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 Hatred 
Hatred is a fire burning down a house.
Hatred is Air France Concorde crashing into a hotel.
Hatred is America Aline's crashing into the twin towers.
Hatred is Pam Am 747 and KlM 747 in a head on collision killing 583 people.
Hatred is the center of World War 1.

Black
Black is the night on a cloudy evening.
Black is the sticky tar on a hot summers day.
Black is smoke pouring from a toasty fire.
Black is the shadow of an evil man.
Black is blackberries dangling of a bush.

The world would be a better if we were more like Mother Teresa

War. Hatred. Violence. Greed. Suffering. Poverty. This is the world we live in. What can anyone do to make a world like this a better place? There is someone who did something. Someone who thought that even one person could make a difference. She was born in Albania in 1910, she became a nun in 1931 and she spent 45 years on the streets of Calcutta, India  helping the very poorest of the poor. Can you guess who this person was? MOTHER TERESA! If we were more like Mother Teresa, the world would definitely be a better place. Mother Teresa once said these words “I alone cannot change the world but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” Mother Teresa threw the stone and by living like she did, we can be the ripples.

Firstly,the world would be a better place if we cared for the people around us. Mother Teresa cared for people, the poorest people. When she arrived on the streets of Calcutta, one MILLION people lay on the streets thirsty, hungry and dying, so she started to care for them one by one. One day she found a woman lying in a pile of rubbish half dead, starving and wounded. Her body was being eaten by rats and ants. Mother Teresa rushed her to hospital but they weren’t interested in helping someone like that. It was this event that made Mother Teresa realise she had to set up a place, a home for all the women, men and children that lay dying on the streets of Calcutta. She believed that even people as poor as this deserved care at the end of their lives. Mother Teresa cared deeply for people in need. She said “No act of kindness is too small to make a difference”. Imagine what the world would be like if we lived that way?

Mother Teresa did everything with love. So secondly, the world would be a better place if we did everything with love too. What is the greatest act of evil in the world? Mother Teresa believed it is the lack of love. She loved the people who had no-one, no-one at all to love them. Mother Teresa believed that one act of love could change a life, that’s what helped her to keep going, keep loving when everything seemed hopeless. Mother Teresa once said  “We do not have to do great things, only small things with great love”. Our small actions if done with love can make the world a better place.

Thirdly, we could make the world a better place if we were more cheerful. Mother Teresa was a cheerful person and she believed that being cheerful was very important. Mother Teresa was known for her warm, happy greeting and her powerful, encouraging smile. To be one of the nuns who worked with her you had to be cheerful and able to smile. That was one of the things Mother Teresa required. She believed that “every time you smile it is an action of love, a gift to that person.” More smiles and more cheerfulness would go a long way in making our world a better place.

Finally the world would be a better place if we could be humble like Mother Teresa. She proved this in 1979 when she won the Nobel peace prize but she refused the traditional nobel banquet of honour and instead asked for all, and I mean all, of the money to be given to the poor! Mother Teresa lived alongside the poor people she worked with. She dressed like them and she even ate the same plain food the poor ate! All her life Mother Teresa wore a plain white sari just like the ordinary Indian women. Her saris cost only one dollar! Mother Teresa didn’t think she was special or better than other people. She said, “ I am God’s pencil, a tiny bit of pencil, with which he writes what he likes”. Putting others first and being humble would make our world better.

Mother Teresa was caring, loving, cheerful and humble. There is so much we can learn from her life. Imagine how different the world would be if we all could follow her example.  I wonder what would happen to war, hatred, violence, greed, suffering and poverty?

Have you ever seen a person lying on the side of the the road hurt or begging for money? Did you stop to help?  Mother Teresa would. Would you?

Mother Teresa

Up with the Troll

The Three Billy Goats Gruff definitely shouldn’t have crossed the bridge, told lies about their brother and probably killed the troll, and all for grass!  Undoubtedly the billy goats gruff behaved terribly.  What would their mother say?

Firstly, the bridge was the troll’s property and the three billy goats gruff had no right to barge on to it without permission, like they’re the king or something.  Clearly they should be punished severely.  How would you like to have an intruder on your property?

To further support my argument, the goats behaved terribly to each other.  They said their older brother was bigger.  How would you like it if you were told you were fatter than your brother?

