Writing

__Term 3__ //**__Before writing these narritives we had to incorporate the sentence 'It was so sudden and so horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before' which is in ' The Magicians Nephew '__**//

I was lying there, stricken with shock; my body was almost comfortably numb now and I felt as if I’d gone through a portal and restarted my life. I didn’t feel like me… It was so sudden and so horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before, I remembered lights flashing and the blurry outlines of peoples distorted faces. The cold air almost freezing the blood in my veins and the pounding sounds coming from my chest. I also remember the fact that it happened so quickly and I remember having a flying experience. I rolled over and gasped for air, and tilted my head up to see someone looking emotional yet relieved that I had awoken. The person squeezed me hard and whispered “I’m sorry” in a frail voice as if they’d been waiting for me to wake up. I looked around the room, startled to see tons of nervous on-lookers staring at me with tears and flowers; they were all relieved and emotional by the fact that I was awake but so battered and bruised. I’d never experienced any feeling like this, the pain and heartbreak it could cause to others was almost impossible to describe. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk, I was stricken with shock…
 * Shock ~ By Naomi Cole **


 * Allergic Alarm ~ By Maria Infante **
 * I couldn’t resist it. As I took a bite out of a surprisingly large peanut, a taste of the bitter sweetness touched my tongue. What a feeling. At that moment, I had just eaten my very first peanut. A few minutes later I started to itch. I scratched here and there and before I knew it I was scratching everywhere! My cheeks were starting to turn bright red like tomatoes. My throat started to tingle and hurt which affected my breathing. Which was NOT good, I repeat NOT good! Uh-oh! It’s happening. An allergic reaction that has happened to me a billion times before. But this time it was different. I could feel it in my bones. **
 * It was so sudden and so horribly painful unlike anything that had ever happened before. Which was surprising because it had happened to me a lot before. I had to action fast or otherwise I would pass out on the floor with a massively large face like I was about to enter the “Biggest Loser” competition. I rushed to the bathroom and scurried through the medicine cabinet trying to find my anti-allergic tablets; and at the moment I CAN’T FIND IT! **
 * As I was about to shut the cabinet a little pocket mirror fell out and I grabbed to put it back. I screamed from terror from the terrible sight, there it was a reflection of my extremely large face. **
 * I grabbed the phone and dialled the emergency number that they always advertise on television which was quite annoying but I guess they do have a point. A lady on the phone picked up and offered me her service. I started to talk but for some reason she couldn’t quite pick up what I was saying. I hung up the phone by the fact there was no point calling 111 if they didn’t understand me. I hope they don’t give me a $300 fine for thinking I was prank calling them. **
 * FINALLY! Something caught my eye in the kitchen. I was my tablets! It was sitting on a bench next to a glass of water and a note saying: **
 * Be careful with those peanuts honey! Well just in-case here are your medicine if you need them. Love Mum. **
 * I thought to myself thinking; How was I suppose to know that my over protective Mum already prepared my tablets. Never mind. I swallowed the tablet with the difficulty of a swollen tongue. Half an hour later my face was no longer a big blob but was now in its proper portion. My tongue was no longer swollen. I threw myself on the couch and gave big sigh thinking to myself; MUM KNOWS BEST! **

**It was so sudden and horrible ~ Claudia Cassin** Not again!!! First my refrigerator ran away, then I ran out of toilet paper when I mostly needed it, and then after that my gold fish caught the local rocket heading towards Mars, but the second before that my triple chocolate cake was cremated in the oven and now this. I’ve never ever had this happened to me before and it can’t start today. I’m running round like a headless chicken tearing the house upside down trying to find.... oh I don’t have time. I have to find it before I get seen like this. Oh no!!! No, no, no. The door bell. The door bell just rang and I can’t be seen in odd socks, I just can’t. It was sudden and unexpected. Nothing like it had ever happened to me before.

Trapped in a soft box ~ Mikaela Ancheta
 * I was trapped! Between 50 kids and four soft walls. Everything was a blur and everyone was moving like they were on sugar rush. Somehow I magically moved in the middle. I had no idea how. All I remembered was coming in and then being shaken rapidly. I was sure that I was close to dying because of not being able to breathe. **
 * I know where I’m in is ‘supposed’ to be fun, but to me, it’s just like being in a tiny cage filled with monkeys. Like being in an elevator with old and ugly grandmas or like sitting in a bus behind a fat guy who farts! I couldn’t help it anymore. With the remaining air I had stored in my lungs I screamed for help. But just before my hero heard my cry some random kid tumbled over me. Before I knew it his stinky, little feet were stuffed in my mouth! **
 * I swear, I could see a light. Suddenly, while I was choking two hands reached my hips; I was saved! My hero is here! She let me down on the sand. I repeatedly kissed each grain of sand and thanked my mum. Now it’s all over and just another horrible memory that I want to forget! It was so sudden and so horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before…… I HATE bouncy castles! **

** Haunted House ~ Shweta Nand ** I was on my way to my cousins house when suddenly I crashed into a big tall tree. The car did a 360 degrees turn through bushes and down a hill and ended up in front of a house with spider webs hanging from every corner. I was lost. My heart was beating faster and faster; blood ran down my face. I got out of the car and entered the house. Everything was quiet, it looked like a palace from the inside but from the outside it looked like a haunted house. I walked around the house looking at photos of dead people.

