<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298</id><updated>2012-01-26T23:51:13.691+13:00</updated><category term='Team'/><category term='survivors'/><category term='Songs and talking'/><category term='Toreka'/><category term='Selena'/><category term='Webzidazical'/><category term='Second place'/><category term='Megalosaurus.'/><category term='Wondering'/><category term='France'/><category term='Presenting'/><category term='Production'/><category term='goal'/><category term='Rainbows End'/><category term='Translation'/><category term='Creativity'/><category term='Mihi'/><category term='Self Management.'/><category term='PENN'/><category term='Tamaki college'/><category term='google earth.'/><category term='Games'/><category term='earthquakes'/><category term='Hamish Campbell'/><category term='Pie chart'/><category term='Drawing'/><category term='Halley&apos;s Comet'/><category term='rubble'/><category term='Jessie J'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Rock up'/><category term='YMCA pools.'/><category term='Kuiper Belt'/><category term='Singer/songwriter'/><category term='Pt england school'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Personality.'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='pes'/><category term='Christchurch'/><category term='Cross Country'/><category term='crying.'/><category term='poles'/><category term='Chicken'/><category term='Pt England reserve'/><category term='garageband'/><category term='extension group'/><category term='Dunker'/><category term='Omen waka.'/><category term='Camp'/><category term='Sylvia'/><category term='Who you are'/><category term='Talents'/><category term='Russia'/><category term='Net books'/><category term='Swimming'/><category term='Google docs'/><category term='Grandmother'/><category term='Alligator Alley'/><category term='Ala'/><category term='Geomertry'/><category term='Tonga'/><category term='Graph'/><category term='Game of Touch'/><category term='Space'/><category term='Visitors.selena'/><category term='Mona Lisa'/><category term='Pt England Picnic.'/><category term='Room 20'/><category term='Gravity'/><category term='Mount Tarawera'/><category term='New Zealand'/><category term='passed away'/><category term='Thanks'/><category term='Dinosaurs'/><category term='Flag.'/><category term='Angela'/><category term='America'/><category term='Picasa'/><category term='Wood works'/><category term='KPE podcast'/><category term='Bigger'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='presents'/><category term='Immersion'/><category term='Fatu Feu&apos;u'/><category term='Presentation'/><category term='Pegs'/><category term='Animations'/><category term='D&apos;Wayne Edwards'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='Leonardo Da Vinci'/><category term='me'/><category term='Pink and white terraces'/><category term='Te Papa Museum'/><category term='first time'/><category term='Kayaking'/><category term='Hawaii'/><category term='Fly'/><category term='Extension'/><category term='Debri'/><category term='better'/><category term='Pitching a tent'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Respect.'/><category term='podcasts.'/><category term='television'/><category term='faster'/><category term='stronger'/><category term='All Blacks'/><category term='Maths'/><category term='Cemetery'/><category term='Destruction'/><category term='schoolTV'/><category term='Seini-Mino'/><category term='Flickr'/><category term='Samoa'/><category term='putting a tent up'/><category term='Cinderella'/><category term='Edmund G. Halley'/><title type='text'>Selena @ Pt England School</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PES Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15662065130735974733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8326380556283705401</id><published>2011-12-12T10:26:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:52:14.520+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My plan for Year 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QA2reiMqaXw/TuUl89KthLI/AAAAAAAAADs/eXclZYQMO70/s1600/Screenshot.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QA2reiMqaXw/TuUl89KthLI/AAAAAAAAADs/eXclZYQMO70/s400/Screenshot.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684991833766986930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.5386600745841861" style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I will do my best to become a prefect next year because they are the leaders of the school. The qualities I need to achieve this goal is I need to show everyone that I am a good leader, I can be responsible and I need to be reliable. I also want to strive to get better at Maths, which means I’m going to have to try harder to memorise the good strategies that I am taught. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8326380556283705401?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8326380556283705401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-plan-for-year-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8326380556283705401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8326380556283705401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-plan-for-year-8.html' title='My plan for Year 8'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QA2reiMqaXw/TuUl89KthLI/AAAAAAAAADs/eXclZYQMO70/s72-c/Screenshot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7690267452189385396</id><published>2011-12-06T10:21:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:37:02.052+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google docs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Net books'/><title type='text'>The year of the Netbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dku_kDY1KJM/Tt037_eq8kI/AAAAAAAAADg/6xxkM1n6krM/s1600/IMG_2243.