Gridiron Tramp
It's Saturday morning and I have just had the longest night of my life. I woke up at 5:30am to wake Dad and Mitchell, but Dad said go back to bed and wake up at 6:30am, now that was on long and painfull wait, but 6:30 finally came around I got to wake Dad and Mitchell up, they got up and we milked the goats had showers, packed our packs said goodbye to Mum and soon we got up to Flora car park.
We signed in, and soon we were off up to Whiskey Creek where my Poppa used to always stop for a drink. So we have a drink to remember him, we had an invigorating drink and I must say that mountain water is the best water you can ever get, not like this filtered town water.
We got up to Flora Saddle and then we soon arrived at Flora Hut and a tramping group were redoing the roof. They were taking off the iron and cleaning it all up so we just left them to it, and carryed on to Gridiron. We had a few stops at some streams, had a nibble and crossed the swing bridge.
Mitchell had a stick pointing up from his pack and there was this bar going over the start of the bridge, he went under the first one but the second one he forgot to duck and Dad said "don't say anything", he suddenly stopped and we laughed. Then we left there and tramped on to the Gridiron Gulch, the big entrance to Gridiron, used to keep cattle in there.Then we headed on to have a squiz at the Upper Gridiron Hut, we had a look up at that one, all it was is a hut built into the rock, it had a potbelly stove, an awesome swing chair, an outside fire pit and three bunks. We got to Lower Gridiron, we had some lunch, and put our sleeping bags up top. Some girls came and two parents, the girls were really noisy. They made our Mahana girls look quite. Some other people came, a Dad and a girl and they were quiet nice. Then it came to tea time which was potato flakes, peas and sausages and that was scrummy.
To sum it all up we had a good time and the people were quite nice, we came home, and it was so nice to be home. We also had our nice Ginger Beer that we forgot to take up.
By Lawson
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Ella's Book Review;
Judy Blume
Double Fudge; Book Review
I Read
DOUBLE FUDGE this year….. I Got hooked at the start because a boy called Farley
Drexel Hatcher is obsessed with money, It all started when Farley asked his
brother one night; “Pete?”
“How much
would it cost to buy New York?” And all he really can reply is; I don’t know?
Why would you ask such a stupid question?
I found out
that a book is more exciting near the end because they met their long lost
cousins and one was even named Farley Drexel Hatcher! They also got stuck in an
elevator in their apartment! What a Catastrophe! I also have the next book
called SUPERFUDGE too! I can’t wait to start reading that! I am only borrowing
these books from a Friend but if anyone has it or you managed to find it, read
it because I recommend it for ages 8-12 and Girls and Boys!
(Sorry Mr Neal, I couldn't get this to publish on the book review page!)
Friday, July 5, 2013
My earliest memory
My earliest memory.
I remember the day with joy even tho most of it is hazy. My Mum, sister Emma and I were down having lunch at Hot mama’s with Emma’s friend Okeey. I was 4 then and my attention span was short. It had been half an hour and I was bored and starting to complain. I remember Okeey being the goon he is, started to entertain me by pulling sugar sashays, from the cup on the table , and scoffing them down. One after the other they disappeared. I was laughing my head off, while Mum and Emma were only smirking.
That is my favorite earliest memory. :D
By Sapphira
I remember the day with joy even tho most of it is hazy. My Mum, sister Emma and I were down having lunch at Hot mama’s with Emma’s friend Okeey. I was 4 then and my attention span was short. It had been half an hour and I was bored and starting to complain. I remember Okeey being the goon he is, started to entertain me by pulling sugar sashays, from the cup on the table , and scoffing them down. One after the other they disappeared. I was laughing my head off, while Mum and Emma were only smirking.
That is my favorite earliest memory. :D
By Sapphira
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Pipes Ahoy!
It was a splendid sunny day in the tiny town of Kawhia, the sky was a brilliant blue.
Me and my cousins were jumping off a brown crumbly bank covered in long grass waving in the wind.
Leah was doing bombs off the bank making splashes of water as high as Pluto.
We swam down the channel and discovered a Willow tree with scratchy branches reaching down in to the water.
We climbed aboard it and it sank down even lower like a sinking ship.
We came up with a game where three of us linked into the chain, and the other floated down the channel with a stomach full of butterflies. But if you weren't careful you would be sucked through the pipes and get popped out at the other end, to be taken out to sea.
One time Jacob jumped in and went gliding down the channel, while I held Leah's legs and Locke held mine. Suddenly Locke's grip loosened from my ankles and he went rocketing down the channel after Jacob, then I slipped and went down after the others.
That left only Leah to rescue us, the current was really strong and before long we were dangerously close to the pipes.
As we got closer to the pipes the water started sucking us under like an angry monster.
Jacob and I, who weren't the worlds best swimmers were ducking under and popping back up with mouth fulls of salty sea.
We realised that we could hold Locke, so with a bit of effort we reached him and clambered onto him drowning him.
As we were about a metre from the pipes our hero Leah grasped us and started fighting against the current up to the tree. After about 2 minutes of hard swimming we reached the willow and clambered aboard it, the finger like branches biting into our skin.
By Meila
Me and my cousins were jumping off a brown crumbly bank covered in long grass waving in the wind.
Leah was doing bombs off the bank making splashes of water as high as Pluto.
We swam down the channel and discovered a Willow tree with scratchy branches reaching down in to the water.
We climbed aboard it and it sank down even lower like a sinking ship.
We came up with a game where three of us linked into the chain, and the other floated down the channel with a stomach full of butterflies. But if you weren't careful you would be sucked through the pipes and get popped out at the other end, to be taken out to sea.