Slowly I walked up the creaky stairs looking at ten bedrooms, five on the right and five on the left. I walked past them; all the doors were open but one of them was closed shut with locks with a sign saying, WARNING! DO NOT OPEN!!! I loved new adventures so I slammed myself right into the door like someone pushed me from behind. I looked around the room it was so horribly unlike anything that you could imagine; cracked windows, bats flying, and blood dripping from the ceiling like rain drops.

It was scary and shocking and a shiver ran down my spine. I turned around to run out of the room but just as I did, I saw what made me want to run. It was a tall ghost, with a silky white cloth wrapped around its body. It jumped for me; I screamed and jumped out of the window. I looked back up, but there was nothing there. I hopped in the car and I was never seen near that place again.

Sudden Death ~ Alice Sparks I crashed into the hedge below my bedroom window. She was waiting there, laughing because of my clumsiness. We set out to Witch Hill Manor. She was confidently striding through the mud and bush. I stumbled after her in the midnight gloom, desperate not to lose her.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">Something seemed to grab at my goose pimpled arm. I opened my mouth to scream but she stifled my shrieks with her hand because we had spotted the old, rusty house which was our destination.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">I didn’t want to go. I wanted to ask her if we could go back and maybe come in the morning, but at the same time I felt as drawn to the ugly building on the hill as she was. I couldn’t explain it, and as scared as I was, I still wanted to know the mystery of that place. I soon found myself walking, then running, then sprinting toward it. She was running alongside me. Her dare devil smile stayed on her face but I could see fear in her eyes.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">The door creaked open and we crept like terrified mice into the hallway. It was surprisingly warm and bright even though there were no lights or candles. The house looked like that of an old ladies; little tables, flowers, books and boxes of those fruit drop lollies. <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">We toured the whole ground floor and the 1st floor. All the same warm bright comforting rooms. Until she spotted a manhole. She beamed at me, delighted to have found a secret room. I grinned weakly at her and helped pull the string to bring down the stairs.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">But the more I got up the more scared I got. This room was dark, musty, cold and dead. She called out. I stifled giggle was what we heard. Coming from behind an old rocking horse.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">I hid behind some boxes and watched as she edged nearer and nearer the horse and to whatever-whoever- was behind them. She screamed and fell to the ground as the creature behind the horse glided out from behind the horse and flew straight through her. All that was left after that was a bloody skeleton.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">It was so sudden and so horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before. The ghost was pale with pupiless green eyes and sharp red teeth with a fiery tongue. It was tall and wore black rags that were torn to shreds. It kicked her away, laughed and flew right through...**//ME//**

<span style="color: #040404; font-family: 'Arial Black',Gadget,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">**Something Horrible ~ Zoren Dela-Cruz**

<span style="color: #040404; font-family: 'Cooper Black','serif'; font-size: 130%;">Flashing stars, moon shining. Who knows something horrible will happen. Then suddenly and so horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before; the door slammed open and shut; the stairs were making a little creaking sound. EEEEHH! Jason wokeup and turned the alarm clock off. “Phew it was just a dream”

<span style="color: #040404; font-family: 'Cooper Black','serif'; font-size: 130%;">At Lunchtime he was heading off to work, but he noticed someone was stalking him. So he decided that he wouldn’t go to work. I stopped on the graveyard and suddenly the ground shook but there was no magnitude.

<span style="color: #040404; font-family: 'Cooper Black','serif'; font-size: 130%;">9:30pm He closed his eyes and the similar dream came as it had before but it was all real. 3:30pm the water tap went on and off; the dog was barking in the kitchen. Jason woke up and there was a huge bang! He went down stairs to check the hallway there was nothing there. So he went to the kitchen there was a big huge force of gravity.

<span style="color: #040404; font-family: 'Cooper Black','serif'; font-size: 130%;">It was so sudden and so horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before............. 9:30am then the house was blank.

