How Cheetahs Got Their Spots!!!...

How Cheetahs Got Their Spots!!!

A long, long time ago when animals can Dance and Sing, their lived a cheetah, the only one of his kind, who is not deceased. This cheetah had beautiful, Snowy clear white, smooth fur and was very quick on his feet, therefore the other animals called him Ice age.

His prey could not easily escape him, and he could always find lots of wild animals like Meerkats,Buffalo and many more. so whenever he was hungry, he would go down to his

territory and he would always find something close by to eat.Ice age parents died from his prey.

One day Ice age was wandering off down the forest, a man named Bolt came running with full speed, heading towards Ice Age. Ice age was frightened and he ran and ran as fast as he could. Running was something Ice age was good at.

But suddenly Ice age thought of a good idea he decided to blend in with the surroundings.It seemed liked Ice age the cheetah was very hungry and was very good at hunting.

Ice Age was looking sharp as mr Bolt told ice age the cheetah to strike the tree very hard as he could. Ice age struck it with all his mighty power but suddenly when he he struck it a enormous beehive came tumbling down going straight towards  ice age . But all of a sudden he was captured in minutes from the beehive so Ice age the cheetah hooked on his turbo and ran fast down to the river a BIG splash from ice age. As soon as he got out of the river he didn’t notice that their was spots on him.He shooked of the wetness away from him and he twist and turn back to the river...

The Boy In Striped Pyjamas...

The boy in striped pyjamas...

I stepped onto the rocks and climbed on until I totally see a gargantuan barbed wire-fence standing in front of me as the soldiers lining on the line waiting for a call from the commandant. Inside the fence, I surprised to see a boy, around my age sitting alone on the ground. He is wearing a striped pyjama. His bald head shining under the sunny light, he looks up at me with naïve eyes and i smiling at him, a friendly smile. Through his eyes, I thought he might be suffering a lot and his face also expressing something miserable and pitiful. I start to tell him what I am doing here and ask him what he is doing here. He answers me with an innocent voice that he wants to be separate from the other people so he is lonely. After a moment, I know his name is Samuel and he is being a prisoner at this concentration camp where all the prison lives. I feel something interest about this boy so I decide to sit down on the other side of the fence and begin to tell him about my story as a friend. …

After that time, I more often come to the forest and visit him, also bring him some food with a board game. The story about the friendship between Samuel and me just continue….

This is a little short Descriptive writing of The boy in striped pyjamas...

6 Thinking Hats.......

This is a piece of work I put together  that I did for Homework.To show my audience what a 6 Thinking Hat is so they can work on it threw the day.

Individual Description

Talofa lava and welcome to the adventure of me. Hi my name is Timothy and I have short bristly  black hair, I have a beautiful smile that sparkles like diamonds. I have deep varying shades of brown eyes. I wish that one day I will become a successful All Black. I am proud to be Samoan. I am short and of medium build. I am muscly but  not up to the standard that I would like to be. However lets move on with the story.

T is for Talent

I is for Intelligent  

M  is for Moonwalker

O is for Online

T is for Tough

H is for Helpful

Y is for Youth

This Is Me!!

My Family is awesome. In my family there are  3 sisters and 2 brothers. One sister goes to Tamaki College, that is Trish. My eldest sister works for a house painter. My little sister goes to Tamaki Primary. My little brother is in Samoa with my Aunty and my other brother who is 3, goes to a Samoan school in Glen Innes.My dad works in Mt Wellington and so does my Mother. My Dad and Mum are caring and they both spoil me and help with homework but not give me the answers. My sister Trish she is like the next Hulk that is going to smash me.

The community I live in is Tamaki. I live in G.I. I go church on sundays with my family and friends in Otara. I live in a place where there are heaps of people I can be friends with and I am getting to know them well. The best place I like going to is school, thats were I get my learning skills from my Teacher. The best teacher in the world is Ms Aireen.

In my family I am the third eldest boy and like to play rugby. When I was younger, my Dad would always give me the rugby ball to play with. My Dad inspired me to play rugby. When I turned 10, I played for the Manurewa Marlins Rugby League Team. My dad would always nag me to wake up for my rugby games. Then when I turned 11, I headed over to play for Varsity University. What I like about my culture is the food, especially pig. Every Sunday we always have a feast at the Pastors house. But what I like most about my culture is the Samoan traditional game Kilikiti.  My goal for 2013 is to start listening to the the teacher and keeping my hands of my keyboard when she tells to stop. 

                                              

                                                   

THAT'S MY ADVENTURE!!!