One time Jacob jumped in and went gliding down the channel, while I held Leah's legs and Locke held mine. Suddenly Locke's grip loosened from my ankles and he went rocketing down the channel after Jacob, then I slipped and went down after the others.
That left only Leah to rescue us, the current was really strong and before long we were dangerously close to the pipes.
As we got closer to the pipes the water started sucking us under like an angry monster.
Jacob and I, who weren't the worlds best swimmers were ducking under and popping back up with mouth fulls of salty sea.
We realised that we could hold Locke, so with a bit of effort we reached him and clambered onto him drowning him.
As we were about a metre from the pipes our hero Leah grasped us and started fighting against the current up to the tree. After about 2 minutes of hard swimming we reached the willow and clambered aboard it, the finger like branches biting into our skin.
By Meila
Lottie always wanted to...
Lottie always wanted to write a book, because there was so many possibility's of what could happen. It was one of the only places where she was free to bee herself and she could choose what could happen when she wanted it. Many dreams wishes, hopes and fears were all weaved into her story's. She was inspired by other writers and sometime she found a great book which sucked her away from reality and made her feel as if she was standing in the characters shoes. Lottie thought books were amazing.
Lottie always wanted to travel, Rome, London, Paris. She wanted to go there. She was fascinated by the fact that the other country's were so different in many ways like religion, food and transport. she always thought it would be amazing to live on a street with a river on your doorstep. Or a place where the seasons seemed to merge into one. She wanted to try their food, and learn about there amazing culture and beliefs.
Lottie always wanted to be a chef. She liked to think of others enjoying the food that she prepared. She liked watching master chef and trying to replicate the dishes that the chefs prepared. She made many dishes some completely failing and others her best. she entered some competitions and got pacing which inspired her to try even harder. Lottie liked cooking.
Lottie always wanted to travel, Rome, London, Paris. She wanted to go there. She was fascinated by the fact that the other country's were so different in many ways like religion, food and transport. she always thought it would be amazing to live on a street with a river on your doorstep. Or a place where the seasons seemed to merge into one. She wanted to try their food, and learn about there amazing culture and beliefs.
Lottie always wanted to be a chef. She liked to think of others enjoying the food that she prepared. She liked watching master chef and trying to replicate the dishes that the chefs prepared. She made many dishes some completely failing and others her best. she entered some competitions and got pacing which inspired her to try even harder. Lottie liked cooking.
A Memory
On a rare sunny Greymouth day, our family was on the way to the Airport. We were on our way to AUSTRALIA!!.
When we were there we went to Australia Zoo. I remember the time distinctly, it was a piping hot day and we were watching some green and crimson parrots. They screeched and squarked like an out of time orchestra, while they danced gracefully in the air, and dad was lucky enough to feed them!
I watched in amazement as the plates of food dad was holding became engulfed in a swarm of hungry beaks . But one of them wasn't interested in food, instead it came over to me.
At the time I was relaxing in my buggy wearing my favorite lime green hat. The bird swooped down like an eagle targeting its prey, it latched on to my hat, claw digging into my scalp, "AAHHHHH!" I squealed scaring the bird, making it flutter away to its other feathered friends.
I remember that time so vividly even though it was 8 years ago.
When we were there we went to Australia Zoo. I remember the time distinctly, it was a piping hot day and we were watching some green and crimson parrots. They screeched and squarked like an out of time orchestra, while they danced gracefully in the air, and dad was lucky enough to feed them!
I watched in amazement as the plates of food dad was holding became engulfed in a swarm of hungry beaks . But one of them wasn't interested in food, instead it came over to me.
At the time I was relaxing in my buggy wearing my favorite lime green hat. The bird swooped down like an eagle targeting its prey, it latched on to my hat, claw digging into my scalp, "AAHHHHH!" I squealed scaring the bird, making it flutter away to its other feathered friends.
I remember that time so vividly even though it was 8 years ago.
CHARIOT RACER
HERE IS MY FIRST ANCIENT ROME TASK: A DIARY ENTRY FROM THE VIEWPOINT OF A CHARIOTEER (CHARIOT RACER)
I have my Grey pony, my Bay pony and my Black pony lining up for the races, I am on the blue team.
The magistrate signaled the start of the race with the drop of a white flag, my gate opens before me. My horses automatically Gallop ahead like I am not even there, THE RACE IS ON.....
I hear the crown going wild, Titus's Triumphal Arch shimmers in the daylight in front of me. I race past the Spina and get overtaken by a man from the green team, I whip my horses with my leather whip and I surge them forward - The charioteer from the green team curses and swears at me! I keep my spirits up because I am in the lead!
I glance Behind me as I hear screeches and whinny's from the horses behind me, A disaster has struck on the hairpin corner as a charioteer goes flying through the air, their horses kept running and all was frightening! Blood on the road!
By Ella.
I have my Grey pony, my Bay pony and my Black pony lining up for the races, I am on the blue team.
The magistrate signaled the start of the race with the drop of a white flag, my gate opens before me. My horses automatically Gallop ahead like I am not even there, THE RACE IS ON.....
I hear the crown going wild, Titus's Triumphal Arch shimmers in the daylight in front of me. I race past the Spina and get overtaken by a man from the green team, I whip my horses with my leather whip and I surge them forward - The charioteer from the green team curses and swears at me! I keep my spirits up because I am in the lead!
I glance Behind me as I hear screeches and whinny's from the horses behind me, A disaster has struck on the hairpin corner as a charioteer goes flying through the air, their horses kept running and all was frightening! Blood on the road!
By Ella.
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