Finally, the three goats killed the troll by bucking him off the bridge, killing him!  I believe the police should get involved or even the government!  It’s dangerous to let murderers be on the run.  Definitely the three goats should go to prison.

Certainly the three goats have to be put on trial and be sent to prison.  I hope I’ve changed your opinion  

DOWN WITH THE GOATS, UP WITH THE TROLL!

By Toby

R4 electronic devices at home

I found out 1 person had a playstation, 3 people had iPads, 7 people had iPods, 5 people had wii, 4 people had iPhones,4 people had cellphones, 4 people had  Xboxs and 2 people had tablets.

My awesome clues about me

My awesome clues about me

See if you can guess something about me

Our living fossil

My awesome term 3 goals

1. To run further and faster everyday in Cross country training and represent LAS at Clinton cross country.

2.To always sound out tricky words as I write then.

3. To start doing handwriting in pen.

4.To speak confidently in front of others.

Otago rugby team visit

Today Otago players [going to the ITM cup in Alexander] came to LAS

Me and Fusse

Otago players 

Playing games

My Triangular prisms

My story writing from last year

Big Ears was a skinny little elf who was quite good at hearing but not so good at talking.

However, his wife Little Ears was quite good at talking but, unlike Big Ears, quite bad at hearing.

So this is how the story goes…

One Saturday morning Big Ears was waddling down from his retirement home to get the post. Suddenly he came rushing in, but being old it took 3 minutes to get to his retirement home which was just 6 metres away from the post box!

“Yippe! We’re going to our sons wedding! Yippe!” Big Ears  whispered as loudly as he could.

“What did you say dear?” asked Little Ears. Big Ears lent forward to Little Ears and spoke as loudly as he could.

“I...said...we...are...going...to...our...sons...wedding”.

“Ok...what?” Little Ears replied. Big Ears rudely snorted and went up to the telephone, rang up the bus service and ordered a bus.

“Right were leaving for Hamilton towrow at 9.am.”

12 hours later…

“Please, dear tell me where we are going?” asked little ears.

“Hamilton” reminded Big Ears as they stepped onto the the bus.

“Hello, welcome to demon 8. We will be driving to Hamilton today,” a demon said smartly. Rrrrrrrrrr,rrrrrrrrrrrr, slowly but surely the bus began to drive forward  but surely began to go round in circles.

“Pease have some manners dear,’’Little Ears said politely. Big ears was not listening he was too busy…losing his lunch!!!! A couple of kilometres away the bus was passing a volcano.

‘Is this volcano active?” asked Big Ears, the only one with any sense on the bus.

“No” the demon said. But he was wrong.

2 seconds later…

Big ears, Little Ears and the demon hear long, loud rumbling. Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr and with it came a huge shower of hot, red ashes!!

“Drive!! What are you waiting for? Or are you a headless chicken??” Big ears shouteded at the demon. The Demon spoke next,

“I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is I’m not a headless chicken and the bad news is that I am an 8 year old and I don’t know how to drive!!!” Although Little Ears did not hear this she had jumped out of her seat and was screaming her head off!!!!!!!! Then the bus driver had started to copy Little Ears!!!

Big Ears muttered something under his breath and hopped into the driving seat but he couldn't see out the window so he shouted at the demon that he hated so much.

“GET HERE NOW !!!!!!!!!!!” The demon asked,

“And do what?”

“Lift me up! shouted big ears. So demon just shoved and lifted him.

“Who says an old elf can’t drive!!!!! YEHAY!!!!!!!!” Big Ears shouted happily.

The next day…

Big Ears had bought Little Ears hearing aides and the demon got a driving lessons.      

My living taonga recount

Giant weta are the heaviest insect in the world and are native and endangered. There are 11 types of these massive insect.  The maori name of giant weta is wetapunga meaning god of ugly things. The giant weta weighs up to 68 grams which makes it the heaviest insect. Because it's so heavy the giant weta can not jump.

A giant weta measures 100 mm and is 20 to 30 grams in weight. They have six triangular legs but on the front legs there are two ears sticking out of it’s knees. The head has two black eyes and a small mouth with a few tiny teeth. On the chin 4 feelers help it to feel it way around. And 2 antennae stick out of its forehead

Did you know that giant weta live on Little Barrier Island and also live in forests,  

, shrublands and caves.  They may also be found under stones in rotting logs and in pre-formed burrows.