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dku_kDY1KJM/Tt037_eq8kI/AAAAAAAAADg/6xxkM1n6krM/s400/IMG_2243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682759808603320898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This year I have really enjoyed having a Netbook because you have easy wireless Internet access at home, which is great because since you have Internet you can easily access your Docs and any other learning facility on the net. Another thing is that you can work on a shared doc with your partner and you don’t have to be in the same place! Furthermore having a Netbook has helped me become a better blogger, because I have posted more blogs this year than any other year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I have loved having a Netbook there are some things that I haven’t liked. For example, When your at home the Internet connections sometimes don’t work as well as you’d hoped it would, which has bothered most of us. Secondly there are little captions that come up like: Major upgrade! or Wrong password, And the wrong password caption is annoying especially if another person is on your Netbook, It will reveal your password to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An advantage is that you can finish your overdue tasks off at home other than coming to school the next day and having to finish it off at lunchtime. Also at home you can go onto Maths Whizz and get ahead in your Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well from time to time It is hard to resist the temptations of the Internet like Games and other things but I sometimes am careful of what site I am on. I think I have been cyber smart because I am always aware of what site I am on and if it is a sensible site to be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be an absolute DISASTER to go back to pen and paper! Pen and paper isn’t that bad but It does make your hands sore from writing. With typing it is easier and much more efficient. Plus it is tidier to type because I must admit my hand writing is nasty so it would be better for me to stick to typing. It also help because If we were to go back to pen and paper: what if we needed to do research? We would have to take turns on the Multi Media machines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7690267452189385396?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7690267452189385396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-of-netbook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7690267452189385396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7690267452189385396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-of-netbook.html' title='The year of the Netbook'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dku_kDY1KJM/Tt037_eq8kI/AAAAAAAAADg/6xxkM1n6krM/s72-c/IMG_2243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7965897425093202128</id><published>2011-11-28T13:57:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T14:01:48.422+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wondering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gravity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><title type='text'>Selena Wondering?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c2db0cd3599e365" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c2db0cd3599e365%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23422BB7ED18873C6A770B041CE1D22DD7E3EFA5.2A5F05E697CFD1A4CD7FF71A2C56BA5B04D37B11%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c2db0cd3599e365%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF-YjT8TGLBMz20fN95eXgxlhMgE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c2db0cd3599e365%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23422BB7ED18873C6A770B041CE1D22DD7E3EFA5.2A5F05E697CFD1A4CD7FF71A2C56BA5B04D37B11%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c2db0cd3599e365%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF-YjT8TGLBMz20fN95eXgxlhMgE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Room 20 we had to think of a question that we were thinking about. We called it our wondering. This is an animation as to what MY wondering was. If there were Gravity in space, Where would all the planets fall to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7965897425093202128?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7965897425093202128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/selena-wondering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7965897425093202128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7965897425093202128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/selena-wondering.html' title='Selena Wondering?'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7231584589780859608</id><published>2011-11-16T09:29:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:33:17.560+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webzidazical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pt england school'/><title type='text'>Webzidazical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.8060979649890214" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Before going backstage, Mr Jacobsen gave me a little advice: It’s pitch black in the hall so you can’t see anyone, Guess what: He lied. You know how I know? Well 1 of the technicians (Techies) told me. Walking backstage I hoped onto my platform. It was time for the Production*: Webzidazical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I was standing there awaiting for my cue. Mr Burt was talking and I heard the crowd roar with excitement. My heart was pounding so loudly that I think that