My cousin Kitione's 5th Birthday!

"Wooooooooooh!" I shouted while I slid down the slide. Yesterday on the 25th of August we celebrated my little cousin's 5th Birthday at......CHIPMUNKS!!. His name is Kitione. Kitione's actual Birthday was on the 20th.

His favorite thing in the whole world is Spider Man. Kitione even wore a Spider Man costume there. And even cooler he had a Spider Man cake. Everyone was playing on the playground (kids not adults).

I was on the big slide with my cousin in-law Sia: 14, a girl from my church Sulu:12 and my cousin (a boy) Sana:12. "Come on and climb" I said to my cousin while trying to hold on to the rope. Finally we got to the top of the slide.

There were heaps of little kids on top but not sliding down. "Hurry up and slide" My cousin shouted at the little kids, well about 7. When they finally slid down it was our turn. I was holding Sia's ipad to record and take pictures of the Birthday.

"Woooohooooooooo" We all slid down. "Everyone its time to eat now" Taupea said on the speaker. We all went and sat down. But all the little kids sat on the small table. Kitione sat on the Birthday chair and we sang Happy Birthday as soon as he blew the candel.

"Happy Birthdaaaay to yooouuu!!" We ended the song and Kitione sang a Samoan song. He sang a song that was made up in his pre-school. He actually sang to songs. I took heaps and heaps of pictures. When he finished, we did the prayer and ate.

We went up and got some food. They looked yummy! I took photos of the food. Sia, Sulu, Sana and I went and sat back down. "I'll get some drinks" I went up to my uncle Livingston and asked "Can I have 4 drinks" He gave 4 to me and I went back and sat down.

"Thank you" They all said to me. We started eating and talking. As soon as we finished eating we stood up and was about to go to the playground but then Taupea said "There are some desert on the table" We looked at each other and we ran to where the deserts were.

I was so full so I didn't get any. But there was heaps of yummy stuff. I was just playing games on the ipad. "Lets go now" We went back to the slide and slid. The slide is the best part of the playground. Because its big.

About 8 minutes later my grandpa called out to me and said "Get Sana we are going home now" I gave the ipad back to Sia and said bye to them and went to the Exit and got some party bags from my cousins Zina (Sana's sister) and Vanila.

But we have to take a photo. "Bye" It was awesome!!

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Jordenne,Iron and Jennifer Little Red Riding Hood DLO

Here is a movie that my friends and I put together. It is about Little Red Riding Hood. HOPE YOU ENJOY!! :)

Netball

Last Tuesday was our 3rd to last Netball game challenging Revelation. I don't actually know what school they are from. Revelation team are coming first and we are coming 4th. Our team, the Red-ferns wanted to play hard.

So when the whistle blew the Center which was me passed the ball to Meleane and she was Goal Defense. The time went on and it we stopped we finished the 1st quarter. Now it was the second quarter. It went on and on and our game finished.

The final score was.....22-15. It was a great game. But even though we are coming first we still had fun! I can't wait ti'll this Tuesday...because we are gonna go serious! 

The Brave Little Tailor

One summer’s morning a little tailor was sitting on his table by the window; he was in good spirits, and sewed with all his might. Then came a peasant woman down the street crying: ‘Good jams, cheap! Good jams, cheap!’ This rang pleasantly in the tailor’s ears; he stretched his delicate head out of the window, and called: ‘Come up here, dear woman; here you will get rid of your goods.’ The woman came up the three steps to the tailor with her heavy basket, and he made her unpack all the pots for him. He inspected each one, lifted it up, put his nose to it, and at length said: ‘The jam seems to me to be good. I’ll buy a jar.” The women, who had hoped to sell far more jam, gave him what he wanted but went away grumbling.