<span style="color: #462170; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">Love it sucks ~ Martin Lopez __June 2nd__ It was so sudden and so horribly unlike anything else that had ever happened before… Jessica Milington has just broken up with her boyfriend who just happens to be the Captain of the football team.She is also now looking for Nerdy guys like me so that gives me a 71.967 percent chance of me being her (hehe) Boyfriend! __June 5th__ Damn It Damn It Damn It, were the words repeating themselves in my head as I read the comment that my best friend Carl (who happens to be a nerd) blogged. This is what it said “ OMG Jessica Milington has just asked me to be her Boyfriend!!” Drunk with anger I came up with a plan to destroy this Carl and Jessica Relationship. __June 6th__ Now Im Running down the corridor racing time so I can put a Stink bomb in Jessica’s locker with a note from “Carl” saying it’s over. Brilliant Plan Right!? Well Today I found out that Carl got over Jessica; Probably the cutest Girl in the country! So now I have got a 82.89 percent chance to be with the girl of my dreams! But suddenly RING RING. When I pick up the phone you wil never guess who it was! It was…

<span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">The Box ~ Zoe Rodricks <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">It was so sudden and unlike anything that had happened before... I ... I had... I had smudged my lipstick! Wait that’s not right oh here’s the right sentence I... I... I had become a ball! <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">How could this be happening!? Oh think! Ok ok so I was on my way to school and I saw a box but there was something peculiar about this box but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Anyway so I’m walking up to the box then it went black and now I’m here. <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">Wait a minute! I know where I am, I’m in my favourite game Bounce Tales. But some more trouble was around the corner literally, because I wasn’t on any of the safe levels like level three or something I was on the last level where I had to defeat the evil cube who was right around the corner. <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">What’s happening, everything was moving and the evil cube was coming closer and closer. I was moving but it wasn’t me on my own. I was being controlled, but by who??? <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">Suddenly it hit me like a thousand red dodge balls, I knew who it was... ZORA!!!!!! Hang on why’s everything frozen? Oh no I got a new message oh please don’t let it be from him oh please!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Not him!!! My love life ruined!!!! Oh she’s going to get it good when I get out of this game! <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">FINALLY we’re moving again but now she has to use me to defeat the evil cube; ouch! Owwww! Not the face, anything but the face. Suddenly POOF! And just like that he was gone. But what’s that cloud thing up ahead? Oh no it was hundreds and thousands of evil cubes!! <span style="color: #00adff; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">Uh oh, I want my mommy!

<span style="color: #0ebc2e; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 130%;">Pickle with nuts on the side ~ Olivia Cassin Oh pickle with nuts on the side. I’m running around trying to clean up the house and give my little sister a bath. Seriously you have no idea how hard that is. I have to get the dinner in the oven before. Waa, waa great my little brother jack is awake. I race up stairs to see oh no. The bath. I pick up little jack and open the door to the bath. Bummer I say just before a wave of water washes me to sea of warmth. The bed, my bed wet no it can’t be. It was so terrifying and sad. I wet the bed.

<span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">FInal Days ~ Samuel Hanada <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">It was a dull evening like any other. Calm and peaceful; until the raging thunder and the roaring lightning started coming from the Heavens above were the gods angry and why? <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“I believe I know the reason” whispered a tiny voice from the corner. They are angry because your king is trying to harness the power of another god the god of the sea Poseidon. <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">It’s such a blur now I remember Poseidon had figured out that the king was trying to take his power. It was so horrible and so unlike nothing that I had ever happened before. Then that’s when the black clouds and the thunder started raging. soon Poseidon flooded the city. <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">The water started to die down and then as soon it did the king proclaimed “men you shall get your weapons ready we shall fight and we Atlantis shall win and claim the power of Poseidon”. <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">So as they prepared their defences Poseidon came out “I gave you a warning I shall spare no one and I have no mercy” <span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">The water began to rise again slowly and gradually the king yelled “FIRE” as they fired not 1 bullet bow or anything else pierced or cut his skin. The water stopped rising because the city was gone. And that’s the reason why there are black clouds and raging thunder. “But none of that has happened Oh but it will it will”.

<span style="color: #404040; font-family: Webdings,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">Why Me? ~ Tsuyoshi Suzuki

<span style="color: #404040; font-family: Webdings,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">It was so sudden and terrible unlike anything that has happened before. It all happened just yesterday, when I was throwing eggs at my neighbours. But they never knew. Every time they asked me I’d just say. I duh no. Anyway I put cats on their lawn and threw eggs at their house. He he funny. I always pull pranks on them when they aren’t home.

