The haunted house:
In a dark stormy graveyard, there stood a very haunted house. It has a sharp broken windows, the tiles slid off the roof and the wood was black from fire. You could hear the ghosts looking for humans to scare. There were witches singing potions and the floor was creaky. The whole house smelt like raw flesh and blood.
I crept round the back to see if there was a window to peer through. As I turned the corner of the massive house, I nearly jumped out of my skin. A bloody hand print, printed on the wall dripping onto the ground. I sprinted away as fast as I could but trying to as quiet as i could.
I tripped over what looked like a human bone. I looked up and in front of me was a grave. Jonathan wilbert 1928. I turn back, something grabbed my foot. I get dragged away. I clenched onto a root of a tree, but my hand slips. A shadow walks towards me on the cobbled old steps. It chucks me onto a patch of thorns, jabbing me while I let out a squeak. The pain.
Something pinches my shoulder. I try getting up. I’m get pinned down. OUCH! I get lifted up again and I try wriggling out of his pale white arms. He squeezes me as tight as he could. Something runs down my leg. Oh no! He squeezed me so tight, I think I just peed my pants. The shadow got a good whiff of the stink, and it drops me. How embarrassing. I ran off into the dark forest. Never to be seen again.
In inquiry, we had to tie a freezer bag around a hand-full of leaves. We had to keep the bag around the leaves for one night. Before we went, we had to write down our prediction and a reason of what you think will happen.
My prediction: They will chang coulors.
My reason: Because the heat will make the leaves sweat and the coulor will fade and make the leave change.
Observe: The leaves got really sticky and there was a lot of water in the bag, the leaves sort of changed coulor.
Explain: This happended, because the heat shone onto the bag and in the bag it had no air,so it sweat.
1: Cinquain poem:
Fire hot, Flammable Crackling, burning, steaming Raging it’s words aloud Marshmallows
2: Found poem:
Compering a decision, was no concern. the hesitation was coming. Paused. Afraid. will he die?
Acacia’s animals eating apples,
Acacia’s acting, is always awesome.
Acacia’s aardvark chasing ants,
Acacia’s flower is a blossom.
Acacia’s accidently broke an arm.
Acacia’s afternoon was awful,
Acacia’s additude is fine.
Acacia’s always lawful.
Acacia’s growing antanas.
Acacia’s appointment took AGES.
Acacia’s army has approached.
Acacia’s book has lots of pages.
We had to go on a website and power puff yourself here is mine.
Here is the website: https://www.powerpuffyourself.com/
I am doing a remix of the play school theme, here it is:
What is a factor?
A factor is a whole number that has more then 2 numbers that can be evenly times into that number.
What is a prime number?
A prime number is a number that can only be times with that number and itself.
what is a composit number?
A composit number is a number that has more than 2 numbers that can be times evenly to that number.
It’s 1914, the time that you would never like to be. Gun shots, wounded people, the horror. Hi, Im Tess, and I live in this house, alone. Holes in the walls, mice in the attic and planes of old wood cover the doors. I really don’t like it here, but I have to stay. It’s more safer then to go outside. My dad joined the army as well as my Mum.
I hear footsteps thumping to the house in the distance. BANG, BANG, BANG! Someone is kicking at the door. To be exact there is THREE BIG MEN kicking at the door. I run upstairs, tripping over them, one bye one. One of the men kicked the door of it’s hinges. I start to panic.
A BIG hand grips my shoulder. He must of came in from the back door. I turn around cautiously as he covers my mouth with his other hand. He picks me up and takes me to the kitchen as the others follow. He throws me onto the chair and glares at me. So I glared back. No one speaks. My mind is racing with confusion. “Why are they here?” “Who are they?”
The man opens his mouth to speak, as I interrupt.
Hi, my name is Acacia, as you might already know, and here are some things about me:
My hobbies: This year I am playing netball in the grade 6 team. I like to draw things such as people and flowers. I also like gymnastics, and I think I am pretty good at it. My favourite trick is a backflip. My favourite thing to do at school is to hang out with my friends, and I am starting to like maths.
What I would like to be when I’m older: When I’m older I would like to be a photographer and a tattooist. I would like to be a photographer because I think that I am pretty good at taking photos of things, such as flowers. I would like to be a tattooist because I like drawing as I said before and I think I am a good drawer.
This year in grade 6 I would like to do more long division and long multiplication. I would also like to read more good fit books and write more poems. The books I am interested in are historical fiction because I like going on the adventure with the author and it gets me into the land of books. My favourite authors are Morris Gleitzman, Andy Griffiths and R.L stine, because it gets me hooked into the book and it entertains me.
Other stuff: I have 6 people in my family plus 1 guinea pig, 1 budgie and 2 fish. My favourite superhero is batman, and I love MINIONS!!!
That’s all about me and I hope you got a little bit of information in it. Peace out.✌️