To include more paragraphs into writing
To focus my talking on the learning we are doing in class
To make the best choice for high school next year
Welcome to my learning portfolio. I go to Burnham School - Te kura o Tiori and am in Room 5. This portfolio shows some of the work I am most proud of. Please join my journey and provide me with positive feedback.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
The Concrete Jungle
After 65 years it was time for the chimpanzee to return back to his home planet. He was awaiting his arrival. While he rested his ship was getting closer and closer back to his home.
As he breaks through the atmosphere and his ship's parachute flys out, he sees the devastating condition of what was once a city. He sees rubble of homes and office buildings from above. He sees vines taking over houses and trees growing through the cracks of roads. He sees decaying wooden homes. He notices some cars in the middle of the highway with their doors open, bushes over growing them. The earth was an unforgiving jungle of rubble.
The earth was a vast silent deserted jungle of concrete. It was silent other than the odd tumbling of pebbles. He could hear his own heart beating in time with his foot steps. He had the airy feeling of a pair if peeping eyes watching over him. He thought that he was the last one alive on this planet, he was right.
Sadness and loneliness filled his mind as he walked across the cracked, dusty ground.
As he breaks through the atmosphere and his ship's parachute flys out, he sees the devastating condition of what was once a city. He sees rubble of homes and office buildings from above. He sees vines taking over houses and trees growing through the cracks of roads. He sees decaying wooden homes. He notices some cars in the middle of the highway with their doors open, bushes over growing them. The earth was an unforgiving jungle of rubble.
The earth was a vast silent deserted jungle of concrete. It was silent other than the odd tumbling of pebbles. He could hear his own heart beating in time with his foot steps. He had the airy feeling of a pair if peeping eyes watching over him. He thought that he was the last one alive on this planet, he was right.
Sadness and loneliness filled his mind as he walked across the cracked, dusty ground.
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Term 2 Goals
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Kiwiana Art
Family history
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