‘Now, this jam shall be blessed by God,’ cried the little tailor, ‘and give me health and strength’; so he brought the bread out of the cupboard, cut himself a piece right across the loaf and spread the jam over it. ‘This won’t taste bitter,’ said he, ‘but I will just finish the jacket before I take a bite.’ He laid the bread near him, sewed on, and in his joy, made bigger and bigger stitches. In the meantime the smell of the sweet jam rose to where the flies were sitting in great numbers, and they were attracted and descended on it in hosts. ‘Hey! who invited you?’ said the little tailor, and drove the unbidden guests away. The flies, however, understood no German, and came back again in ever-increasing companies. The little tailor at last lost all patience, and drew a piece of cloth from the hole under his work-table, and saying: ‘Wait, and I will give it to you,’ struck it mercilessly on them. When he drew it away and counted, there lay before him no fewer than seven flies, dead and with legs stretched out.

The taylor looked at the flies that he had killed, and could not help admiring his own bravery. ‘The whole town shall know of this!’ he said. And the little tailor hastened to cut himself a belt, stitched it, and embroidered on it in large letters: ‘Seven dead at one stroke!’ ‘What, the town, the whole world shall hear of it!’ he exclaimed. and his heart wagged with joy like a lamb’s tail. The tailor put on the girdle, and resolved to go forth into the world, because he thought his workshop was too small for his valour. Before he went away, he looked around the house to see if there was anything which he could take with him; however, he found nothing but an old cheese, and that he put in his pocket. In front of the door he observed a bird which had caught itself in the thicket. It had to go into his pocket with the cheese. Now he took to the road boldly, and as he was light and nimble, he felt no tiredness. The road led him up a mountain, and when he had reached the highest point of it, there sat a powerful giant looking peacefully about him. The little tailor went bravely up, spoke to him, and said: ‘Good day, comrade, so you are sitting there overlooking the wide-spread world! I am just on my way there, and want to try my luck. How about you come with me?’ The giant looked contemptuously at the tailor, and said: ‘You wretch! You miserable creature!’

‘Oh, indeed?’ answered the little tailor, and unbuttoned his coat, and showed the giant the belt, ‘there may you read what kind of a man I am!’ The giant read: ‘Seven dead at one stroke,’ and thought that they had been men whom the tailor had killed, and began to feel a little respect for the tiny fellow. Nevertheless, he wished to try him first, and took a stone in his hand and squeezed it together so that water dropped out of it. ‘Do that,’ said the giant, ‘if you have strength.’ ‘Is that all?’ said the tailor, ‘that is child’s play !’ and put his hand into his pocket, brought out the soft cheese, and pressed it until the liquid ran out of it. The giant did not know what to say, and could not believe it of the little man. Then the giant picked up a stone and threw it so high that the eye could scarcely follow it. ‘Now, little mite of a man, do that,’ ‘Well thrown,’ said the tailor, ‘but after all the stone came down to earth again; I will throw you one which shall never come back at all,’ and he put his hand into his pocket, took out the bird, and threw it into the air. The bird, delighted with its liberty, rose, flew away and did not come back. ‘How does that shot please you, comrade?’ asked the tailor. ‘You can certainly throw,’ said the giant, ‘but now we will see if you are able to carry anything properly.’ He took the little tailor to a mighty oak tree which lay there felled on the ground, and said: ‘If you are strong enough, help me to carry the tree out of the forest.’ ‘Readily,’ answered the little man; ‘take you the trunk on your shoulders, and I will raise up the branches and twigs; after all, they are the heaviest.’ The giant took the trunk on his shoulder, but the tailor seated himself on a branch, and the giant, who could not look round, had to carry away the whole tree, and the little tailor into the bargain: he behind, was quite merry and happy, and whistled the song: ‘Three tailors rode forth from the gate,’ as if carrying the tree were child’s play. The giant, after he had dragged the heavy burden part of the way, could go no further, and cried: ‘Now I shall have to let the tree fall!’ The tailor sprang nimbly down, seized the tree with both arms as if he had been carrying it, and said to the giant: ‘You are such a great fellow, and yet cannot even carry the tree!’

