Learning this week

This week I have learned:

1. Some maths information
2. Information about the 1936 Berlin Olympics
3. A small amount of info about the Rainbow Warrior
4. The main periods in the Evolutionist Theory of natural history

The Berlin Olympics will make a difference by giving me information so I can complete my 'Does Sport Connect Or Divide?' presentation. Everything else will not be helpful until I have more information.

Max.

What's going on?

Hello again. Once again, sorry about the big post gap. These past few weeks have been pretty good for me. My hockey team's in the semis this evening, and I'm REALLY NERVOUS! I did well in the speeches (at least, better than last year). My teacher told me he was really pushing for mine and mine would've made it, but UNFORTUNATELY it was far too long. 7 minutes... WHEN SPEAKING SLOWLY! But I went to the finals for entertainment. My friends Andrew and Anna tied first for the Yr 8's, so I'm happy. Did a fixture 2 days ago. We didn't win either of them, but we played much better than in the second one than the first one. Both schools were girls only. I was aggressive and shut people down, which is what we were aiming for, so more happy. I've got four lines in the school Opera, Half A Sixpence, which hasn't been performed in NZ before. LOTS OF HAPPY! Schoolwork is getting a bit tight, but I'll manage. Little bit now, little bit later and BOOM! All done! So yeah, school's good, I'm good, family is good, and everything is turning up roses.

Till next time (which HOPEFULLY will be a much shorter gap away).

Max.

Successes (LOTS)

So I've had lot's of successes this term and last term:

1. Second in the NZ National Lit Quiz
2. Distinction in ICAS
3. Achiever's Bar at school
4. Lit Quiz badge at school
5. 1st in class
6. Top 8 in the Elsie Locke writing competition

So yeah, so far I'm having a good term. What I'm aiming for next is Head Boy.

Max.

Weekly book recommendation - Week 5

Book: Mortal engines.

Mortal Engines is set after the Sixty Minute War, a nuclear war that turned the ground to mud and killed all flora and fauna. Major cities are now Traction cities, huge tank-like machines that get their supplies by eating other Traction cities! The skies are filled of traders in their airships, the HQ of which is Airhaven. There are other cities too, normal ones. These are part of the Anti-Tractionists. America is now called the Dead Continent, as all life there was eradicated by the Sixty Minute War.

Rating on the Awesomeness scale: 9/10

Boy book or girl book: Mostly boy, but it depends what you read.

If you want this book, send an email to me in the evening and I'll bring you the book tomorrow.




                                                             
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Weekly question week 5

Congrats to Ben Grant with the first correct answer to last week's question. This week's question is:

What is the Latin word for the first day of the week?
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Weekly question

The rules for this are quite simple: The first person to answer this question correctly wins. I will not reveal the answer until the next question is given.

The question for this week is this: What is the most dangerous type of mammal in Africa?
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Survivor Extract

Hey guys, sorry about the big gap between posts.

During the holidays I went on a 4-day writing camp with famous author Brian Falkner. During that camp we were taught how to write like authors. I have been editing my piece from that camp. Here is an extract from my story. If you would like the full piece please send an email to me asking me to share it with you.

As they crossed the bridge, Tom and Gray started to have to dodge rubble from the city, chunks of concrete and the remains of cars. These ancient husks began to grow in number the further they ventured into the city. Even stranger were they eerie buildings, empty and crumbling. These were the places the creatures slept, hives of monsters packed into ancient ruins. Unfortunately, these ‘skyscrapers’, as the surviving history books called them, were also the best places to find Old Tech.

Gray separated from Tom at Donaldson Crescent, planning to locate a rival gang’s base at the Jackson playground so they could organise an attack. Tom kept jogging for about fifteen minutes, then entered the ‘supermarket’, as the history books called them.

Tom was aware of the creature as he entered the supermarket, peering around the corner before warily creeping around the corner. He was right to do so, as the ghastly being was curled up on a toppled fridge.  

The creature was vaguely human, but it had oily black armour and looked more insect than man. It’s tail was tipped with a stinger that had made deep scratches on the concrete.

“Freaking hell.” Tom felt his skin crawl and resisted the urge to run and hide. He held his breath as he sneaked forwards, blade in hand. Suddenly he lunged, and before he realised the knife was embedded in the beast’s head, pus and black blood leaking out of the wound. The creature screamed, a rasping shriek that echoed through the abandoned building. Tom winced, certain that he’d probably woken up every single creature on the block. He pulled out the knife and wiped it, removing the gore before returning it to his pack. He pulled out his radio and called Gray.



Remember: If you want the full piece, please send me an email.