the whole audience heard it. Feeling like I was going to faint, I started singing a little song. Suddenly I realised It was nearly time for me to go on stage, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;While I was saying my lines, I could feel the lights beaming down on me. Looking out into the hall, Seeing 1000 eyes staring at me. My butterflies were fluttering like mad! Fearing I would forget my lines, I remembered that it was the Fakebook scene relief took over. Why I hear you ask? Well in this scene I barely had any lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Finishing the Fakebook scene, Came: World’s got talent! In this scene I act as a judge on a famous show that is called, you guessed it: World’s got talent. I act alongside the other actors: Pale Fanua (Judge) Becky Green (Judge) and the MC. Reciting my last line I felt my pocket for my laser. It was going to be used in the scene ‘Youthtube’. “Oh no!” I whispered quietly. Panic took over. Searching my pockets for my laser was hard especially when the audience is RIGHT THERE!!! The scene was nearly over, and that was a relief because I needed to warn the Techies about this situation. I ran off stage (Part of the act) and I was trying to look for the person in charge of backstage, Mr Marks. “Selena go on” I heard Helen tell me. A little too late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Scene 3: Youthtube. Worrying about the laser, A good Idea sprung into my head. It was improvisation. I didn’t need to take it this far but you got to do what you got to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;With my laser I had to point to a video but, if you haven’t realised I don’t have my laser. So instead of pointing I touched it with my fingers. Nothing happened. Touched it again, still nothing happened. Thinking I looked like a fool up there I was preparing to give up, when a miracle happened. It worked. Finally they worked out where the flow was going. Guess improvisation works out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Sadly the Production was coming to an end. Everyone was taking their final bows. It was my turn to take my BIG bow. “And our Main actor Selena!”. The crowd cheering for me was the best feeling I have experienced. Making sure my final bow was the biggest, I was grinning from ear to ear, because the whole cast from the production did a great job. If I had to do this again I certainly would!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;*If you’re wondering what a production is, it is kind of like a show that happens every 2 years. It is a screenplay written produced and performed by the lovely children and teachers at Pt England school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7231584589780859608?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7231584589780859608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/webzidazical.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7231584589780859608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7231584589780859608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/webzidazical.html' title='Webzidazical'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4602655110446079019</id><published>2011-11-08T09:40:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:46:13.881+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halley&apos;s Comet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuiper Belt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edmund G. Halley'/><title type='text'>Halley's Comet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="https://docs.google.com/a/ptengland.school.nz/present/embed?id=dg7sgnkx_59c7k8hkgk" frameborder="0" width="410" height="342"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Room 20 had a chance to choose a word from Mrs Nua to research. Me and Thora chose the word Halley's comet. As you can see, above this text is our 1 slide presentation that tells and explains what Halley's Comet is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4602655110446079019?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4602655110446079019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/halleys-comet_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4602655110446079019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4602655110446079019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/halleys-comet_08.html' title='Halley&apos;s Comet.'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8533450789153162690</id><published>2011-11-03T14:36:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:56:34.898+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple Intelligences</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DB_fDrF9Xxc/TrHwfccOJsI/AAAAAAAAADU/zep0ELCRxnU/s1600/2nd%2BResults%2Bfor%2BMI.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DB_fDrF9Xxc/TrHwfccOJsI/AAAAAAAAADU/zep0ELCRxnU/s400/2nd%2BResults%2Bfor%2BMI.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670577828837336770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Room 20 took an M.I test, also known as Multiple Intelligences. Here on the bottom is the result to when I took the survey for the first time. My strongest smart was Intrapersonal (Myself smart) following that was Logical and Interpersonal. But on the right, are the results for the 2nd time I took the test. On this graph it says that my smart is Linguistic (Word smart). The next 2 are Interpersonal and Intrapersonal. I believe the 2nd graph, because I believe I am not vain... You should take the test. This is the link:&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bgfl.org/bgfl/custom/resources_ftp/client_ftp/ks1/ict/multiple_int/"&gt;http://www.bgfl.org/bgfl/custom/resources_ftp/client_ftp/ks1/ict/multiple_int/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOkbmHqfpcc/TrHwWrV7xzI/AAAAAAAAADI/Rc4ALGYjQeo/s1600/1st%2Bresults%2BMI.