This video was about a few different civilizations that found ways to be informed on space. The Babylonians had a written system that they used to record big volume astronomy observations. They also created calendars to time important things. Babylon was also birthplace to the earliest forms of modern horoscopic astrology. Why are some civilizations interested in astrology? How could Mayas predict eclipse and how the planets moved? I now understand that there are a lot of things to cover in astronomy.
“Where are we?” I said to my best friend called Dustin. ” I am not sure,” he replied, “but I think that we are in deja vu!” I looked around a bit and thought that it did remind me of something that I had seen before. It reminded me of a time when I had been at the zoo. Wait, no, that was not right. It reminded me of… then it shot me like a bullet to the chest. I had seen this chaos before. It was when I had experienced war conditions. I never want to think about that tragedy ever again. It was terrible.
So far this semester I have achieved making a well structured paragraph that has the burger as an analogy. I have also achieved how to make a better debate speech because before I used to only put in facts but now I have a good structure persuasive speech.
I have not yet managed to get some ideas from books. I use a few ideas from books but maybe I could use more styles of books.
During this term I am hoping to do my homework earlier instead of leaving a bit until Saturday or Sunday. I mostly get it done but maybe if I did it earlier I could have it better quality. I also this term want to know more about the Solar System because I learn’t about it in Year 3 but know I don’t know much about it anymore. I also want to know what figurative language is because I don’t remember if I have ever learnt it before. I want to know if clauses are like sentences, phrases or if it is just like a paragraph
Have you ever thought that you were going to die? Well, I have! It all started one day when I thought of a good idea. I got in my car heading towards the good idea. Or that’s what I thought.
I was getting closer and closer to it and every meter closer I went, 1 more heartbeat per minute I had. Was I crazy? Yes, I was crazy. Crazy for my idea. If I said so myself. ‘It’s not too late to change,’ my mind kept saying to me, ‘No,’ I said to myself, ‘I try new things all the time …I know I can do this!’ Every corner I turned made me want to go back even more. But I kept strong, I kept brave- I would do it!
There I was. Ready to go. Was I crazy? Yep, crazy all right, crazy for life! I was going to do it no matter what my body told me. The hairs on my neck stood up like they had just been watered from a flood of my sweat. The attendant had a happy smile on his face but I knew that that wasn’t going to last long.
The vertical distance was about fifteen meters and it had sharp rocks to avoid as well. It was great. The only problem though was that I might be too chicken to jump that distance.
As I stepped on to the grey rock my heart sped up to 3,000 pumps per minute. I was starting to feel the pressure even though it was just me and the attendant there. It was cloudy and dark. It looked like it could break into thunderstorm any second now.
“How are we all?” Said the attendant which I thought was incredibly weird because I was the only person who was there. “Good!” I replied with a small and shaky voice.
“Are we ready to go!” he said and then he started jabbering on about things like how he was going to put the rope on and a bunch of boring things like that. I yawned a few times but he didn’t take the hint.
“All right,” he said after what felt like one million years, “are we ready to rock ‘n’ roll!”
“Yes!” I shouted back. I took a few steps away from the edge and then I retraced them again. It felt like I was going in slow motion. “WWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” He yelled at me but I couldn’t make out what he was saying because it felt like he was saying it in slow motion. I jumped off the cliff. Just after I jumped I realised what an idiot I was. I had just jumped off a cliff and he hadn’t even attached the rope to me yet.
‘What happens if someone finds me and my whole body has been invaded by worms? Red backs would be crawling out of my eye sockets and my mouth chewing in bits of my flesh. What if I don’t have a nose and only a bleeding squashed thing? And even worse what if my head wasn’t attached to my body no longer? That would be scary.’ All these thoughts raced through my head. I hope that you have remembered that this whole time I was falling through the air.
“Someone, please help me. I am not a bird. I can’t fly!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. I closed my eyes and looked up at where the clouds would be if I hadn’t jumped off a cliff on a damp and dull day “Prey to god that at the end of this cliff is a soft landing.” I looked down and I saw the best sight that I had ever seen. It was beautiful. It was absolute perfection.
