Reading

During our reading this week, we learned how to read in between the lines or in other words, learn to make inferences, and just like any other time we do a task at school, he had to make a DLO (Digital Learning  Object) To showcase our learning from the week.

And here is mine!

Narrative Writing Rubric

Alright, lets be honest, no one is going to read this, who would want to read about some random kids writing rubric? No one, but like, I kinda have to, or the teachers will be mad, and that's not very epic.

So, here it is I guess...

no seriously if you are reading this why?
this rubric thing

Gindaer readinG

For this week in Reading, I continued to learn about summarising as there was a goal I had yet to complete, so, I used the exact same slide template as last time (Except I removed the slides that corresponded to the goal I had already completed.) The goal I had yet to complete was "Identify at least one important idea and justify why it was important," With out further a dooooooo!

here... like... here it is
:)

Stem(athematics)

Woop-de-doo, Maths time! This week for Maths we continued to learn about rounding and compensating, a very simple maths strategy to learn if you want to get better at maths. Below is my task about what I learnt during the workshop. [ Yes, I know that the image is a bit cluttered, by its what I had to work with]

 What is your favourite Mathematics strategy?

Woah, who would have guessed eh? It's another writing task woooo-

Hey, so, this week around for writing we had to use a variety of sentence structures, beginnings  and lengths to give effect, for the create task we had to take sentences from our Narrative and revamp them to make them more engaging, I had to identify if it was a compound, complex, or simple sentence, then find out what the sentence started with.
I already had an advantage with this because I had already finished my narrative and had alot to choose from. 

 Here is my task for the week below.

Also, here is my narrative I have written, it is about an unnamed boy ending up in a mysterious box, unaware of where he is, near paranormal things begin to happen.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1P_1iqa1AbPYbbU1ys80EHQFozhPpR68GS__RYFXJ_Uc/edit?usp=sharing

Out of the sentences there, which change did you like?

Hey! More Writing!!

So, we had to write a Narrative, just like every other year we had to, so... uh... here it is? Enjoy!

Dark, stormy nights… they aren’t usually nice, but right now they’re okay.

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He didn't know how he got here, one second he was in his bed, waiting for the day ahead that would create a gateway into the winter holidays. Next thing he knew, he was locked in some rundown building that had no windows, no unlocked doors, and no one inside apart from him. One thing he definitely knew though, is that he was not anywhere near his neighbourhood.

Everything was silent, you could hear a piece of fabric fall a mile away, he hated silence, it never meant anything good. Not even some weird evil person had come to gloat at him like he’d seen in his comic books back home, he usually liked silence when he was at home, because he knew it was a safe place for him.

But when it is complete silence in a place you don’t even know where it is is a big no no. 

Sitting on the damp floor, he got up, looking around for at least some way out, a clue or something? But he never found it, he was just in some random concrete box in the middle of nowhere. But there had to be a way out, how would they get him in anyway?

Maybe they took out a small portion of the wall and then put it back in- wait! After looking around for what seemed like hours, he found something. A part of the wall was poking out just a bit, and the colour was lighter. He had played enough games to know what to do, he stepped back, and drove his heel into the wall. The piece of the wall fell out and he fell over with it, he landed on the ground, scraping his shin against the sharp edge.

“Dammit!” He shouted, “For g-” 

“Hey man, you okay?” He turned his head to spot a man standing right there, despite this place actually being in the middle of nowhere, he looked tall, messy brown hair and glasses, his frame was lean, with lazily put on clothes. He rubbed his eye’s a little bit, and the man disappeared.

“What on Earth…” He mumbled. He looked around, the plain was deserted, tingey yellow spread out on the land like butter, a small population of cacti could be seen, the green breaking up the bright ground. The place looked almost looked fake. he turned to look back to the building, but it was gone, he stepped back, 

“What in hell?!” 

He had been walking for god knows how long, until he realised, he had just walked into something, he looked up and it was… the sky?

He felt it, it was fake, the background was fake, he hadn’t heard anything for ages so the sound of fabric moving was nice, he grabbed a chunk of the fabric and sunk his teeth into it, ripping it out, he tore the rest of it away, and he was in another box.

But then, thunder cracked outside, and he heard the rain begin its attack on the roof overhead, this one had windows, he could see it was night.