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOkbmHqfpcc/TrHwWrV7xzI/AAAAAAAAADI/Rc4ALGYjQeo/s400/1st%2Bresults%2BMI.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670577678218676018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8533450789153162690?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8533450789153162690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/multiple-intelligences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8533450789153162690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8533450789153162690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/11/multiple-intelligences.html' title='Multiple Intelligences'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DB_fDrF9Xxc/TrHwfccOJsI/AAAAAAAAADU/zep0ELCRxnU/s72-c/2nd%2BResults%2Bfor%2BMI.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1863231717960732486</id><published>2011-09-27T14:43:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:55:07.821+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flag.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><title type='text'>France</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDmbkKgrFhw/ToEsR9veIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/MidCHwSK3Wc/s1600/France.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDmbkKgrFhw/ToEsR9veIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/MidCHwSK3Wc/s400/France.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656851294097121730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flag that you can see above belongs to France. You might be wondering: What do the colours on the flag mean? Well the&lt;b&gt; blue&lt;/b&gt; represents the influence that France has over other countries. &lt;b&gt;White&lt;/b&gt; shows the peace and purity that France has. The &lt;b&gt;red &lt;/b&gt;shows the bloodshed that must be lost when you are fighting for honour for your country.&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" border="0" class="gl_bold" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This wasn't the only design of the flag of France? There were many designs and ideas, and the flag's meanings changed endlessly until 1794 when this flag (And it's meanings) were made the official flag of France!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1863231717960732486?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1863231717960732486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/flag-that-you-can-see-above-belongs-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1863231717960732486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1863231717960732486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/flag-that-you-can-see-above-belongs-to.html' title='France'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDmbkKgrFhw/ToEsR9veIcI/AAAAAAAAADA/MidCHwSK3Wc/s72-c/France.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7688636055589178132</id><published>2011-09-23T12:17:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:44:21.067+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pt england school'/><title type='text'>Around the field in 1 hour!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; While the sun was beaming down on us, we were making our way down to the bottom field. Why, you may ask? Well our fabulous teachers had set up an AWESOME activity day where there are 4 game sections. Each section is run by a teacher and every 15 minutes we rotate to the next activity. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“SPLASH” Went the water as we dropped it into the dirty, but refreshing water. I watched as the sponge absorbed the water slowly. “GO” Mrs Nua shouted, My team seemed to still be asleep when the rest of the class heard her. “BROOKE HURRY UP!!” I screamed frantically, As if I was her mother, She rushed for the sponge. Around, Under, Around, Under, It seemed as if the sponge was travelling at 100 miles per hour. The thing I worried about the most was teamwork. This team I was in had 1 person I worked with perfectly, The others...Not so much. The result of this was...Well let’s just say that we didn’t come first but we didn’t come last. Let’s just leave it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"We're playing Ball Tiggy" announced Mrs Langitupu. Another co-perative game? This should be good. The WHOLE class was practically fighting for coloured bands...Literally! First off I was put in the Yellow team...I wasn't very happy, So when I spotted a lonely blue band, I ruched for it. YES!! O.k, You must be thinking" Why is she so happy to get a blue band? It's only a band, Well you're wrong I was happy because It's my favourite colour...O.K It's only a little reason, Can't blame me for being so ecstatic. O.K back to the game. The first opposition team was red. I stayed in the game for a while, So I started having thoughts " Maybe I might like this game..."TAG!!!". I spoke too soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the time I got to Miss Titos’ Game I was exhausted, and the weather wasn’t helping much either.  