hatchet his mother gave him, a little Cave where he had made a shelter and a lake to help him.

To finish up Hatchet is mostly about Brian and all of the many challenges he went throw. I also think that Gary is trying to tell us that no matter the situation you can always find the good in it and crying or feeling bad for yourself is not going to help.

       

Probability work

 

Story time - by Zoe

this term I have been learning about showing not telling and punk

I am still working on it. 

The hidden world 

Orientation: setting and character

It was noon, the day had been scorching hot and the heat waves covered the abandoned city. Looking around, all I could see was an endless amount of green trees, vines and grass scattered around the ghost town.  As I walked through what was left of the old science lab The wind blew soft against my rosy cheeks. As I walked all you could hear were my scuffed-up leather boots on the mossy ground 

As the sun started to settle in for the night, I started to wonder what happened to mum, dad, Emma and baby Luka, are they ok, where are they? Are they still alive? It had been 6 years since I had seen them. 

Anxiety started creeping up on me, so I went for a walk that seemed to be the only thing I do now. Go on walks just me and my never-ending questions. Then I had an idea what if I went to look for my family, what if I left all this ruin behind? The only thing stopping me will be the wall. But that won’t stop me. I ran to my shelter ( my old house ) grabbed my food and bag, and ran. 

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I was so excited to see my sister Emma, she was my best friend. Just the thought of seeing my family made me start to tear up. Finally, I got to the wall. I threw my bag over it and started the climb I fell, the next attempt I fell again, “the third time’s a charm” I said to myself. Then I fell and scraped my knees one started to bleed but I paid no attention to that. The more times I tried, the more I was determined to get to my family. Then after what felt like forever I got over the wall, grabbed my bag, looked up and then I saw what looked like the amazon. I was so stunned that I fell backwards in shock. It looked glorious never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would see something so magnificent

 

All the lushes green vegetation hugged me as I walked through the jungle. It was now pitch black in the sky the only glimmer of light was the moon and stars. The next morning hot and humid I ate some of my food and started to walk. My heart was pounding with excitement,

Then I saw it - a clearing! Then a house and one more house it was a city. The tears started pouring out I ran into the city. And sow her MUM! 

My Courage poster

 I like this quote because you can get a burst of courage at any time. 

My narrative writing goals

 My Writing Goals 

Not yet	Developing	Got it!

My story flows and I use punctuation for effect
I have an interesting hook
I have good organisation (paragraphs help reader with the orientation, problem, complication, solution)
I have used , . ?!  correctly within direct speech
I have short sentences for impact and longer sentences to build detail
I have used wow words (verbs, adjectives, nouns)
I have figurative language ( simile, metaphor, idiom personification)
I mostly use show not tell
I have a wide variety of  sentence starters
I have a 2A, double ly; de;de;  simile; verb, person sentence; 3 ed; emotion word, sentence; P.C sentence. ( comment on them)
I can give, and respond to, peer and teacher feedback to improve my work and my friend’s.
My writing goals are...
To have some personification and good sentence structure.