Open Mic 2016 #2

On the 19th of October 2016 I went to the Central Baptist Church for Open Mic. Open Mic is where every month you sing at the Central Baptist Church and a the end of the year you win scholarships like Open Mic scholarships and Performing Art scholarships.

This year for the 4th round of Open Mic I sung Dancing on My Own By Calum Scott. I decided the song because it suits my voice and that I would be confident to sing it on stage. Throughout the week I did practices with Miss Gordon before 8:00 in the morning or at Lunch times.

Today it's the big day it's a Tuesday Evening and it's my time to shine. After 2 singers from Open Mic it was my turn to take the stage and take it away. I was so nervous that the butterflies in my stomach were twitching every nanosecond. I start my First verse For my song and right after the first verse I get right into the song and sing at my hardest. After the song I was so stoked of my song while the audience were surprised of how good my singing was.

After 8:00 in the evening we have a ride straight to jump right into bed and getting ready for another big day ahead of me.




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtGlvnbVun4

The Holiday that becomes a Nightmare #1

This story is based on true events

Mike was an ordinary eleven year old boy. His favourite game was soccer - he was always No.1 in his team.

On the 17th of July 2001, it was Mike's 12th birthday. On his birthday, when he bounced out of bed he knew something was different, because he didn’t see any presents in the living room or in his bedroom.

For a minute Mike was anxious. He didn’t know why there were no presents?

“SURPRISE Mike!” yelled his Mum Angela.

Mike replied in surprise, “why are there no presents mum? It’s not normal.”

“Well” said Angela, “this year there will be no presents”

Mike’s jaw suddenly dropped to the ground with disappointment.

“Drumroll please………………..We’re Going to Los Angeles!”

Mike started saying “ We’re going to Los Angeles!

We’re going to Los Angeles!

Mike asked his mother, “what day is the flight!” “ on September the 11th 2001. What's the flight number said mike, the flight number is flight 11” said Angela.

         2 months later

Mike bounces out of bed like jumping off a trampoline.

He takes his shower gets dressed and he and his family is off to Los Angeles.

They arrive at washington dulles international airport to take their flight to Los Angeles.

Mike’s heart beats so fast like a jumbo jet zooming through at full speed without a single trace.

Mike’s family heads Into the plane and a soon as they walked into the plane he saw some men holding 2 knives in his pocket and then mike said to himself “who are these people.” Mike remained calm.

Mike was on the plane watching a movie and as soon as he was going to pause the movie and ate , he heard a screeching noise.

Mike’s heart stopped, he saw 4 men with guns and knives! Mike was lost he thought it was the end of the world and his last minutes on earth.

He saw the 4 men screaming at the flight attendants to let them in the cockpit.

And the first thing that came to mike’s mind was hijackers he couldn’t believe it. He started to hold Angela’s hand tight, like him squeezing a lemon.

        45 minutes later

People are screaming on board praying to still be alive but in mike’s point of view it was the end of the world for him.

He starts looking out the window saying “Mum it’s New York! Why says Angela’s Mum. Because I can see the statue of liberty.”

Angela says “ Wait why are we here.” Angela after says “ why are we heading towards two Big towers.” “oh ow” said mike, we’re heading towards the those towers.

            2 minutes later

Mike suddenly faints and bangs his head to his screen and suddenly the plane crashes and collapses into the North tower of New York and which is known as the world trade center.

Why are responses are so diverse

This term so far we have been learning about Cultural Diversity we've been given range of tasks like shared reading on the Mongolian national festival, we've also been given photo's of people around the world and make connections and make statements of how it's different to our culture. Well today we've had been given this writing task to finish off for the week and we had to write on how our responses are so diverse. First there is a table of responses from people around the globe about there opinions and statements, Here it is.

What connections can you make to the reading? Read the responses below and write a paragraph explaining why you think the responses are so diverse.

In Singapore we celebrated Chinese New Year

I go and do horse riding

That we did archery at camp last year #2015 I am always wrestling my brother and making my own moves up.

It is kinda like Chinese New Year. The family gets together and the eldest person sits at the top of the table. We eat lots of yummy food and have lots of drinks. My mum and Dad work very hard. The Chinese culture also follows the Luna calendar like the Mongolian culture does.

The woman in this story is like my mum and my family every single day

in the first olympics women couldn't enter.

Cultural festival because there is heaps of activities.

It is like Chinese New Year because of all the activities and cooking and greeting.

none really

That Mongolia have national day like in France.

Once my mums friend was talking to a whole bunch of us at girls at girls rally. She told us some stories about some of her trips to different places. One of the stories she told was about a country where the women did all the work and the men don't do anything.

Some of it reminded me of celebrating Chinese New Year

We did archery at camp in 2015 My brother and i wrestle on the tramp

none to be honest

Some of those sports I am good at.

its like the olympics

Sumo wrestlers,my cousin is a horse rider,

there playing sport like i do but just difrent type of sport.

this is like christmas things like gift giving and all your family members coming to celabrate

Sumo wrestlers. I have watched hourse races and I have shot a arrow

sad

That the naadam festival is very important to there culture

That New Zealand do the sports what the the Naadam festival does

that i have done horse riding before

that we Celebrate new years day.

