How can I be an Advocate Kai Korero like Jesus?
I can be an advocate by listening and understanding people that are having rough times throughout their lives. I need to help them by being kind and giving them the support they need to build their courage and mana. I will look after the disabled people, as they do not have opportunities to do most things like everyone else. I can care for the elderly by giving them food and medical help if they are in need.
In room 8 we recreated a tragic scene from a book called Pennies For Hitler by Jackie French. My group chose the scene where the main character Georg had to try and fit into a suitcase, he had to go to his Aunt Miriam and stay with her for a while because he was a German citizen that was a Jew. During those days Germans believed that Jews were bad people, they made up rumors that Jews were poisoning their food and all other stuff. Our rationale for choosing this scene is it was the first thing that came to mind probably because it was so shocking It must have been hard for Georg separating from his family. The part I enjoyed was when I got to paint the work that my group made.
It feels like I am watching the whole world tear down, everyone in London hiding with fear and frustration trying to survive.
As I am watching people suffer and die falling to the floor with blood flowing like a stream out of their body, I am trying to find my Aunt Miriam. I don’t know whether she is alive or dead, captured or executed by the Germans, everything is just going wrong I am all alone in this big place that looks like a train wreck. Bombs flying down like a plane about to crash and people running around like little ants when humans try to squish them into little tiny watery bits of black pieces.
I have worn the same clothes for almost 2 days, people that I go past look so emaciated. I feel my skin going tight with blood that is slowly drying on my skin and clothes. I can still feel the guilt of not being able to help her as she was bleeding. She felt cold and looked as pale as a ghost, her lips as blue as the sky, and her eyes looking as black as night. I am walking through this fog of speckled dust, people screaming for help and weeping as I walk past. I feel like giving up, but I know I have to be strong for my family.
On the 15th of March I woke up excitedly and quickly got ready for Waka Ama ( canoeing ) I may or may not have forgotten about the Waka Ama so I came to school late, luckily I was right on time and saw that my class was still there when I had arrived. Oh boy I was relieved. I quickly changed, put on sun block and we all waited for the bus to arrive. Once the bus arrived, we all went into our own little pairs to sit next to each other. The drive was not that long but that is also the time when I started getting a bit nervous but never showed it. My mind kept on making up the worst things that could happen like what if I drown, or the boat flips over and I can’t swim in the deep, and all those other incredibly dangerous things that could happen to me. As soon as we got there we sat in four groups of five and sat in a line with our groups. As we got into our lines with our groups I start to see life jackets right next to the paddles. I start to feel a bit better but still feeling a bit anxious until I start hearing them talking about safety and saying that it is not possible for the boat to flip over and that made me feel relieved.
After our safety talk we combined 2 of our teams into one and did the same with the other team, then my team and our instructor went down to the wharf and saw 2 big beautiful boats waiting for us to hop in and paddle around the sea. We went one by one getting inside, and some had to hold on to the boat so it wouldn’t flow away. When everyone was in, we started paddling in time with the instructor, he also told us that when we paddle together it puts pressure and power on the boat so that it can boost itself to move. After a few paddles around the lake we decided to do a race. Each team came next to each other and started paddling. People in my team were rushing. We started to slow down and the others started catching up to us. My team lost, but there was another race back to where we started, we also lost on that round because we were too busy looking at the other team and seeing what they were doing instead of focusing on where we were going. The last race was when we had to paddle with our arms instead. Our team won that round, we were all happy and had another few rides around the lake and also picked up some plastic that we saw along the way. Later on we started playing in the water and had fun splashing and throwing water at each other.
Once we finished playing in the water, we all helped carry the canoes out of the water and put it on top of rolling tyres so that all we had to do was push the canoes into the garage where they belong. Once we pushed all the canoes in to the garage, we all went to shower and change so that we would be all dry and warm. We all said our thank you’s and quickly hopped into the bus and went back to school.
School is AMAZING! But let me tell you about my life,excluding all personal info, OBVIOUSLY!
As many of you may know, my name is Sulia.I am 11 years old going on to 12 this year. I am a NZ citizen but I come from Tonga. I have plenty of favourite things to do, so I am just going to break down some of them. 1. I love spending time with Family, 2. Playing the piano, which can also be a hobby and 3. Singing.
I play Rippa Rugby and am now training and learning how to play Volleyball and Netball. NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE 2nd MOST AMAZING PART… FOOD! IF DON’T ALREADY KNOW I LOVE FOOD. I love eating fries/chips but IF IT HAS TO BE HEALTHY I also love eating strawberries and GREEN grapes.
Family is the most important part, my dad teaches my brothers how to play rugby and also teaches me steps to get a try for my team in Rippa Rugby. On the other hand my mum teaches me how to bake and how to play Volleyball and Netball, I love my brothers but sometimes they make MY HEAD BURST INTO FLAMES! But… we apologise after… a day. or two. Just kidding.
Anyways that is all I am going to say about my life.
BUT THIS WILL NOT BE THE LAST TIME YOU’RE GOING TO READ SOMETHING FROM ME!
Here is another activity I did for art
Art:
This looks like a Mandala, the reason why I chose this art piece is because I love colouring in mandalas, it is just so satisfying filling in parts and other parts that are not coloured in properly.
Today I did something new, I did the Toa Samoa activity and I think that I did a pretty good job. 🙂
Here it is:
I have made a Google Slide to document my Summer Learning Journal, so each day I will blog each slide I do. So here is my first slide
Art:
So far I have done more than 5 coloured activities which were all done in the Christmas folder in the colouring Book, here are the pictures that I have done.
If you saw my pictures you could see 2 photos that was different to the others, it is because those pictures were in the folder Diwali. ( An Indian Occasion where they celebrate ) I would also see that I have coloured more pictures in the Christmas folders than others, it is because the year is getting closer to Christmas and I need to maybe publish a blog about Christmas.
Here is my first completed picture from the first activity
This picture was in the folder called Christmas, and I chose this picture because it looked like the easiest pictures I could do. I chose colours that were common to cats and the last cat is green because I thought I needed to make it a bit different.
Their mum explained that she was working for two weeks which is the whole holiday. As they were driving silently, they finally made it to their destination. Mia and Lucas got out of the car quietly and got out their suitcases sadley and went inside without saying a word to their mum instead of saying goodbye.
Their grandma welcomed them warmly and led them to their rooms. As they were walking around the house they found a little room that was locked, so they called their grandma and asked why the room was locked. Grandma said aggressively and nicely at the same time to never go into that one specific room, Mia and Lucas started to get suspicious but never thought of it again. UNTIL they heard a knock on the secret room but it was the first time they heard it so they ignored.
This is only half of my story from my project called ” Lifting a Line “. Lifting a Line is when you write a story, then you pick your favourite sentence and then publish it as the new start of your story. I will publish the rest of my story when I have finished the rest of the parts.😄