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Friday, June 28, 2013

The Student!!

Filming Reflection

Yellow Hat - The things I enjoyed
I really liked working with my friends. One other thing was that I got to do most of the filming and normally I don't. 

Black Hat - Which things didn’t I like.

People walking in and out of the doors was something I really hated. Trying to stay humble I didn't hurt anyone in the end.


Green Hat - What was something interesting about this week.
I learnt that teamwork sometimes is the key. Also that I can stay humble.


White Hat - What did I learn.
This week I learnt that sometimes I can manage my time. Not just that but also how to make and import a garage band.

Blue Hat - What can I do better next time.
Next time I could mange my time a bit better. Also to not laugh while people (Jouan) are trying to film me.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Siah, Lollypop & Monike

In the senior block, we have been working in our creative strand and Literacy groups again. Here is a presentation of my trailer planning that will hopefully be my next blogpost. 

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

SER Research

Lately, in year 7 & 8 extension, we have been learning and researching about SER (Self Explaining Road) streets or roads. These are streets that have little islands in the middle of the road. If you press on this LINK, it will take you to a form. Please fill it out and submit to help us with our research.


Friday, June 21, 2013

Prospective Student Writing


Strenuously climbing the towering mountains, Tarzan dangled from the vertical rock face.  Reaching onwards, he gripped onto a rock that looked like it was bound to fall. Luckily it was sturdy. He was so scared. With an apprehensive feeling, he was determined to climb to the top of the steep cliff.

 Reaching the top , Tarzan saw the Dojo. At that moment he had so many emotions running through his head. But what he was feeling the most was tiredness, anxiousness and relief.
 
 Walking towards the humongous door, he knocked and waited to see who would answer. He heard a clanking of chains coming from the hefty door. “Huh? What’s that noise?” he wonders apprehensively. Glancing up he sees a Sensei and in respect he bows. The sensei gives a penetrating stare and points to the right.

 “What?”, Tarzan gives in expression of his face. He thinks that he climbed up the mountain, risks his life, and goes to the dojo to gets rejected. So in reaction he drooped his body in rejection of the sensei and slumps off slowly.

 Then, to show the sensei he is worthy he meditates all night and day. Deep in meditation, Tarzan doesn't even realize that the door opened. But then he opens an eye and stands up. Again the Sensei points to the right.  So he then again turns away in disappointment.

 Then something struck Tarzan. He scrunches his face and turns around to prove to the sensei. He ran up and “BAM” the door was knocked out. One kick and it was gone. Ready to show he was worthy, the sensei came out and pointed to the right hand side again, for the third time.

   This time tarzan looked and there was a sign that said, “USE THE SIDE ENTRANCE”. In embarrassment he turned and walked to the side entrance. So all this time when he thought he was getting rejected, he was actually getting told to use the side entrance.


Monday, June 17, 2013

SSW Week 7


It was a cold, dark, gloomy night. I stumbled upon an abandoned hut deep in the heart of the forest. I was just about to enter the hut, when suddenly my friend Kaycee pops up behind me trying to scare me but it  doesn't  work. After a moment of nothingness, we decide to go in together.

Waking into the hut we see nothing but spider webs, dust, old furniture and a very clean fish tank with piranhas in it, which made me think these fish get visited once and awhile. Suddenly I see green ooze coming  out of the walls, not only that but also a mysterious blur that flew past. I ask Kaycee “Did you see that?” but she just says “See what? NO!”.

Desperately wanting to know what that blur and goo was, I left Kaycee at the fish tank looking at the piranhas, to go investigate.