The giant said: ‘If you are such a brave fellow, come with me into our cave and spend the night with us.’ The little tailor was willing, and followed him. When they went into the cave, other giants were sitting there by the fire, and each of them had a roasted sheep in his hand and was eating it. The little tailor looked round and thought: ‘It is much more spacious here than in my workshop.’ The giant showed him a bed, and said he was to lie down in it and sleep. The bed, however, was too big for the little tailor; he did not lie down in it, but crept into a corner. When it was midnight, and the giant thought that the little tailor was lying in a sound sleep, he got up, took a great iron bar, cut through the bed with one blow, and thought he had finished off the grasshopper of a man for good. With the earliest dawn the giants went into the forest, and had quite forgotten the little tailor, when all at once he walked up to them quite merrily and boldly. The giants were terrified, they were afraid that he would strike them all dead, and ran away in a great hurry.

The little tailor went onwards, always following his own pointed nose. After he had walked for a long time, he came to the courtyard of a royal palace, and as he felt weary, he lay down on the grass and fell asleep. Whilst he lay there, the people came and inspected him on all sides, and read on his belt: ‘Seven dead with one stroke.’ ‘Ah!’ said they, ‘what does the great warrior want here in the midst of peace? He must be a mighty lord.’ Soon the Taylor was brought before the king how had a request to make of him.

“In the forest roams a magical horse with one horn – a unicorn which does great harm attacking people all around. If you can can rid me of this unicorn, you shall have the hand of my daughter in marriage and half my kingdom.” And the Taylor thought to himself, “It is not every day that I receive an offer such as that” and he replied.

I do not fear one unicorn. Seven at one blow, is my kind of affair.’ He took a rope and an axe with him, went forth into the forest. The unicorn soon came towards him, and rushed directly on the tailor, as if it would gore him with its horn without more ado. ‘Softly, softly; it can’t be done as quickly as that,’ said he, and stood still and waited until the animal was quite close, and then sprang nimbly behind the tree. The unicorn ran against the tree with all its strength, and stuck its horn so fast in the trunk that it had not the strength enough to draw it out again, and thus it was caught. ‘Now, I have got it,’ said the tailor, and came out from behind the tree and put the rope round its neck, and then with his axe he hewed the horn out of the tree, and when all was ready he led the beast away and took it to the king.

But the kind was sorry that he had promised his daughter to the little man, and and made another demand. Before the wedding the tailor was to catch him a wild boar that made great havoc in the forest. And so the taylor went into the forrest where the boar was roaming.

When the boar saw the tailor, it ran on him with foaming mouth and sharp tusks, and was about to throw him to the ground, but the hero fled and sprang into a chapel which was near and up to the window at once, and in one bound out again. The boar ran after him, but the tailor ran round outside and shut the door behind it, and then the raging beast, which was much too heavy and awkward to leap out of the window, was caught. The hero, went to the king, who was now, whether he liked it or not, obliged to keep his promise, and gave his daughter and the half of his kingdom. The wedding was held with great magnificence and small joy, and out of a tailor a king was made.

After some time the young queen heard her husband say in his dreams at night: ‘Boy, make me the jacket , and patch the trousers”. The next morning complained of her wrongs to her father, and begged him to help her to get rid of her husband, who was nothing else but a tailor. The king comforted her and said: ‘Leave your bedroom door open this night, and my servants shall stand outside, and when he has fallen asleep shall go in, bind him, and take him on board a ship which shall carry him into the wide world.’ The woman was satisfied with this; but the king’s armour-bearer, who had heard all, was friendly with the young lord, and informed him of the whole plot. ‘I’ll put a screw into that business,’ said the little tailor. At night he went to bed with his wife at the usual time, and when she thought that he had fallen asleep, she got up, opened the door, and then lay down again. The little tailor, who was only pretending to be asleep, began to cry out in a clear voice: ‘Boy, make me the jacket , and patch the trousers”.. I smote seven at one blow. I killed two giants, I brought away one unicorn, and caught a wild boar, and am I to fear those who are standing outside the room.’ When these men heard the tailor speaking thus, they were overcome by a great fear, and ran as if the wild huntsman were behind them, and none of them would venture anything further against him. So the little tailor remained a king to the end of his life.

