when a skater was with cool tricks that his Stearn concentration causes the skaters to frown. when His shifts his weight allowing for the board to rotate in mid air. and His body is silhouetted against the soft pink dusk sky. then A heat haze covers the city in a steamy blanket turning the hills to a pastel mauve.
This blog is a record of my learning from Pt England School in Auckland, through to Tamaki College.
Thursday, 27 November 2014
Tuesday, 25 November 2014
pig story
The farm was down a long, muddy track, far away from the main highway. Mr Duthie was tired as he packed, bales of hay that rested in a neat array. The water tanks stood to attention like three rotund guards. Ben, the pig, rolled down the hills and got caught in the long, shadows of the late afternoon sun. The old barn was home, and it was comforting, cosy and always busy with its inhabitants. It was not often that the farm was quiet.
He went to the beach and found a boat he went to in on the boat furthermore.
when a chief came to chop him up then he was trying to swim with worried concentration made the pig frown in earnest. when his hooves tried to tread the water but he nearly drowned but he hardly could stay afloat. When he was near the water then turquoise water lapped at his snout Then the chief nearlee got then a panic was setting in as appeared unable. But the pig epace the water.
The end.
Monday, 24 November 2014
Thursday, 13 November 2014
Thursday, 6 November 2014
t was clear from her stare that she knew exactly what I had done. I saw the deep channels of time etched into a wizened surface. She had keen eyes, alight with mischievous youth. When she was eating her cracking lips that were furling around gums where teeth once stood. There was rich indigo velvet folded carefully to frame her face. `
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