<span style="color: #404040; font-family: Webdings,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Slam” I heard a large door slam. I couldn’t believe it my neighbour across the road told on me, after we’ve been friends for 2 years. Run Tsuyoshi run I thought to myself. So I ran. Pretty typical aye. Later the police were coming around the town showing people a photo of me so they could find me. Lucky enough they didn’t show my mum or else I’d never see the light of dawn again.

<span style="color: #404040; font-family: Webdings,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">Buzz. Oh no. A bee was hovering above me. The reason I was so scared of bees was because I was highly allergic to them. Owww. It stung me strait in the eye. And it started swelling up really fast. The police came up to me, showed a picture of me and asked me if I had seen this man. Yeah he didn’t recognise me. Isn’t he blind? So I just said no no hadn’t seen that man before in my life.

<span style="color: #404040; font-family: Webdings,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">He left but I was still badly wounded. I had some medicine in my pocket that I had for bee stings and also painkillers. The next day I started making a plan to go home but I kept on talking to myself :pretty creepy. Yeah I know. Who said that? Hallucination maybe from starvation. By the time I got home my mum was talking to one of those tall scary police man. She must have been worried, I guess I’m in for a world of pain. WHY ME!

<span style="color: #ff0044; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 120%;">Bed Wetter ~ Daniel Hoolahan

<span style="color: #ff0044; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 120%;">It was so sudden and horribly unlike anything that had ever happened before....I WET THE BED!! My mum clearly said’ no more bed wetting or else. She came storming down in to wake me up as my legs and PJs were dribbling with pee. She curiously ripped off my covers and in a menacing voice and a hoarse whisper said “I warned you boy”. So you want a punishment do you? I shivered and wet myself a little more to the beat of her voice. As I was walking to school I cunningly crept to our brick wall, and saw her hanging the quilts up. I had to do something. School went on as boring as ever and finally finished. I sprinted as fast as everyone else back home without mum knowing; I just hoped I would not pee the bed again tomorrow

<span style="color: #ff0044; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 120%;">“GET UP” my mum bellowed. Yes you know what happened. I wet the bed again. And my mum hangs the quilts up again. DING! I legged it home huffing and puffing trying to get them down.

<span style="color: #ff0044; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 120%;">Its two months now and I got used to this terrible mistake and was the best runner in school. I entered competitions and got 3 bronze, 2 silver and an amazing gold. I guess wetting the bed was a good mistake after all.

2011 Term 2: This term we have been talking about characters and settings. We had to write Science Fiction stories using the 5 senses.

URB ~ By Alice Sparks The year was 35000. It was where I grew up. Urb. Urb was a city across an entire planet. What you saw on the surface was just roofs and the cold, red ground because real Urb was an under city. You could hear nothing but overpowering suction noise coming from the cracks in the roofs. The salty water we drank was all we ever had. People rushed around in the dimly lit streets of Urb. Through tunnels and towers. On horses or in houses. All of the urblings were busy. I was a tour guide for Urb-mars and central Urb. "This is where we once lost oxygen in 34978," I would explain to the tourists. "and this is the first tunnel to Urb-mars." Urb-mars was the planet next to Urb. We could walk to it by a series of tunnels, but you had to wear a mask full of the special chemicals we breath, when you went there,just like how the Urb-martians had to wear their own masks when they came here. Urb-Mars was entirely different to Urb. It was open and you could see the stars in the sky at night. In the day the sky was an ochre colour. It smelled just like Urb but I think that was because we wore masks so we didn't know for sure. It sounded silent. Not billowy like Urb but a real eerie quiet. We did not see the Urb-Martians because we seldom toured around the housing streets; more around the country side. The Urb-Martians did the same, but they kept to the surface instead of going underground. One time an Urb-Martian came down in the middle of a meeting with the king. It shreiked in its language and dissolved into a skeleton. The few seconds I saw that creature, I was horrified. It looked young; maybe a female with bright blue eyes at the front of its face, long golden air, tall body, rosy cheeks and strange materials on its body. Tt was the strangest creature I ever saw. But then again, maybe my lanky grey body, my big green eyes at the top of my bald head, my poison sacs at my throat, maybe all of that was strange to them...

