The Farm House (Narrative)

As Leslie walked cautiously through the grassy path, a ray of sun pierced through the clouds. Trying to avoid the murky puddles, she smiled with relief as she could no longer feel droplets falling on her. Sweat dripped down Leslie’s tan face, as she walked continuously for hours.

She’d always fought and argued with her stepmother, but this time it was personal. So she fled. Just as Leslie was looking for shelter, the sky turned dim and gloomy. Walking towards a figure in the distance was salvation. As she reached the farm barn, the door creaked open slowly as she made her way in.

Opposite her was a, stack of hay. Well its all there was, so she slept on the stack of hay overnight. Waking up early in the morning, Leslie continued her journey for salvation. On her journey she had to face daring, treacherous pathways. She also encountered with a rattle snake.

Leslie had always feared snakes and so the day had to face her fears...or run. She ran for her life and out of nowhere, a helicopter came to her rescue. “HELP! HELP!” Leslie yelled jumping up and down. With her cold hand, she felt her heartbeat and safely climbed the ladder up to the door.

To her amazement, her real mother appeared to be seated in the helicopter. “MUM”, cried Leslie.
They lived happily ever after.

Thanks to Sylvia for helping me write this. 

Social 2012

“10 minutes left!”, I exclaimed. As I was dressed within the theme(NZ Olympic Sports Team) I was ready to go. Entering the Yr 7 & 8 Social, my eyes widened with fascination, the lights were the center attention of the hall. Running the Social I was accompanied by the other fellow prefects, Selena, Toreka, Sylvia, Joe and Samson.

The night was still young and the social had just began. Minutes later the hall was full with music pumping. All around I could see people dancing to the music, under the shimmering lights.  

A popular song request was made after the crowd demanded it. It was no other than the one and only ‘Gangam Style’. As soon as the song played everyone began to get hyped and started dancing.

A dougie was held and as usual only one can win. With the many entries, we lowered it down to two. With the contestants giving it their all, I could see it was a tough competition. The winner was declared...Nezinli(boy).

But as usual everything must come to an end. After the social I was asked if there was going to be another social, I smiled with a cheeky grin and walked away.

My Friend Description

OLD SKOOLZ

Well, about 4 weeks ago our teacher (Miss Garden) gave us a task to make an MTV. We had to first get in to a group of 3,4 or 5. My group was called the OLD SKOOLZ! In my group were Selena, Ala and Sylvia. Here is our movie and I hope you enjoy!

Indian Fiafia

Fiafia night was awesome! I was in the Indian group and our dance was great,I felt nervous at first, but when I got on stage I felt calm and relaxed and when the music had started to play and we had did our first move the crowd started too cheer . It was a wonderful feeling too be up on stage and dancing.

I my dancing group was Mubasshira, Ala , Sylvia, Toreka and me. Mubasshira was our dancing teacher and she is only a year 6 at Point England School. we added some of the moves and Mubasshira did the rest.

I had a lot fun learning and preforming the dance!

Zino's Restaurant

Hello again this is the movie my crew and I made for the Point England film festival. In my group was Toreka, Angela, Sylvia, Aidan and Jordan. S. I had a great time with my crew while filming this movie. My lovely friend Toreka named the movie after me but the start starts with a Z it is called Zino's Restaurant. Hope you enjoy it alot.

Thanks for watching.