A pile full of leaves was waiting for me to fall on it. I closed my eyes and waited for an unpainful peaceful landing. BANG! I landed on something hard, sharp and pointy. I looked on my arm. It was full of blood. It was a terrible and an ugly sight. I was scared and I wanted to at least see another animal so I would now that I wasn’t alone in this terrible battle. It felt like I had fallen in a ditch in the world war one.
I wondered along with a wounded body that was full of blood from head to toe. I kept walking until my legs were so sore from carrying me around because they were bruised and scarred. I picked myself up and forced my body to keep working harder than it already was. Then I froze. There was something ahead of me. It was dark and round and it had sharp edges pointing off from all different angles. Some were coming from the roof and some others were coming from the floor. I was scared to go in it. But it was my only choice. For all I knew, it may lead back up the way I had come.
I hiked as hard as I could up the (what seemed like) a vertical cliff. Every step I took. Another scratch I got from the rocks. I couldn’t do it. I was too young to die.
After a while I could see something that I hadn’t seen in a long time. Light. It was a beautiful sight. Then I heard some voices calling. “I can see him, repeat I can see him, over!” Then there was a helicopter above me. The rope started going down. I grabbed it. It pulled me back up to the top. I was really pleased with myself. I had just gone through the most terrifying rides in the history of terrifying rides. And I had survived.
A crowd had gathered around me and all I could here was them shouting my name. I went back home and I thought about what a horrifying ride that was.
That night I switched on the TV onto the 7news. The top story was…. ME! They were talking about how no-one knew what had happened to him except for the man himself. I couldn’t wait for my next cliff jump.
“Help me!” I shouted out to anyone that would listen. I was hanging of a rope on the end of my fingertips for what felt like a million whole years. I heard a siren in the distance. I looked behind me and I saw a horrible sight. A fire was starting at the end of the rope. It was coming closer and closer to me. I was scared as hell. ‘What a way to die!’ I thought to myself. The fire Brigade was yelling at me, “Hold on, we are coming!” I don’t think that I could though.
I was sitting on my desk, feeling bored. I had been drawing for what seemed like years. I checked the time. Only a couple of minutes passed since I started. I decided that a good idea would be to write a story. I wondered what I should write my story about. It hit me like a bullet to the chest. ‘What about a story about a circle?’ I thought to myself, ‘What color should it be though?’ I thought about that for a long time. ‘GREEN.’ I confirmed. This story is going to be the best story that has ever been written.
Here I was! Looking at a miracle. It was a beautiful sight almost as good as pink lollipops that were a meter long. The next second it all went down the stairs. It wasn’t beautiful anymore. It was a nervous sight. It was a black river. It was terrible. All polluted. A few seconds ago it was beautiful. What how did that happen. Maybe it has got something to do with the sun. Yeah, probably! I’m cooked come to think of it. Suddenly, it struck. A huge lightning bolt came crashing down on top of the river. The answer stood right there.
“Ring! Ring!” The postman is here. I wonder who wrote me a letter this time. What if it is a birthday invitation. What am I talking about, I’m 34 years old. We don’t have birthday parties anymore.It is probably some bill that I haven’t paid yet. I have got a lot of those types of letters recently. The postman slipped the letter in to my hand. I said thank you and then opened it up. As I read the contents of the letter, I was aware of the smile on my face. It was a never ending smile. A birthday invitation.
I created this graph about “HOW BIG ARE FAMILIES IN OUR SCHOOL” Using data from kids in my class. My drawing was close to the real one although I had it starting at the top and working clockwise from two-eight. Our class data gave me a good estimation on the how many family members from people in the school.
I am on the street. I don’t know where I am going. I guess I’m just wondering the shops. A guy in a black suit is walking down next to me. It is very awkward. It feels like he is following me. He nudges me. That was weird, a stranger just nudged me. “Hey,” he whispered to me, “I dare you to walk over to that guy and trip him up!”
“Why would I do that?” I asked him.
“Because it will be funny!” He said and then shortly after said, “DO IT OR ELSE!”