Epic Story ~ By Naomi Cole What hapened? I asked myself. How did I end up here? I slumped against what I thought was a wall but I went straight through, as if it were nothing. I was in a different room; not different like going from your kitchen to your lounge, but like going from a tropical beach to a rainy island full of bugs and flies. The stone cold walls sent a shiver down my spine and all I could see was blackness. I was nervous and my mouth went dry; all I could hear was silence. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. I walked backwards to feel the ground shaking beneath my feet. It was as if there were bombs and rockets about to explode under me. It was like a lion in my ear though I couldn't see if there really was a lion because the place was filling up with huge ash clouds. I ran to find myself with a face full of water. I looked up. Ash was spewing out of a huge mountain. My immediate thought was that i was going to die. I couldn't hear anything or anyone, my brain felt soundproof. Suddenly a piece of old torn watery paper flew into my hand. I could see the numbers- 79. I played them over in my head, putting together the missing link. I'd fitted it together! Ad 79 and a volcano...I was in Pompei, and I was pretty sure it was volcano. My instincts told me to run but I couldn't move. Strangely enough I dived under the water to see lava rocks sinking to the bottom of the lake. I could hear rumbling and the water was moving back and forwards. I fought against the current but as I lost breath I poked my head up. I was in a place, familliar, but different. The sun was shining and along the shore; tons of people were relaxing on the golden sand. I swam from the blue ocean to the beach. Joyous laughter and happy conversations were what I could hear but it felt strange, as if I were a ghost, not real, but I was just curious. I ventured further and vines began to grow around me. Trees, ferns and bush soon covered the beach and the sand turned into thick, brown dirt. The dirt was soon swapped for concrete and I had the thought of Mt Vesuvious again but I could see clearly. The ground was shaking again but it was different, I could hear rumbling and see buildings crumbling around me. The city was familliar but I couldn't put my finger on it. After 20 seconds of tension and confusion. I opened my mouth to breathe and dust filled my lungs. I was in the city where I'd spent my enitre life and I was watching it crumble to pieces. Then I noticed that I'd experienced this before; February 22nd. I sat down on what I thought was the ground. Only it wasn't the ground. I was back, back in my own familliar house. Back in the place where I'd started.

**<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Trip of a Life Time ~ By Claudia Cassin ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Hey Cathy, how long do you think we’ll be at St. Theresa’s?” ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“That’s a good question, but from what Mr O’Neill has said”...”Look out Cathy, there’s a big sink hole.” Oh no, there was a chaotic noise of everything crashing onto the floor around me and I could hear the panic in everyone’s voices as the bus dipped into the gaping hole in the road. The seat disappeared from under me as I was thrown down the stairwell of the bus. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">I opened my eyes to discover I was no longer in the bus. I was in the lap of a strange girl on the back of a truck. As she squirmed to get me off her, she slipped off the back of the truck and onto the gravel. I felt so bad but there was a sea of eyes on me. There were about six kids on the back of this truck I was on. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Thank you”, they were all excitedly saying. “You just gave our sister the best revenge ever. Now she has to walk home”. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“So where are you from?”, says one of the boys. “Well I’m from Christ....um, I’m not too sure actually. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Anyway, I’m Geoff and you are...?” ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“I’m Claud.....I think I’m Claudia, who was on a bus heading to school the last time I looked. Wait, I don’t know if that’s right. Where am I? When am I? It all looks too different and everything is old.' ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">'The older girl who is sitting next to me looks at me weirdly. “Are you all right”, she asks doubtfully. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“What do you mean?” I say. She points to my forehead and tells me I have a big egg. I raise my hand slowly, feeling my forehead, when all of a sudden they all crack up laughing and saying, “gotcha, gotcha”, and are pointing and enjoying a little joke on me. I had no idea what to do or what to say so I just laughed along with them. Oh great, I was laughing so much I started half choking and ended up spraying everyone with saliva. Not an attractive look. I was saved by the rough stopping of the truck at a house. This appeared to be their home. They all welcomed me inside. Mmmmm, I thought to myself. The smell of freshly cooked tomatoes and pasta, this is all so familiar. Two of the girls took me on a tour of the house. Wow, the place looked like a refuge centre. There were beds everywhere. I came to the last room at the back of the house when these loud laughing, hugging, shrieking, alien speaking beings came in the front door.”Come meet our Italian aunties and uncles”, one of the girls blurted out. As we go back into the family room, Geoff, from the back of the truck, stops me and waits for everyone else to bustle through the hall way. He asked me what I meant when I said, where am I and when am I. I told him that I was living in a more of a modern world and I just wanted to get back there. He told me he felt the same way. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“ I know what you mean, being second youngest in my family is hard too.' I know how you can get back. I’ll tell you on one condition”. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Sure, anything,” I replied quickly. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“You have to go out with me,” he said with a cheeky look on his face. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Yeah, whatever, let's go out all right...Out into the lounge right now.” I said as I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the lounge where half the people were singing and laughing. There were a handful sitting around the table playing cards and trying to talk over each other. The noise was incredible and I could feel that familiar thing kicking in again. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“You’ve got 18 kids?? I stammer. “Well, my husband might as well pass as my 19th and then she goes to serve dinner. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">I go to the nearest girl. She tells me her name is Christina and I ask her if all the kids here are her brothers and sisters. She replies, “oh no silly, you’re not my sister, but everyone else is, come on, come sit by me and I’ll tell you the rules”. The plates are dished out. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Nino, say grace please”, asks one of the older ones. “GRACE!!” says Nino. “Niiinnooo”, everyone chimes in. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">“Thank you for our family and friends to share this meal with, Amen”. After grace was said, something strange happened. Everyone started eating but it was silent. Not a single word was said. Wait, too soon. One of the younger ones was giggling with the boy sitting next to him. “Adrian, enough”! said the dad. The giggling carried on. The mum fired a knife in his direction but it flew behind him and clanged against the wall. He laughed even harder. Oh no, epic fail. I looked up again in time to see the dad hurl his fork at Adrian down the table. It launched into his leg and was swaying back and forth. How I did not faint at that point, I do not know. Hmmmm ‘dayshavou’ again! ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">Everyone carried on with dinner without another word. The smell and steam of the hot tomato paste lingered up my nostrils. I took my first mouthful of divine pasta. The meat chunks fell apart in my mouth. It was like hot ice cream falling to pieces. I can hear a voice inside my head saying Mmmmmmmm. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">When dinner was over, everything came back to me. I remembered everything. The fork in the leg and the girl who fell off the back of the truck. The family of 18 kids, the whole thing.I demanded to be taken to the police station. I was pretty freaked out. How did I get back here? They were so nice and begged me to stay for one night. “No, no take me now, take me to the police station”. I was beginning to panic so they said, “Ok Ok”, and they tried to settle me down. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">The truck was loaded up with kids again as Nino zipped round to the front to wind the engine up. We were away. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">I knew where I was and who everyone was but couldn’t say anything to them because I just knew they wouldn’t believe a word I said. The mum and dad are my Nona and Grandad and all the kids are my uncles and aunties. Adrian is my dad but I still couldn’t say a word. I could taste fear in my throat. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">On the back of the truck, Geoff was really quiet too and I asked him if he’s ok. He stood up and came right at me, then just pushed me off the back. ** **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">My hand is on my forehead and there is a massive bump. My head hurts. I look up from the bottom of the bus stairwell and Cathy is holding out her hand to me. “Claudia, Claudia!!, oh there you are, how was your trip honey?” **
 * **<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">The Italians have left now and it looks like everyone is preparing for dinner. The mum comes up to me and asks if I want to stay the night. “Only if there’s room?” I question. “Sure she say’s”, 18 plus 1 more can’t hurt. There is room in Diane and Joanna’s bed for you. No one gets their own bed around here.” **

