I think that children should be able to blog because that shows responsibillity that most children need to learn.
If you think that blogging doesnt show responsibillity, then you should feel the preasure of blogging. If you make one mistake it ends up with bad results. Putting bad stuff on the internet will get you into trouble.
I am a child that liks to post my research and work on the internet because it gives people around the world the chance to see what I am doing and they might take an interest in what i am writing and thats a good feeling.
- I made a monkey-mouse out of a shoe
- finally finishing my viscom homework
- cheesing off teachers
- completing my goal of reading 20 books
- getting better at my maths mate homework
This picture reminds me of my friends because no matter how sad I am they can always make me smile.My friend and my sister can draw like this and the sketches are just adorable.I love this picture out of all of the pictures that are drawn like this; this one would have to be my favourite. This picture describes good friendship and that is why I love it!This picture cheers me up because, just like my friends, it can always make me smile.
I don’t know about anybody else but if anyone asked me why I was still going to Hawkesdale College then I would have to tell them that at Hawkesdale College you get noticed for who you are.
The reason I come to school every day is because this school makes me feel accepted and glad to be learning here, with the teachers so understanding that you can tell them your problems.
Hawkesdale is a small town as well so if you live near-by and you walking home then some of the teachers will even help you and some of the smaller children across the road to prevent car accidents.
Listen to what I tell you, you may think that teachers are mean and annoying but you don’t see that they are actually trying to help you.
Our teachers at Hawkesdale College really do care; they will never let you get passed them with a sad face because they want your time at Hawkesdale to be as enjoyable as possible.
Us students are lucky enough to go to camps and excursions. Some \ other students don’t get that kind of opportunity. The camp we went to this year was Roses Gap and all of us students had a lot of fun thanks to our teachers here at Hawkesdale.
Its not only our teachers that are nice it is also our students. The students at this school are hard-working and understanding. Take it from me because I am a student at this school myself and in my opinion, this school is great.
If you are having trouble at school or home or any where you can always sit down and have a chat to our school counsellors who are free to help you with any of your problems and keep it in confidence if you want them to.
Our school’s principal is always upgrading our learning equipment so that we can have a better education, we have had our tennis court turfed so no-one gets hurt and even the computers are getting upgrades.
So, in my opinion, my family and I are really happy with our decision to stay at Hawkesdale P12 College and I know that you will be happy if you decide to come to our school too.
Roses Gap was our camp this year,
we all had a lot of fun and the activities were awesome the giant swing made me scared but I made it all the way to the top.
The giant swing is a harness pulled up the top of a wooden post by a group of people and then when you are up the top of the giant swing the people down the bottom call out a countdown and thats the scary part when you have to pull a really scary tiny rope and fly down.
When you drop you dont think that you are going to swing instead you think that you are going to splat on the ground but you dont.
The food was great once we had burgers and they tasted better than mcdonalds, I don’t know how they make that food so nice but I want the recipe.
we also did the following activities, canoing, night walking, swimming, raft making, archery, flying fox, vertical playhouse, giant swing, and we also had spare time.
This is my story about roses gap.
Tears formed in the corner of my eyes and trickled slowly down my cheeks as I watched my dad drive far away down the icy roads. I watched him leaving until he was as small as a speck and then I just sat on the dewy grass.
It didn’t even matter that the grass was wet nothing mattered anymore now that dad is gone nothing will ever be the same. In soggy pants, I walked as slowly as I could into the kitchen where mum was still sitting frozen at the kitchen table.
She took one look at me and broke down into tears. It’s been one hour since dad left and the house has already fallen apart without him Thomas, my little brother, is 5 and doesn’t quite understand what has just happened, he is just upset because dad always takes him on rides wherever he goes.
Mum has locked herself in her room and Thomas is feeding his pet rabbit winky. I knocked on mum’s door but she didn’t reply so I knocked once more and said that I was going for a walk.
I pushed the front door open and walked as fast as I could and somehow I ended up at the park. The park is where I, Thomas and my father used to play when mum was fussing over cleaning the so-called messy house.
Just seeing the park made me have to dry my eyes so almost instantly I collapsed onto one of the rickety swings and started to rock all so gently and slowly rocking and softly crying I fell asleep.
I was dreaming a beautiful dream about a secret island where no one was ever sad or angry, and the whoosh of the ocean was ever so soothing and slowly I was drifting in it. Whoosh, whoosh, “aaagh!” Whoosh, whoosh, “aaagh!” Whoosh, whoosh, “AAAGH!”
As soon as I heard a scream I woke in a flash, I was so shocked that I nearly fell off the swing, as soon as I could see I looked up at who was screaming and I realised that it was just a little kid she looked at me for a while and then she took a big breath ready to scream.
“MUMMY THE MEAN GIRL WONT GET OFF THE SWING”The scream was ear piercing and I stared in shock that such a little girl could let out such an unnatural scream. As I was sitting there dumbstruck a lady that was very tall came a started babbling on and on about thinking about little kids before yourself.
I was still shocked from being awoken so abruptly but I slowly slumped of the swing and dragged my feet over to the wooden seat it felt like I couldn’t take another step but I acted automatically, with the lady still glaring at me I didn’t feel welcome so I wandered off somewhere else.
I wandered so far for so long looking at my feet that I didn’t see that I was in the bustling market and there was a lot people that were trying to dodge me, when I looked up for the first time an old lady in front of me jumped in fright.I looked at the old lady and apologised. I felt so useless.
At my mums house we have a very shy Yabby because when ever someone she doesnt know comes to pick her up she hides in her tank.
our Yabby loves carrots and playing tug o war.
shelly the Yabby’s brothers and sisters all died sadly but she has made her own family now so she has a lot of company.
when she sleeps and doesnt want to be disturbed she hides in the tube in her tank.
now that she has babies she is more pretective and as soon as someone comes to pick her up she hides.
My goals are to
- Improve in math and
- I should probably listen more in class and
- try not to muck around.
- be involved in some sort of sport this year.
- go on a holiday