The windscreen wipers worked furiously to clear the glass from the driving rain. It was no use, he still couldn’t see, so he pulled into a side street and waited for the pelting sheet to ease. Flicking through the radio, a wavering squeal emerged, quickly changing into a fast beated pop song. Jonesie, as he was called on the rank, shuffled lower into his seat and settled down to waited. Looking up to change the crackling station, he noticed a brown-coated figure huddling in the meagre shelter of a deserted warehouse. Jonesie studied the figure and decided, being a kind-hearted man, that he would try and do something to help. As Jonesie neared, the brown-coated figure started to shift uneasily, looking up with fearful brown eyes. “You look pretty cold out here, would you like to come and sit in my taxi till the rain eases off a bit?”, Jonesie asked sincerely. After waiting a bit and receiving no reply, Jonesie headed back for the warmth of the taxi. When he neared the car, he noticed someone behind him and turning around saw that the brown-coated figure had followed him to the car. “So you decided to come then, eh mate?”, Jonesie queried heavily, as he helped the figure into the passenger seat. Closing the door, Jonesie thought about what might happen to this poor guy. In the car, Jonesie changed the station yet again finding a country song he thoroughly enjoyed. After the song had finished, he flicked the radio off and turned to his bedraggled guest, noticing that his bones almost protruded through the coat. “So, aye, where do you come from then mate?”, inquired Jonesie. “That’s if you don’t mind me asking?” His only reply was the turning of the brown-coated figures head, to stare wonderingly out into the menacing dark sky. Jonesie tried again, “Eh, um, what’s ya name then?” The brown-coated figure turned his head in the direction of Jonesie and blinked his fearful brown eyes in reply. Silence followed, Jonesie thinking of what he could do for his silent guest. Jonesie flicked on the radio again, it crackled and hissed, and then resumed into some teenage trash. “Come on mate, you must be starving. Lets take ya home and give ya some tucker”, Jonesie said. The brown-coated figure did not move and his answer was only a deep sigh. The rain had eased and as they drove, the road glistened like oil. Jonesie had finished his shift, so there were no problems. When they got inside his house, Jonesie helped the figure to dry himself, but he never took his coat off. Jonesie thought this a bit odd but made no further inquiries. He prepared a meal and the brown- coated figure warmed himself in front of the blazing fire. Six months later, the brown-coated figure and Jonesie spend every night in the taxi, listening to the crackling radio and sharing long conversations with many pauses and deep sighs of reply. The fearful brown eyes are fearful no more and the ragged, tatty coat has been replaced by a thick, warm one. Jonesie and the brown-coated figure spend all their time together, after all, dogs are a mans best friend. | Who is the brown coated figure? Where is the brown coated figure? Why is the brown coated figure following him? What colour is the taxi? Why is he so boney? I wonder when the last time the person ate? Do we know what it is yet? How did the brown coated figure get there? Is it a dog? Did society depress this man? Has he worked himself to death? What is tucker? Why was the figure in a ware house and why was it there? Why did it not want to take its coat off? What is Jonesie’s job? | The dog Warehouse Because he was lonely and hungry white/yellow/blue He hasn’t eaten A week maybe No Abandoned Yes People did not treat it right. Dog food It is fur Taxi driver |
Luke @ Mairehau High School
Kia ora, I am a student at Mairehau High School, Welcome - Haere Mai. This is a place where I will be able to share my learning with you. Please note my work may include spelling or other errors because some of it will be my first drafts. I would like to get your feedback - comments, thoughts, questions and ideas to help me Learn Create Share.
Thursday, October 29, 2020
Wednesday, September 9, 2020
Tabula Rasa
Tabula Rasa
Make a copy of this document and save it into your English folder
Watch the story..
Write a recount of what you see and what you think has happened. You can be the robot or the person telling the story.
Summarize the story using first, next and last using no more than 60 words.
Copy the cartoon link and your completed page onto your blog.
Beginning | The robot is walking in the desert and comes across a plant and he looks up at a mountain and decides where to plant it. |
Middle | He walks to the mountain and climbs up the mountain. |
End | His battery dies and he drops the plant and falls over.Then there is a tree because it grows over time. |
Firstly the robot is walking around the desert.Secondly he finds a plant and he finds a place to plant it.lastly he dies then there is a tree because it grew over time
Cartoon
Cartoon
Copy and paste the link into your search bar and watch the cartoon.
For each scene summarise what you can see
Summarise the cartoon by using first, next and last using no more than 60 words.
Copy the cartoon link and your completed page onto your blog.
Scene One: At home | I can see a small space and dim light. It reminds me of the burrows I have seen on tv that animals dig out as their home. I can see they are all huddled together sleeping so there is not a lot of room. The inside of the burrow is brown so it is dirt that has been dug under the ground. |
Scene Two: First activity of the day | The meerkats look out of the barrow and see that there is a flower on a tree. |
`Scene Three: A feared enemy | Then they see the vulture coming over |
Scene Four: Enemies revenge | So the vulture steals the fruit |
Scene Five: The Rescue | The one of the meerkats gets hold of the fruit and then they form a chain. And they get it back. |
Scene Six: Sport nirvana | They were playing rugby and they did a drop kick over the 2 trees and it splattered on the ground |
Scene Seven: The End | One of the meerkats kicks the flower in between the 2 trees |
Firstly the meerkats get a fruit. Secondly a vulture steals it. Lastly the meerkats get it back and play rugby.
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Falcon
The Falcon
Scientific name: Falco
I chose this bird because the falcon is imaginative and creative and they have a great sense of humour.
The falcon is not intelligent because their brains are devoted to their eyesight and hunting behaviours and learning how to hunt; however, they are a bit more intelligent than an owl.
There are 38 species of falcons and 1 out of 38 is only found in New Zealand, the New Zealand falcon.
What is the falcon afraid of? If you make a decoy bird or put a rubber snake that will scare the (domestic) falcon; in their natural habitat falcons are scared of real snakes, larger predator birds, and wild cats or dogs (like coyotes) depending on where they live.
The Falcon can be found in many different habitats ranging from grasslands, tundras, deserts, coastal areas or different types of forests. It 's very adaptable and can live anywhere it can find food.
My mascot is the Falcon, firstly they are imaginative and creative,next they are not intelligent birds because of their brain size and lastly there are 38 species of Falcon.
Tuesday, June 30, 2020
Media study's
In media study's I have been working on a stop motion called who ever controls the media controls the mind.Me and Wyatt spent about 6 hours in total in the past few weeks.
This photo is some of the scenes and three of the characters we used I was the one that drew the characters.
The bottom photo is the poster that i did for a different message.
Friday, November 29, 2019
math's
Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | ||
6x | 9 | 10 | 10 | 10 | ||
7x | 3 | 10 | 8 | 6 | ||
8x | 3 | 10 | 8 | 7 | ||
9x | 10 | 10 | 10 | 10 |