Title: The Brave Little Tailor

Author: The Brothers Grimm

Characters: Tailor, Giants, King and the Princess

Setting: In a old town in a room. In a castle.

What was the problem? On his belt it said “7 dead in 1 stroke”. So when he met a giant, the giant looked at his belt and thought he killed humans. But actually he killed 7 flies in 1 stroke. So the giant tested and see if that was true.

What was the solution?  

The Brave Little Tailor tricked the giant, so he can think that he is strong.

What was the Moral of the Story?

To be Brave!

My favourite part of the story was?

When the Little Tailor tricked a Giant.

Caption: The Brave Little Tailor

The Ugly Duckling

One hot summer breeze in NZ, was magnificent. Because it is usually dirty and old, but now it is beautiful. The grass was green, the oats were yellow and the hay was dry to roll in. It was amazing!

There were ducks that built their nests under burdock. This mother duck had 6 eggs, 5 eggs were pure white..and the 6th egg was grey and ugly. The duck was always puzzled about that egg, and how it came out so different than the rest.

These ducks are not clever at all, and are not quick at counting, so this mother did not worry herself about the matter, but just took care  that the huge egg should be as warm as the rest of the eggs. Those eggs were the first ones that the duck has laid.

She was very pleased and proud, and laughed at the other mothers, who were always neglecting their duties to gossip with each other or to take little extra swims besides the two in the morning and evening that were necessary for health.

The mother duck was looking at the eggs about several times waiting for the time to come. But it never happened. “My eggs are taking way too long to hatch” she said to herself.

But still, she knew if she went and left the eggs and the ducklings in them to die. Then her friends will never speak to her again. So there she stayed. The only time she has to get off is so she can check if it was cracking. Which may have been the reason why they have not cracked sooner.

She had been looking at the eggs for one hundred and fifty times.....and finally two eggs cracked. The mother duckling was filled with joy and happiness. So she got them all together and never moved again.

The next morning she was rewarded by noticing cracks on all five of them. And in midday she saw two heads poke out of the shell. Before the sun arose the five white eggs were empty, and ten pairs of eyes were gazing out upon the green world.

Now the ducks had been carefully brought up, and did not like dirt. Besides shells are not very comfortable for you to walk on or to sit on. So she moved it to the side, and felt delighted to have some company to talk to till the big egg hatched.

A summaries of how it ends:

So when the big egg hatched, other ducklings and ducks keeps on bullying him because of how it looked like because it was a swan. So he found a new family (which were swans) and they live happily ever after.

Everyone is different. And no one, I mean no one is perfect!

Eden Park

"GO FOU!" I shouted. On Saturday my auntie, cousin and I went to Eden Park. My auntie Lana who is 19 and my cousin who is older than her and she is 21. We went their to watch my uncles (my aunties boyfriend). He was in Varsity under 20's rugby team.

His name was Fou and he was number 11. My uncle got the ball and ran and got a try. Lana my auntie was so HAPPY!! They were challenging College Rifalls, and they were in the lead. "VARSITY...VARSITY!!" All the Varsity supporters shouted.

But the College Rifalls supporter and the team members were swearing at the referee. They were drinking beers. It was nearly full time, and it was down to 33-35 to College Rifalls. "Breeeeeeb!!" The whistle blew.

The College Rifalls team won! After it time for the prize giving. They gave them their medals and the Varsity didn't get any. So after that we went to the big field. We were at Eden Park but they didn't play inside. So then we went inside and watched Varsity vs Pakuranga under 21's.

About 8 minutes later the Pakuranga team got a try. My uncles neck was sore. So we went outside to our car but there was nothing. "Uhhhm wheres our car?" My cousin Feu said. "Go ask those men's" Feu said to my uncle Fou.

My auntie Lana ran and looked for the car. Fou and my cousin was sorting it out with these men, they are the ones who tows the cars. I was hoping that our car didn't get towed. "Wheres our car!?" My uncle said angrily.