Giant weta will eat any little creepy crawlies it can find such as flies, moths  and more   creepy crawlies . It will also eat veer tahsin and leaves.  They can eat seedheads and fruit like apples, berries, and bananas.

Giant weta have several predators such as rats,  cats and hedgehogs. Humans can also be considered as predators since humans are destroying their habitat. But humans are trying to protect the giant weta by moving then to Little Barrier Island where people hope they will breed and continue to survive.  

Giant weta have survived since the dinosaurs and  have changed very little over this long period of time but in the 21st century they are becoming endangered.  People need to help this large and very heavy insect. HELP THE GIANT WETA!!!l

My camp recount

Never-ending speeches.  Amazing carvings.  Unspeakable experience.  Cars rumbled into the rocky parks like an army.  Everybody hopped out of the cars and slowly walked to the entrance to the marae (waharoa) and waited under it.  Silently like ants.  1 minute… 2 minutes… 3 minutes passed, but then slowly, silently, steadily an old lady (the kuia) opened two doors leading in the wharenui (meeting house).  Abruptly she started calling “Haere mai, haere mai, haere mai.”  Then the visitors (manuhiri) gradually walked up to the two doors.  When the manuhiri reached the doors the kuia politely asked the manuhiri to remove their shoes and put them on the veranda.  Soon everyone was sitting down in chairs or on the floor.  The boys were sitting on the floor on the left.  Unfortunately they should be on the right.  A lady gave the boys a long hard look ‘Sit over there please’.  The boys quietly moved.  Finally the speeches started.  The long and boring speeches.  While the speeches continued, some of the boys became restless and started staring around the marae looking at the beautiful tukutuku panels and amazing carvings.  Suddenly one speech ended, but another one started.  Soon the tangata whenua had to stand to sing a song in honour of their chief.   “Tutira mai nga iwi” sang the tangata whenua.  But unfortunately after the speeches ended came the hard bit…  The hongi!  Adults.  Girls.  Boys.  A few minutes later… the boys had nervously stepped in to the line.  It was all over in an instant.  Never-ending speeches.  Amazing carvings.  Unspeakable experience.  I wish I could do it again.

Room 4 and parent helpers ready to head home

My last years speech

A great man who Excelled at sport, who knew what was Right, who has Inspired many people and who wasn’t afraid to be Controversial. Imagine a man flying down a rugby field like an eagle, scoring the try and winning the game. This is what a Scottish man did and I am going to tell you why Britain called Eric Liddell the flying scotsman and why he is the person from the past that I would most like to meet!

To begin with Eric Liddell loved two things that I also love - rugby and running. He was a great man because he loved, loved, loved to run and he was impossible to beat. Eric excelled in rugby and he played for Scotland but his real passion was running because he was so fast.

Secondly Eric Liddell had very strong beliefs. He wouldn’t run on a Sunday and had to give up his chance for a gold medal at the 1924 Olympic Games. He chose to do what he thought was right even when other people thought he was wrong. He put his beliefs first and chose not to run.

To further support my speech Eric Liddell showed amazing courage and strength, like in one of his races he was pushed over and went from first place to last place but he got up and ran like the wind and won the race!!! Like I said before, at the Olympic Games he would not run in the 100m race on a Sunday, instead Eric ran the 400m race on a Tuesday. Even though he hadn't trained for that event he got a place. But... he didn't come 3rd, or even 4th. NO, he came 1st. And what a great triumph for the British Team to take home a gold medal!!!

Lastly Eric Liddell put other  people first. Even though he was a champion  he chose to put running aside and spent the rest of his life helping others by working as a missionary in China. Sadly he was a young man when he was taken to a prisoner of war camp during World War 2 and died there at the age of 43 of a brain tumour.   

I was a little bit sad that Eric Liddell died so young. In some ways we are the same. We are both fast, we have both come first in a race and we both have the same beliefs. He certainly is a man who I would love to meet.  And that is why I chose him, because Eric was a great runner, but he was also a great man.  He knew what he believed, he always did the right thing and he put other people first.