**Going Back in Time ~ By Shweta Nand** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">The cold air chilled me to the bone, it felt like I was blind, everything was pitch black and the revolting smell of burnt toast filled my nostrils. Light was forming very slowly, and then I could finally see all the buttons sitting in front of me. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">I fastened my seatbelt and was ready to take off, I shut my eyes and pressed one number, slowly I opened my eyes and saw the number 1. “Looks like I’m going in the past” I thought to myself. Then again I closed my eyes, but just as I did a strong, rumbling sound bursted into my ears, smoke engulfed the time machine and suddenly when I looked at the screen it said 1950. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! I screamed, as quick as possible I clung to my seatbelt until…… BOOM! I could hear the rocks crackle as I landed. However apart from the sound of the rocks everything else was quiet. My heart was beating so fast as if someone was controlling it. All that was buzzing in my head was ‘get out of here now’ but there was something that stopped me from doing that. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">I looked up into the sky and stared, there was a beautiful rainbow that was glistening. I smiled to myself blissfully and then sat down. Everything was so tame; it felt like I was the only one living. I wished I had brought someone with me, at least I would have some company but I guess I was feeling too self-centered that I forgot about my friends and family. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">Hours past by and I was still sitting there with my legs crossed, I put my hands on my cheeks, they were as cold as ice. My hands went numb and suddenly drops of rain started to splatter on my face; I shivered and turned around to face the time machine it was showered with rain drops. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">The day was changing into night, and it was time for me to go back to my own world, where there is brightness and joy. I was so hungry, I hadn’t bought anything to eat or to drink, my tongue yearned for water. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">As I took 2 steps forward there was a deafening sound coming from the time machine BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, the sound of a police siren and red lights flashed around the time machine rapidly. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">I had no idea what was going on, was it going to blast? Was it going to break down? Or was it going to leave me here all alone those thoughts were spinning in my head like crazy. I ran towards the time machine but just as I did the time machine left the ground and was floating up in the air. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">The time machine swayed left to right, I looked underneath it and there I saw the propeller going in a circular motion. I jumped up and caught the propeller and tried pull the time machine down back to the ground, but I epically failed, there was a long cut in the middle of my palm and blood was oozing out. Luckily I had my scarf to wrap around my palm. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">Everything was silent, I wished the time machine would just come down, I prayed so much but God didn’t answer my prayers, this was the worst day of my life, I felt like the unluckiest person in the world. I let out a sigh and turned around but suddenly……. BOOM! I stood straight like a statue and bit by bit turned my head around until I did a 180 degrees turn. ** **<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">When I finished my 180 degrees there was nothing to see apart from smoke and the seatbelt from the time machine. “Oh no” I thought to myself “There goes my time machine” **
 * <span style="color: #008000; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 110%;">Slowly I got out of the time machine; I took a deep breath and sighed. The scenery was beautiful…. NOT! It felt like I was in a rubbish dump. When I looked down all I could see was brown, rusty sand, and it smelt like sulphur. **