The man answered and "Sorry but it has been towed" Fou was so angry. My auntie Lana ran back. One of them had to go with the driver who takes them to where our car is. Heaps of people who came to the game had their car towed.

So we went and got it back and went back home. Then at night Varsity had their celebration. GO VARSITY!!

Hansel and Gretel

Once upon a time a very poor woodcutter lived in a tiny cottage in the forest with his two children, Hansel and Gretel. His second wife often ill-treated the children and was forever nagging the woodcutter.    "There is not enough food in the house for us all. There are too many mouths to feed! We must get rid of the two brats," she declared. And she kept on trying to persuade her husband to abandon his children in the forest.    "Take them miles from home, so far that they can never find their way back! Maybe someone will find them and give them a home." The downcast woodcutter didn't know what to do. Hansel who, one evening, had overheard his parents' conversation, comforted Gretel.    "Don't worry! If they do leave us in the forest, we'll find the way home," he said. And slipping out of the house he filled his pockets with little white pebbles, then went back to bed.    All night long, the woodcutter's wife harped on and on at her husband till, at dawn, he led Hansel and Gretel away into the forest. But as they went into the depths of the trees, Hansel dropped a little white pebble here and there on the mossy green ground. At a certain point, the two children found they really were alone: the woodcutter had plucked up enough courage to desert  them, had mumbled an excuse and was gone.    Night fell but the woodcutter did not return. Gretel began to sob bitterly. Hansel too felt scared but he tried to hide his feelings and comfort his sister.    "Don't cry, trust me! I swear I'll take you home even if Father doesn't come back for us!" Luckily the moon was full that night and Hansel waited till its cold light filtered through the trees.    "Now give me your hand!" he said. "We'll get home safely, you'll see!" The tiny white pebbles gleamed in the moonlight, and the children found their way home. They crept through a half open window, without wakening their parents. Cold, tired but thankful to be home again, they slipped into bed.    Next day, when their stepmother discovered that Hansel and Gretel had returned, she went into a rage. Stifling her anger in front of the children, she locked her bedroom door, reproaching her husband for failing to carry out her orders. The weak woodcutter protested, torn as he was between shame and fear of disobeying his cruel wife. The wicked stepmother kept Hansel and Gretel under lock and key all day with nothing for supper but a sip of water and some hard bread. All night, husband and wife quarreled, and when dawn came, the woodcutter led the children out into the forest.    Hansel, however, had not eaten his bread, and as he walked through the trees, he left a trail of crumbs behind him to mark the way. But the little boy had forgotten about the hungry birds that lived in the forest. When they saw him, they flew along behind and in no time at all, had eaten all the crumbs. Again, with a lame excuse, the woodcutter left his two children by  themselves.    "I've left a trail, like last time!" Hansel whispered to Gretel, consolingly. But when night fell, they saw to their horror, that all the crumbs had gone.    "I'm frightened!" wept Gretel bitterly. "I'm cold and hungry and I want to go home!"    "Don't be afraid. I'm here to look after you!" Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he glimpsed frightening shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness. All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree.    When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded. They were well and truly lost. On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage in the middle of a glade.    "This is chocolate!" gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall.    "And this is icing!" exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage.    "Isn't this delicious?" said Gretel, with her mouth full. She had never tasted anything so nice.    "We'll stay here," Hansel declared, munching a bit of nougat. They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open.    "Well, well!" said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look. "And haven't you children a sweet tooth?"    "Come in! Come in, you've nothing to fear!" went on the old woman. Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching unwary victims. The two children had come to a really nasty place.    "You're nothing but skin and bones!" said the witch, locking Hansel into a cage. I shall fatten you up and eat you!"    "You can do the housework," she told Gretel grimly, "then I'll make a meal of you too!" As luck would have it, the witch had very bad eyesight, an when Gretel smeared butter on her glasses, she could see even less.    "Let me feel your finger!" said the witch to Hansel every day to check if he was getting any fatter. Now, Gretel had brought her brother a chicken bone, and when the witch went to touch his finger, Hansel held out the bone.    "You're still much too thin!" she complained. When will you become plump?" One day the witch grew tired of waiting.    "Light the oven," she told Gretel. "We're going to have a tasty roasted boy today!" A little later, hungry and impatient, she went on: "Run and see if the oven is hot enough." Gretel returned, whimpering: "I can't tell if it is hot enough or not." Angrily, the witch screamed at the little girl: "Useless child! All right, I'll see for myself." But when the witch bent down to peer inside the oven and check the heat, Gretel gave her a tremendous push and slammed the oven door shut. The witch had come to a fit and proper end. Gretel ran to set her brother free and they made quite sure that the oven door was tightly shut behind the witch. Indeed, just to be on the safe side, they fastened it firmly with a large padlock. Then they stayed for several days to  eat some more of the house, till they discovered amongst the witch's belongings, a huge chocolate egg. Inside lay a casket of gold coins.    "The witch is now burnt to a cinder," said Hansel, "so we'll take this treasure with us." They filled a large basket with food and set off into the forest to search for the way home. This time, luck was with them, and on the second day, they saw their father come out of the house towards them, weeping.    "Your stepmother is dead. Come home with me now, my dear children!" The two children hugged the woodcutter.    "Promise you'll never ever desert us again," said Gretel, throwing her arms round her father's neck. Hansel opened the casket.    "Look, Father! We're rich now . . . You'll never have to chop wood again."    And they all lived happily together ever after.