On New Years Eve we play games and have visitors

My Mum cleans the house and does chores and we have too help her.

My mum cooks and cleans all day

That a while ago women in New Zealand never competed in the olimpics.

I don't have a connection

sometimes i have to do chores

there is a game on the computer and it’s a resaling game and each level you complete you get called something new

They have a lot of events like our athletics day

The Naadam festival is linked to the greek olympics cause woman aren't allowed to participate.

I have done archery

It is like a mini Olympics

we kill sheep we clean the house and we greet people when they come to our house

Not much.

my aunty is a rider

The Naadam festival

Why are our responses so diverse?

Our responses are so diverse because we have different cultures and religions that’s why we are so diverse. Some of us have the same responses like if they’re in the same country or have the same culture. We are all different and none of us are the same or act the same each and one of us are different. Some of our cultures are diverse, some of them are the same like mongolia have the same national day as france and they’re both in July.

Hieroglyphic Narrative

Once there was a boy called Twisted Flax Wick. He’s always been an ordinary boy like any other. He likes to do bush walks, because he’s got a bush walk, Right against his house. He also likes playing uno with his friends at Port Douglas. Twisted Flax Wick’s dad who is called (th) is a businessman that works in Cairns, north of Queensland in Australia.  

“Well” Says Twisted Flax Wick heavily pumped. Wouldn’t it be a great day to go for a bush walk in the Mossman Gorge. “Dad” Says Twisted Flax Wick. Could I please go to the Mossman Gorge right against our house!? “Sure” replies th. “ But I have to be back by noon okay son!” Repeats his dad .

Twisted Flax Wick vanishes inside the forest without a single trace. After he starts walking in the heavenly beautiful Mossman Gorge. He hears an odd sound and surprises him. He suddenly thought “what’s that” says Twisted Flax Wick. He starts to have a shiver running down his spine when he walks. He starts to twitch and his hands start to sweat. After a minute he realised that it was a turkey in front of him calling to another turkey from the other side of the forest.  “ For god sake” says Twisted Flax Wick “ that was nothing to be scared of, for god sake” he repeats. Later throughout the day Twisted Flax Wick is far from home and it seems to get dark for some reason, he asks himself, “ how could it be so dark at this time!?” Says Twisted Flax Wick. “ wait, where's my watch I forgot damn it this can’t be happening, NOOOOOOOO.” Huh, Sighs Twisted Flax Wick. My dad is going to kill me, why didn’t I bring my watch before, never mind, sighs Twisted Flax Wick once again. He stops walking, and turns back and follows the track back home. “ AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” says  Twisted Flax Wick. It took Twisted Flax Wick hours to realise that he had broken his arm by tripping up from a big stone and colliding and face planting onto the ground. He starts walking back home with his arm rested on his stomach.

2 hours later    

“Oh my god I’ve been walking for ages now it’s been 3 hours.” He realised he was walking the wrong track since two hours. “Oh no this can’t be happening I can’t be lost in this rainforest.” says Twisted Flax Wick.

Six Months Later

Twisted Flax Wick has been in the forest for six months now and was lucky enough to have water and food, but now he’s ran out of food in his bag and he needs to find a way for survival.

He’s been walking around bushes slashing through the forest. It’s been hours now and lucky for him he found some Chicken breast in a basket with two reed leaf covered on the edges of the basket. He was also was lucky because right against the basket there was 5 bottles of water filled with 4.5 litres. Anyways Twisted Flax Wick had 7 water bottles when he had departed from home ages ago. Twisted Flax Wick Starting gobbling up the chicken breast in a matter of second, like a fussy eater that had a bon appetite. Seconds later Twisted Flax Wick wasn’t so lucky because there was a vulture that catched his basket and flew off vanishing in the sky without a single trace.

“Damn it” says Twisted Flax Wick. “I had a chance to eat some food cause I was suffering from starvation.”  “Huh” sighs Twisted Flax Wick. “ I just have wished rescuers could have found me, wait, there could be a manhunt at the moment, probably it’s me, I gotta sign S.O.S right now to anyone.  Twisted Flax Wick suddenly sees a helicopter flying across the trees and meanders off to another section.

Twisted Flax Wick sprints for his life, chasing the helicopter with his broken arm but suddenly he trips and collapses to the ground and face plants. He realised that he was in a mini lake with waves that meanders off to a waterfall. The other problem was that Twisted Flax Wick’s leg was broken which was a combo of injuries for him. “No” says Twisted Flax Wick “ not a combo of injuries it’s unfair, come on” he says. After a couple of minutes a rescue helicopter spots Twisted Flax Wick before he got rescued by the rescue helicopter.

