2015 Reflection

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT'S ALMOST THE END OF THE YEAR!! As it's my last year for Pt England. Why not end it off with a reflection about 2015!!

In the beginning of the year, I felt shy and confused. It wasn’t long until the year 8’s went on the leadership camp. The leadership camp gave me the confidence because I was one of the leaders. I had to show the teachers of what I was capable of. What I find satisfying this year was meeting new friends and going team trips such as the Film Festival, Yr7 Rainbows End, Marsden Camp and much more. It was also difficult to stand up in the team and do the mihi or the karakia.

If I was to grade myself out of 10 for being awesome. It would be.....9.01 because i’ve showed the juniors to be a good role model. These are some of the things I’ve contributed for Team 5 this year. I’ve tried the mihi, karakia, fundraisers and I was also a house captain. Next year I would study more because this year I didn’t get much homework. I would really like my teacher next year to know that I like to play sports, games and I love to spend time with my family.

I want my future teacher to help me with almost everything they know. I like to learn new subjects, sports and even animals.  This is a blog post to help you understand some of the things. Here

Let The Race Begin

We have to write about what perspective we want to write about. I picked the person who came second place.

When I took one step out of the bus, there were camera lights flashing at my face. As I entered the stadium, I could see some of the other runners getting changed. I could hear my name in the some of the interviews.

First I slowly walked onto the rough track. Then I started to warm up. I was extremely keen because the crowd was cheering my name.

Then I saw my rivals getting into their starting position. I rapidly jogged to the starting line and formed myself into my starting position. Clearly the other competitors were nervous too as I could smell their body odour wafting off their bodies.

Next the gun made a loud shrieking BANG! I took off like a rocket. I could feel sweat flowing down my neck and my heart was beating like a drum.

After that I was in the last ten metres of the sprint. My only perspective was the finish line until this tall muscular man went speeding past like the speed of a Lamborghini. When I went past the finish line, I kept my chin up and congratulate the others for the race.

Finally the race was over. I went to stand on the podium, when I heard my national anthem. I knew I represented my country and my family.