This is just a visual explaining what is Climate change, and what is causing it to become warm. This was an activity from reading.
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This is just a visual explaining what is Climate change, and what is causing it to become warm. This was an activity from reading.
Kia Ora everyone! Welcome to my blog post! Over these past few weeks in our writing sessions. We have made a fictional story to make our reader feel some kind of emotion, such as sadness. We have also been exploring the effect of short sentences and emotional story reading. Hope you enjoy!
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The time has finally come, as death has caught up to my dear dog, Martey.
I couldn’t help but feel tears pouring down my cheeks as I spotted pain in my dog's eyes as she was laying down on the cold, marble table, being helpless and feeling slight pain. I felt helpless how I couldn’t do anything to help my dog out, wanting to do something to help her feel more at ease, have a less painful death. I remember all the times I spent with Martey, when I first saw her as a little puppy and how I was so proud in watching her grow into a strong adult, but it was depressing how I also had to watch her slowly die, in pain. I looked away and wiped my tears, feeling my heart fill up with sorrow and gloom. Martey was like my child, I cared so much about her and I can't believe I had to witness her death right in front of me...
My body was trembling in fear as I looked down, seeing how high up in the sky I was. I was rather nervous, but then I swallowed my fear and tried to calm myself with some slow, nice and steady breathing. I then gripped onto the straps of my parachute and then leaped off of the plane. I screamed so loudly I wasn't able to hear myself, I felt the pressure of the wind hitting my body. I shut my eyes tight, afraid to even look down. I then slowly opened my eyes, tears coming out of the corners of my eyes from the air pressure and I was able to see the beautiful scenery. I then pulled on the string roughly to be able to trigger the parachute, making myself sway in the sky. I was just taking in the lovely view.All of the fear inside of me just washed away, filling up with amazement and amusement. It was rather scary at first, but seeing the amazing view and be able to be more confident, it was worth it. I was so lucky I was safe and sound and not squished to the ground like a fruit. Curse me and my overthinking brain!!

Today's writing Session, we had to create a whole descriptive paragraph of how we would feel if we were starving in the middle of the sea (At least thats what I did). I honestly had fun about this activity that we had done!
(My Descriptive Writing)
It has been a few weeks since something eatable enter my mouth, the only thing I can taste is the salty air of the sea. As I laid there on my wooden canoe, I felt a sharp pain of hunger stabbing my stomach, it was a awful feeling. My mouth was dry, I felt famished as if my stomach was going to explode, just because I was craving for food. As I look high in the sky, I can see the bird in the sky and I know that the fishes were below me, in the dept of the ocean. As if they were somehow teasing me. I am hoping we can find more land sooner or later, or else I can just stay here and die of hunger on my wooden canoe that wasn't eatable at all....sadly.