He is safe back home with his dad th now. His father's tears collapses to the ground making a flood after the months of his poor sons adventures without help. Twisted Flax Wicks point of view was that it was a massacre after months lost in a rainforest in the middle of nowhere. His dad gave Twisted Flax Wick a bouquet of flowers including a reed leaf, for a memory.

The End

Cinderella and Rockerfella Calendar art 2016 Gri11 2.0

The little boy who wanted to make a change.

Once there was a little Merman called Arman. He was a Merman like any other. He lived in a place under the sea surface called Mastol. He liked to swim and play hide and seek with his friends, Aryan, Mike, Fletcher, Mimosa, Kylie, and Katie.

On the 18th of March, Arman wakes up and rushes up to the surface of the sea. He realises that there was a whole ton of rubbish! He suddenly thought, “How could anyone do this kind of thing, they must be so selfish.” He thought to himself.

A young man walks past the polluted lake and throws a piece of rubbish right at Arman’s face.  “Hey, what the hell do you think you’re doing!!??.” The Young man replies, “what in what in, where do you come from?” says the man. “I’m a Merman man like any other, says Arman. And you, what on earth are you guys doing to our beautiful lake! “Well” says the man, “it’s been like this for a long time and I’m pretty sure you must have realised it a long time ago youngster, anyways that’s enough questions for the day!” “And” he repeats, “that in a couple of months this lake will have vanished! A small shiver runs down Arman’s and disappears into the lake.

“ Where have you been dear we have been looking for you for ages!” “Mum” says Arman. “Do you know that at the surface of the sea there is a lot of rubbish! Her mum replies, “Everyone here in Mastol knows about it dear we’ve had it for a long time now.” “Well I never knew!” said Arman. “Son” says his mother, “we’re not gonna be here for long! In a matter of months we’ll be outta here, because we will never survive with rubbish like this!” “Then where will we live” replies Arman. “We don’t know, this is maybe the end of our lives but we’ve gotta keep fighting to keep living .” That even shock arman so terrified that his body felt numb.

One day On the 20th of march a whole ton of people gathered around the lake throwing half of their rubbish into the lake. Arman rushes back up to the surface of the sea once again and says a small speech to the people who were gathering around the lake.

The large gathering were so surprised and said, “who the hell are you!” “I’m a Merman” says Arman, “like any other,” he repeats out loud. “And I’ve heard rumours about all of you.” “You have been disrespecting this lake and some of the land too!” “You have been littering, throwing rubbish and other stuff into the lake.” “You guys don’t know how selfish you are all.” “You wouldn’t like it if you were a fish and live under the lake and see this disgusting, awful whole lot of rubbish wouldn’t ya!” The gathering nodded back saying they wouldn’t like it at all. “Then why are you doing it to us, says Arman disgracefully, it’s wrong and you have to make a change and think about your actions the next past days!” Says Arman, The crowd replies back, “We don’t like at all but there is no where else to throw our rubbish! Only in the lake!” Arman disappears once again into the lake.

The next day there was even more, more, more and more people from yesterday. The crowd had each a sign saying, “sorry Merman” Like if it was a protest, there was even the Mayor of the city! “Well” Says Arman, could I share you my speech. The crowd nodded back saying yes. “All of us” says Arman! “People, all of us, we’re one big family. The past years we have been littering on this earth which is a problem, especially here! We all have each other, and that our voices can be heard by making a change to littering! We have to keep fighting till the end and that each and one of us are special and that we care in this one and only planet.  God sent us here for this one life opportunity living on this beautiful earth and right now we are not treating the earth in a way that’s nice. We are all being selfish!” Says Arman. “but we can make a change to prevent it, and that we can earn our lives back on this earth for a second time if we do the right thing. We don’t choose how the journey starts, but we do get to choose how the journey ends .” A round of applause collapsed from the crowd and all in happiness and not a single smile raised down from the crowd. Arman suddenly felt proud in every sort of way!

             2 Years Later

Arman and his neighborhood and city have no rubbish now on the top of their sea surface. Arman was so proud that he rewarded something to each of the people in the city.

After Arman and his family and city once lives a happy life again.

The End

My role in the production

This term is a big term because it's production term which our school is doing.

The production is about cinderella but a re-make story which means we have changed some parts in the story.

The production also needs lead role's and role's and in week 2 their was a trial for lead role's so I took a risk to try out.

I went to the second round of audition. my heart was pounding fast waiting for a lead spot in the production!

We heard who would be who, in the production as main characters, and I got chosen to be Cinderella's best friend as a main character, well on that day I was stocked to hear that I was a main character.

Well I'm pretty sure you want to know what Buttons does, well Button is basically Cinderella's best friend who is a (Male) (and that's a human being.)

Ive got a couple lines and for me its pretty hard to memorise but if you practice more often it will become a succesful performance.

On the 4th of July 2016 we performed our production Cinderella and Rockerfella and for me it was a big success. It was hard fitting six hundred kids from College Street onto the stage but we manage to do it.