The End

Title: Hansel and Gretel

Author: The Brothers Grimm

Strengths and Weakness

Characters: Hansel: S:Keeping trails, To make his sister feel safe W: Scared

Gretel: S: Smart and Tricky W: Scared.

Witch: S: Loves to eats little kids W: Dumb

Father: S: Strong W: Listens to his second wife.

Stepmother: S:Being Bad W:Being Good

Setting: Cottage in the forest and Strange cottage in the middle of glade.

What was the problem? The stepmother didn’t like Hansel and Gretel, she always ill treats them. And she said there wasn’t enough food for 4 mouths. So she said to get rid of the two kids and take them to the forest. So she kept begging the husband to abandon them.

What was the solution?  

The little girl tricked the witch by putting butter on her glasses so she couldn’t see. Letting her feel a chicken bone so she can’t eat us. And tricking her by pretending that Grettle didn’t know how to work the oven. And pushed in the oven so she can be burnt like a cinder.

What was the Moral of the Story?

Is to always know what to do.

My favourite part of the story was?

When Gretel tricked the witch.

Caption: Gretel pushing the witch inside the oven.

The Hare and the Tortoise

Hi my name is Slow poke, and one day I was munching my grass as usual. Then, this Hare came to me while I was eating and said "Hey you Cabbage head....Lazy head" But he said other mean words, but I didn't care.

Then a fox came along and asked the Hare and I if we could have a race. We went to the starting of the line and got ready. I crawled so fast that I won!  Since I won I shouted so excitedly "Woooohoooo I won the race!!"

The next day Speedy was just wondering around and I was just nodding my head for......no reason.
Speedy bounced to me and said "Come on you lazy thing. Is that all you do for your excersize to nod your head all day long?"Speedy was surprised I don't nod my head when I go to sleep.

Their was silence because I didn't answer the question that Speedy asked me, because in my mouth their were lots of cabbages inside. So it was full. And because I was chewing so slow. Again a fox popped out of the hedge row while he was scratching his flea bites and said to Speedy"Did you know that the Tortoise had Hibernates?"

"Hiber what??" Speedy asked. "Hibernates" said the fox trying to correct the Hare (Speedy). "It means that the Tortoise goes to sleep for the whole winter." "What?! The whole winter?" The Hare said. "He might be the laziest creature on earth" The Hare said again.

It was quite easy to mock me. But I didn't really bother because I was eating my cabbages, and chewing it very slow. But the friendly fox who knows it all stood up for me.

"Mostly he will be around when we are both gone. And when it is passed 100 years, the Tortoise can still be around" The fox exclaimed.

TO BE CONTINUED.........

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