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Friday, May 4, 2012

Daniella Hulme's Journey

When Daniella was in her teenage years in Holland, she wanted to become an artist, but her parents were not supportive of her dream job. They held traditional views about what career pathway was appropriate for her. So she was a nurse for a couple of years instead.


Daniella met her future husband through nursing and emigrated to NZ. She got married and had children. Daniella’s husband supported her dream of being an artist so he got her into an art class to learn how to paint. It was through these art classes that she learnt the techniques of painting with oil. She liked the texture and the smell of the paint and how it gave her more time to work on her depth of colour.


Daniella's work is inspired by her husband's culture (Samoan) so the theme for the majority of her paintings are the pacific. She uses vibrant colours in her paintings because she likes to cheer people up and give people a sense of well-being.




I worked with Jarna to produce these paragraphs

Friday, March 9, 2012

The Life of the Famous-Ben Carson

Born in Detroit Michigan Ben had a difficult childhood. His mother Sonya had dropped out of school in grade 3, and she got married at age 13. When Ben was 8 years old his parents got divorced and Sonya had to raise her kids by herself. She had to work 2 - 3 jobs to provide for her kids.

In the fifth grade Ben was at the bottom of the class,and his brother wasn't doing so-well either. So his mother Sonya was determined to turn their lives around. She limited their TV privileges. Instead each week they had to get out two library books and write two written reports about them. They had to give them to Sonya to mark. Because of her poor education, she was unable to read their reports, but she still tried . She also refused to let them play outside until they had finished their homework.


Unexpectedly in a few weeks Ben had astonished his class by knowing what type of rock the teacher was holding, he was holding Obsidian. When he answered the kids in his class didn’t know whether to laugh at him or be amazed. At that moment he knew he wasn't dumb. Each day he was hungry for knowledge.

I have written this with my partner Jarna.