The Girl

The Girl

Macey stopped. There was the ragged girl she had seen that morning. Tangles in her hair, dirt on her face, rips in her clothes. Macey had no idea what to make of her. she knew everyone in the neighborhood, so she must be new. But there was only one intermediate in the whole village, and Macey hadn't seen her at school. However, Macey was a slave to curiosity, so she cautiously approached the girl. Just before she reached her, a crowd of teenagers passed in between them. "Hi, I'm Macey." said Macey, only to find she was talking to thin air! The girl had merged into the crowd. Just then, she noticed a hollow in the brick wall the girl had been sitting on. A small corner of paper was peeking out, as if a note had been hastily stuffed inside.

Macey extracted the thin paper with extreme care. Knowing it was not for her, she did not want to tear it. It looked like a half-folded origami swan, screwed up and stuffed in the hollow. It was written in a simple number code, except the numbers were Roman numerals. Macey quickly decoded it, with little trouble. 'Ryan's disappeared. We don't want to assume the worst but we will now rejoin groups. We have no food and as you know the assassination is tomorrow at sundown. We cannot go further, we must stay in this village. Sammy's dead, knife to the throat. Meet at Clover Park ASAP in the tallest climbable tree to discuss. We have a problem that we can't fix. Too risky to put in a note. Good luck, Annabelle' This all made no sense to Macey, but she replaced the note as she had found it and strode over to Clover Park to find out.

Frozen Morning

Frozen morning

Sharp, cold breezes canter in the early morning light.
I feel their icy touch.
A golden sun rises through dense layers of clouds.
I see the bright glare of orange.
Steamy mist rises above half-frozen pools.
I feel the moist cold seeping through coats and jackets.
Birds chirp in the shadowy trees.
I hear their joyful song.
Thick ice carpets the bare ground.
I feel the crunching underfoot.
Orange mist swirls around the trees.
I see the dim glow.
Creeks melt and rush swiftly along.
I hear the trickling of running water.
Insects chirp from their perches in the bushes.
I hear their playful orchestra.
Tall bare pines stand tall, their silhouettes jumping out in the landscapes.
I see their dark figures.

By Amy

Learning Reflections- Week 7

Week 7

This week was amazing! We had a disco on Wednesday, themed '80s', and it was brilliant! Also we had 25 Japanese students from Makuhari Junior High come and stay at 25 lucky host families. They were coming and going, visiting scenic attractions all around the North Island. They learned a lot and I hope they really enjoyed their stay here. This week in maths, I learnt about integers. They are whole numbers, negatives and positives. I also learnt how to add or subtract a positive and negative number. The rule is looks confusing, but it isn't, however, I find it impossible to word.Next week we will have finished number and will move on to measurement, in maths. We had a test to see how much we already know, and I don't really think I did very well. Measurement is definitely not my best area in maths! Extension Writing has started, and I really enjoy it. We do a lot of poetry, which is fortunately my favourite genre of writing. This has been a really great week!

My Writing- Jungle Girl

Jungle Girl
She flits from branch to branch like a fantail.
She leaps from log to log like a tiger.
She runs as fast as a springbok.
She swings from vine to vine like a monkey.
She slithers as silently as a snake.
She climbs as high as a giraffe.
She roars as loud as a lion.
She dances as gracefully as a swan.
She flies as expertly as an eagle.
She swims like a dolphin.
She hops from stone to stone like a rabbit.
She holds as tight as a python.
She thinks as clearly as a human.
She moves as precisely as a jaguar.
She creeps as stealthily as a mouse.
She hunts as skilfully as a cheetah.

By Amy

My Writing- Lonely

Lonely

Lonely is a pain in your heart that never stops aching.

Lonely is a burning behind your eyes, filling them with tears.

Lonely is an endless tunnel of black.

Lonely is a rope made of interlinked question marks that is the

 only thing keeping you from falling into a bottomless abyss.

Lonely is a dark sea, silent and black, nothing in any direction.

Lonely is a hall filled with people, where even your best friend ignores you.

Lonely is a ladder, with no end.

Lonely is a hallucination where you see everything you want,

 but it dissolves into smoke the moment you touch it.

Lonely is a searing pain in your stomach, always increasing,

like someone is tearing your insides apart.

However, lonely is just an illusion.

By Amy

My Writing- Spring

Spring

Light rain patters

On the roof of leaves

New shoots rise,

A light, light green

Newborn lambs baa,

White as snow

Baby calves sleep

Under skies of indigo.