He was going to have to stay here for a long time, and he was getting tired, so he lay down on the hard ground, and closed his eyes,

“Well, dark and stormy nights aren’t usually nice but,” He took a deep sigh, “This, this is fine.”

Writing yay! (I like writing :D)

So, I had to choose from a few prompts to write a short story about, so here it is! (CTRL+C, CTRL+V'd the whole story so the font is busted :/)

Esther never took herself to get lost in such a short amount of time, but here she stood, the dark green forest seemed like it could extend from Norway to Mongolia, she was a long way from home, Haiti was so much nicer than being stuck in the middle of Armenia, her hard light gloves had no more energy in them, the trudge from Albania to Myanmar would be long, but she at least hoped the gloves would at least last until Pakistan, right?

"Yeah... who would have thought? nice going Esther!" She muttered to herself in a harsh whisper, apart from her knee-high boots lodging themselves the ground beneath her, the only sound she could hear was the annoying buzzing of a creature she couldn't identify. Myanmar was the only place left on Earth that would welcome her anymore, her hard light creations could only hold up that bridge in Belarus for so long, it's not her fault! 

She could never prepare herself for something like this, she was only 21.

The- so-called -superhero from central America, she never liked the title of a superhero, she was just a girl that enjoyed helping people with her tech, right?

Saying that in her head makes her sound like a watered-down version of Ironman.

She could tell that it was getting night, the sun had fallen to the horizon, she wondered what would be next for her, would she be spotted and handed to authorities? Maybe she would starve, or dehydrate out here, god she hated this place, forests sucked, she never liked them.

Her messing up had only gotten worse over time, over four years.

First, it was in Bulgaria, then Turkey, then the Netherlands, Luxembourg... Then, what the public dubbed as, 'The Belarusian Bridge Incident', was the last straw for the governments of the world, they placed a bounty on her head, they all thought it was her intentions to fail and let hundreds of people die.

So, she marched forward, staring at the ground, getting out of Armenia, and to Myanmar would be hard but she was still optimistic... Kinda, but she still had a problem, she was still lost.

Woah... another reading task! :o

Yup, another one, I told ya, anyway here it is! I have taken the text from Google docs, which is where I had written it.

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Light Between Words
February, 1944.“This is how an air raid begins: in the dead of night, with the silence and normality shattered by the banshee wail of a siren,”-The sense here is hearing, evident by the phrase “Shattered by the banshee wail of a siren,” further backed up by using the noun, ‘Silence’.
A young girl is awoken by the screeching alarm. She thinks for a second, she gasps as her eyes widen in realisation of what it means, it’s an air raid.~ ~ ~“I roll out of bed and Phillipa’s already on her feet cross from me, white faced and holding out her hand,”-Sight, it is made clear that the sense here is sight with the author writing that Phillipa is white faced, and we are in the perspective of the main character.
ImageA young girl staring at her sister, both frantic, but unmoving, their faces paled, as the siren blares, it is only a ringing in their ears to them, as their conversation is silent, but both are screaming.~ ~ ~“She pulls me close, as if her every pressure can protect me from all danger,”-The sense in the text is touch, the part of the text that says, “, as if her every pressure-” Is implicating that she can feel (Touch) her sister’s tight squeeze around her.
ImageBombs are going of around them, the siren still stabbing at their eardrums, the elder sister pulls the younger one close into a tight hug, the straining on her clothes visible as her sister reciprocates the same action, the elder sisters taller height allows her to bury her face into the youngers hair, as their father is frantic about the mother's absence.~ ~ ~

Yet another strays into play.

Hello yes! This is another reading create task! There is going to be alot of Maths, Writing, and Reading tasks littering this page so beware!
Anyway here it is!

Reading create task

In Reading this week we had to learn about summarising to tick off all 3 of the summarising goals we have to do, here is my task below

Maths Create Task

So for Maths this week we were learning proportional adjustment, or doubling and halving, and other variations of  it!

- Task  - 

My Writing Create Task

Alright, uh... hi? I haven't posted here in three months so I'm going to try to get as many out to do with my school work in this short amount of time as possible, I might not be able to get them all out but... hey, I'm no mastermind at Blogger, I have never claimed to be or probably ever will be.

But with that all out of the way, here is my Writing Create Task!