Thursday, 2 November 2017
With a skip in my step I raced along the pathway I finally made my way home.mum dad i yell as I walk inside.mum dad where is everyone I did a good thing school today mum dad this is not funny come on. maybe the are out shopping. 1 day later maybe they left me maybe it was because i was smarter than them.I searched around the house. No sign of them they're gone.I run to my room bang as the door slammed i knew i wasn't alone.
Monday, 30 October 2017
Earlier today a man was found dead in the local river.
20 year old Mark freed was last seen walking along the river bank at 3:00 am
40 year old brad rock a fisher man from the the hunting and fishing shop discovered the body at 10:08 am today. locals say he was always at the bar on a Monday.for more information go to crim.co.nz
Sunday, 3 September 2017
In the dusty barber shop harry the hair cutter with a snappy waistcoat and a bowtie sharpened his razor on the strop. Strolling over to his best customer the gramophone stops.He leans in to have a look”I will fix it gary said. Harry holds the old dusty record and glers out the window.Kerfily Harry organised his scissors in a neat military line.A Second later the sweet funky jazz music starts to play.Harry looks out the window It's a black man Playing a Golden Trumpet.What are you doing said Harry as he swings his razor Angrily at the Blackman.Give me that Harry said as he plucked the trumpet out of the man's hands.Harry swings bag around the man is Gone He has vanished into thin air. that solved my problem harry said as he walked inside. Bang went the trumpet as Harry dropped it on the table.I hate black people Harry said as he walked over to his tall black chair.He brushes the dust off his legs Tick tock tick tock went the great grandfather clock.Harry Glares out the window any minute now Harry said to himself.He turns his head to the old picture of him and says what will I do with the trumpet.I haven't played a trumpet in ages harry said as he swiped the pale white cloth along the ear hole at the polished Trumpet.He marches back and forth as he plays a horrendous military song.All of a sudden trumpet started to play as all by itself in his arms.Harry slams the trumpet on the table it slides left it slides right he let's go.Tick tock went the clock as Harry scarcely moved around the shop.It must be my imagination a trumpet can't play all by itself. He grabs the trumpet he plays the horrendous military song again
All of a sudden the trumpet started to play itself right out of harry's arms he yanked it back the trumpet started to play a military marching song harry played the exact song but in a higher tune.all of a sudden they started to play jazz.As harry and the old polished trumpet play jazz as they dance side to side all around the shop.On and on They play until it all stops. bang goes the trumpet as harry drops it on the floor Everything slows down harry steers at the mirror in fright it's my reflection but it’s not. The image in the mirror is Harry but black
.Click goes the light as Harry pulls the string.’’It Can't be real’’,harry said as he slides his hands around his face.Knock knock ’’who's there’’,harry said.’’It's me gary i have fixed your gramophone good.The very next morning harry changed he started to let black people in his barber shop that very day harry changed and for the rest of his life he respected black people.THE END
Thursday, 27 July 2017
Thursday, 11 May 2017
the mapua wharf
On hot sunny days when the sun was shying Millie
invited us to the mapua wharf. The water was warmest at 11.00. The wharf, soaking wet and slippery, held lots of soggy people. At the wharf
Jody did a belly flop into the water. The explosive
impact was so powerful that Jody went splat. My
heart skipped a beat and i feared the worst.
He bobbed up out of the water groaning with pain.
swimming to the ladder he dragged his saw body
up to the top. Lying on the ground gasping for air he rolled backwards and forwards. after that he sat up and said that was fun.
Monday, 10 April 2017
I am in a family of 4. My mum, dad, sister, and I are all musical. My dad and I play drums. My mum and sister play bass and guitar. It is really annoying because my room is right on top of the music room. My grandma is musical but my grandad is not. My gran and poper
are not musical.
My dad is an accountant for supreme health.
My mum is a music teacher at upper Moutrie school on a Tuesday.
my sister goes to garin college I go to Mahana school.
Thursday, 6 April 2017
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As the storm troopers close in I feel my hand clench on the pistol grip of my DC17.