Moon shines bright,

In the opaque black

Stars flicker and twinkle

With a warmth the sun lacks

Horizon glows orange

Sun shines gold

Sees this time of year again,

Spring's story, yet to be told

Clouds drift lazily

Over quilts of snow now thinning

Across the land, people now

Tell stories of new beginnings.

By Amy

My Writing- Autumn

Autumn

Cold breezes dance through crisp morning air. Crackly brown leaves cascade around gnarled oak trees. Bare branches protrude from tree trunks, like knobbly fingers snatching at thin air. A carpet of decaying leaves lies underfoot, crunching into dust with every step. Light rain patters on the roof of twigs, dropping through the torn umbrella of entwined boughs and branches. A golden sun ascends the misty sky, making every dew drop glow glow. My eyes light up from the beauty of Autumn.   By Amy

Relay for Life Poetry- Hope

Relay for Life Poetry

HOPE

An abyss stretches out in front

Deep and bottomless

I'm not going to fall while I'm young

Into the ravine filled with darkness

Shove me off, but I won't fall

My family hasn't given up hope

Gather my strength, take one step more

Over obstacles, climb a breaking rope

I won't yet be robbed of life

Into the pit I will not yet fall

Now I live a survivor's life

And hope gave me it all

Remember those who were lost

Support those yet to pull through

Celebrate life at all costs

Give hope is what you must do

By Amy

Learning Reflections- Week 5

Week 5

How many days in a week? Seven?! It feels like it must have been two or three! On Monday, there was the Inter-Intermediate Swimming Sports, and I went as a reporter. It was a day with unpredictable weather, with warm sunshine for the first hour or two and freezing rain and wind on and off for the rest of the day. We came home disappointed, placing sixth out of seven intermediates. Tuesday passed in such a breeze, I can't even remember many things we did. On Wednesday, we received the test results for all the testing we have been doing. I did pretty well, with Stanine nines in most areas. In writing, the explanation I handed in for the test was leveled at 6P,  which is great considering that I was only a level 4A at the end of last year. Seriously, you would think I would go down in levels over the summer holidays, but no, apparently not! Over the week in mathematics, I have learnt how to tell if a number is divisible by four, six and eleven. If the number formed by the last two digits is a multiple of four, the original number is divisible by four. If the number is divisible by two and three, it is also a multiple of six. For eleven, it is a little complicated. First, you add together the digits in even positions. For, say, 3492, you would add together the four and the two. Next, find the sum of the digits in odd positions, which would be 3+9=12. If the difference between the two answers is zero or a multiple of eleven, the original number is a multiple of eleven.  

Learning Reflections- Week 4

Week 4

This week we did lots of testing!!! Monday should be renamed 'Maths Testing Day'. We did a basic facts test, the IKAN test, and the PAT Mathematics test. Maths is my favourite subject, but several of my friends were groaning with boredom by lunchtime. Since then, we have done lots more PATs such as English, Reading Comprehension, Listening, etc. I didn't learn anything from the tests, because the whole point of them is to find out what you have learned and what you need to learn. However, we have done a report on wetas, so I learnt heaps about them. I also learnt that it is not necessary to have headings for every paragraph if you have  good topic sentences. In maths, I've learnt a lot this week. I've learnt what prime factors are, and how to use a factor tree to find them. Also, my maths group did lots of work on highest common factors and lowest common multiples. This week has been a great week for learning!!!

Learning Reflections- Week 3

Week 3

This week passed in a blur! On Friday we had our inter house swimming competition. It was similar to the swimming sports at my old school, but we never got cold. Everyone was sitting with their house, and cheering the swimmers along. The four houses are Mangapiko (my house) Puniu, Waipa, and Waikato. Even though I didn't do well in the races, I still had an awesome day! I've done heaps of writing this week, too.

My Learning Reflections- Week 1&2

Week 1&2

My first week at TAI has gone so  fast! There's so many things to remember, e.g. which bus to catch, what your classmates are called, where the playground is, etc. But now we have almost been here two weeks, (how does time go so quickly?!) we are doing heaps of testing. My brain is going overload! Maths, spelling, reading, music, it's a miracle I can remember everything after six weeks of holidays! Maths is my favourite subject, I've learnt how to round numbers to significant figures. If it is to one significant figure, you round it to the first digit. Example: 577 rounded to one significant figure is 600.  

Welcome to my blog

Hi

My name is Amy and this is my site for my school Te Awamutu Intermediate. I will be using this to record and reflect on my learning over the year. I hope you enjoy it.