 * False Dreams ~ By Tsuyoshi Suzuki **

BAM! Everything went dark. After a few seconds, I woke up in a crooked, long, dark alley and a cold freezing chill went down my spine. Ahhh! Where am I. I saw a thin light blazing in front of me and a fresh breeze of air came hurtling up my nose. I started running towards the light to see flying cars and giant mutant flies hovering above my head. After a few minutes of thinking I realized that I must have time travelled, but how. I asked a boy what year it was and he said 2211. The boy ran home but it was only 5:55. So I ran back into the alley and tripped on a rock landing face first into a puddle of ice cold water and I couldn’t feel my face. Ding Dong Ding Dong. A loud bell started ringing. It was six O’clock and there wasn’t a person in site. <span style="color: #f13fa5; font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 16px;">Oh no. What am I going to do? I kept on hitting my head on a wall to figure out a plan, but I ended up getting giant lumps on my head. I got an idea. I yelled to myself. There were loud roars coming from the North, so I had no time to be brave and I threw myself into the rubbish bin. Crash! Oww! Rats! I threw myself out of the bin and hit an old lady. Ahhhhh! Old lady. Are you ok ok ok ok. I woke up in the park with my head as sore as ever and an old lady repeatedly saying are you ok. I asked her what happened and she said I fainted when I touched her false teeth. I told her that I would be brave and hold it again, but everything went black again and I saw dinosaurs when I woke up.

Last Human Alive ~ By Gio Sancho

<span style="color: #11b9c3; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium','sans-serif'; font-size: 110%;">Imagine standing in the exact place that you used to live in 29 years later and seeing it all destroyed. Like literally nothing is left for you. All there is, is grass and trees and the ocean. You feel alone. You have no on and even nothing to talk to. You can feel the sorrow in your heart knowing that all your loved ones are going to die in less than 30 years. <span style="color: #11b9c3; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium','sans-serif'; font-size: 110%;">How am I in the future you ask? It all started 4 years ago. Well if you thought I was counting the years that I skipped probably 33 years ago. Anyway 4 years ago or 33 I was inventing a book that revealed the future by the way did I tell you it took me 4 years to make it! Anyway when I tested it out it didn’t reveal the future. It took me to the future I actually invented a time machine! <span style="color: #11b9c3; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium','sans-serif'; font-size: 110%;">The world looks peaceful without humans. The green grass and the blue ocean are so beautiful now. The trees have different colors blue, pink, orange and black. The ground feels so much softer and smoother. The grass feels like a thousand trampolines. Wow, half an hour here and I’m already hungry. I wonder what the fruit taste like now. When you dig your teeth into those sweet fruits you will be amazed! It is sweet and sour and tastes like all the fruits in one! <span style="color: #11b9c3; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium','sans-serif'; font-size: 110%;">Wow I’m beginning to like this place! Well I guess I don’t need to go back after all.

Back to the future ~ By Zoe Rodricks <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">Chills raced down my spine as my life flashed before me, my heart about to burst out of my chest as my lungs tried desperately to find some source of air then BANG! Everything went black and I couldn’t see anything. <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">Oh no! Was I dead? I had been staring into darkness for ages, finally everything became light thanks to those wonderful life saving words that one of my friends yelled, “AHHHHHHHH”, as I got up to see what the dilemma was I felt a series of sharp pin-like stings go down my neck probably because of the force we were going at, but as I looked around I realised that we were in my backyard but we were surrounded by a huge thick plastic dome. I soon realised why my friends were screaming, as I saw the sight, it was mortifying the sun was not yellow but green and the lake water beside us was all orange contaminated, toxic and was bubbling like soup. <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">I rushed up to the professor feeling perplexed and scared and asked her what year we were in and she replied looking around in amazement the dreaded numbers 2089. <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">I told the professor that we had to get out of here before anything happened but she just stood there star struck, I tried to pull her along but she said that it was no use because the time machine battery had died, and she needed jumper cables and a plug, well we already had a plug so now all we had to get were the cables so I grabbed my friends and we raced down to my garage and tore the place apart trying to find the jumper cables my dad had but I had just found them in the nick of time because a mouse was squeezing it through the hole, lucky for me that the it was too big to fit through the rest of the hole. <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">By the time we got back to the time machine, she had already had it started! We spent all that time looking for the items for nothing; unbelievable! As we were getting in she explained that the battery wasn’t dead but the fuel was low and she had made some organic fuel with things around the house. But before I could say anything I was once again pinned to my seat my life flashing before me and my heart about to leap out of my chest as my lungs tried to get some source of air then BANG! <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">As I opened my eyes and looked around everything looked normal as if nothing had happened, well except for the state in which my dad’s garage was in!

<span style="display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Term 3 2010

<span style="display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">This term we are studying the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World as part of an integrated study. We are producing Power points, making posters and movies to present what we have discovered about these marvels from long ago. Part of our unit is to compare these buildings with modern marvels and it will interesting to see how similar communities are now to what they were thousands of years ago. We are writing historical narratives too, so look forward to being able to read these on this site.

<span style="display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">Here are some recent poems

Winter Snow flurries everywhere Softly carried through the icy air Rain splattered on the window pane Giving us another gloomy day

Then I watched as the blanket of snow Was washed away by the rain waters flow And hail pelts down on our car Like ice cubes being shaken in a tin or jar

Oh how I wish this weather would go away And let the sun come out to play, To brighten up our holidays

By Zoë Rodricks 2010-08-02 My Winter Holiday! Snowflakes float down On the cold empty pathway, Today’s another wet winter’s day.

I watched as the snowflakes Softly came to the ground Without even making a squeak of a sound

Oh how we all wish the sun would come out to play To brighten up our winter holidays, But today’s just another cold winter’s day.

By Zoë Rodricks 2010-08-02



R.J. has made us very proud this week. Out of 7000 stories submitted nationally,his is one of fifty to have been selected by professional authors to be illustrated and made into a book to go on public sale. Here is his prize-winning story. In a Pickle By Robert Falcasantos I’m done. I can’t bear this weight on my shoulders anymore. I was in a pickle. Literally. My pickle costume was starting to give me a rash in very odd places. I felt like my life had ventured out into the humiliating, pickle wilderness. I needed to get a promotion fast. A duck has no right to ever dress up as a pickle, and advertise for a pickle store in the middle of the largest shopping centre/public bath centre. The centre was open. Humans arrived to view the large landmark, and they started to gather around. Insults bombarded my way. As handsome as a duck can be, compliments like handsome and magnificent should be coming my way, instead I was called ‘cute’ and taunted with the sounds of ‘awwww’. Duppy Ducksalot, however, was lucky. He cheated his way to the top. His competition was easy... Me. He destroyed my dignity (and my looks), and became a hand model. Oh how envious I was. Now I shall give him the punishment he deserves. I will OBLITERATE HIM! On the first odd holiday of the year, Pickle day, most shops were closed, except for shops selling pickles and modelling agencies. He was alone in his own modelling agency, admiring his wingnails. I snarled at him. He didn’t notice. Operation Ducky’s Promotion would now start. It’s already sundown. I never realized that, talking to myself made time fly. Never mind about that… I started tip-toeing my way to the modelling agency. Equipping myself with my revenge ball, I entered the modelling agency. There he was. I can’t believe it. That evil wing manicure made me angrier. I got my revenge ball ready, while Duppy was still admiring his nails. I directed all my strength on my right wing and threw the ball as hard as I could, at that stupid wingnail. I heard a crack. His nail was broken. There was a brief pause of silence. Duppy started to make a miniature waterfall. My work here was done. He had received his punishment. Sun was down. It was time to go. I left Duppy alone to flood the mall… But of course I don’t mean it. I mean, I don’t want to open a can of worms. Anyway, tomorrow will be a new day, without pickle costumes (and Duppy the hand model).

=﻿ **The Storm**=
 * <span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">﻿Thunder roars and lightening crackles, rain pours down buckets glore, for this is another harsh winter storm. Tree's sway side to side thrashing and crashing in the icy cold winds. Like cookies being shaken in a tin. Well winters harsh so beware because sometimes it can give you a scare. **
 * <span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">﻿Thunder roars and lightening crackles, rain pours down buckets glore, for this is another harsh winter storm. Tree's sway side to side thrashing and crashing in the icy cold winds. Like cookies being shaken in a tin. Well winters harsh so beware because sometimes it can give you a scare. **