So the aim of Miss Titos’ game was to try and fling a ball from an elastic band, so It can drop into 1 of the hoops. I watched the other anxiously and awaited my turn. Quickly, I grabbed the lightest ball I could see. “ I stepped up to the elastic band, thinking about my stratergy...O.K I didn’t have a strategy, but I had a plan: JUST LET GO OF THE BALL. That plan was absolutely WORTHLESS?? My first try I dropped the ball, The second time I was determined to get it far but...It dropped. Giving up on the 2nd try I made my way to the end of the line. I finally clicked as I sat down: The ball liked me soooo much, it didn’t want to leave my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mr Harris’s activity required great concentration. It was a 3 legged race. Me and my Partner Mino, waited at the starting line....”GO” shouted Mr Harris. We were leading by MILES until, “NOOOOO” Our ball fell. We remembered our Korero Champions never give up so we stood up, and made our way to the cones. “BAM” We fell right in the middle of the race. Since the lace was REEEALLLY tight on our legs, It looked like it was going to cut through our skin. I panicked so i tried to untie it...Big mistake! I tied it the wrong way so we sat there, the searing pain was unbearable. Then when we I thought I was about to die, Toreka untied our lace. We both Gave her a HUGE hug. I was so thankful that, the lace was off. Thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of the day I was in a GREAT mood. That was probably the best day of the week!!! We only spent 1 hour on the field but it felt like a whole day!!!There is an important thing I learnt today: Teamwork is an Important value in life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7688636055589178132?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7688636055589178132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/around-field-in-1-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7688636055589178132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7688636055589178132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/around-field-in-1-hour.html' title='Around the field in 1 hour!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5010570556074707659</id><published>2011-09-23T10:20:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T12:14:53.529+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mihi'/><title type='text'>Mihimihi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff4cc3763845c899" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff4cc3763845c899%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20EDFE43F0BA32CD77C0CEA943730252E2C03186.2FC78F14BE605D10E62834EE8B0F530963F1206D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff4cc3763845c899%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWaS-m_bskCCGyPwDIQVDyPY6ojE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff4cc3763845c899%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20EDFE43F0BA32CD77C0CEA943730252E2C03186.2FC78F14BE605D10E62834EE8B0F530963F1206D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff4cc3763845c899%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWaS-m_bskCCGyPwDIQVDyPY6ojE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This video here is a voice recording of me, reciting a mihi that  I learnt off by heart. It took me about 3 weeks to learn this, and it was especially hard because the words were in Maori. 3 weeks ago I would've thought that learning this was impossible, but now it's as easy as taking a lollipop from a baby ( Not that I would do that!). So here is all my hard work in words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5010570556074707659?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5010570556074707659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-video-here-is-voice-recording-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5010570556074707659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5010570556074707659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-video-here-is-voice-recording-of.html' title='Mihimihi'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7321502578286220361</id><published>2011-09-22T11:01:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:17:56.555+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Whizz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5nf-1Ej-So/TnuXxXmFy0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/b46pdnECy3U/s1600/Picture%2B11.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5nf-1Ej-So/TnuXxXmFy0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/b46pdnECy3U/s400/Picture%2B11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655280631496952642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This photo is a screenshot of where I am on Maths Whizz. I am currently on the level labelled 'Measurements'. I am still trying to strive to get a decent amount of credits. At the moment I have 180 credits, and I can conclude 1 thing from that: I need to spend more time on Maths Whizz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7321502578286220361?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7321502578286220361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/maths-whizz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7321502578286220361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7321502578286220361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/maths-whizz.html' title='Maths Whizz'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5nf-1Ej-So/TnuXxXmFy0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/b46pdnECy3U/s72-c/Picture%2B11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1944871463618954079</id><published>2011-09-14T09:54:00.013+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:20:15.296+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seini-Mino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbows End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toreka'/><title type='text'>Birthday Bash!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.5681256141979247" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Suddenly the pillow hit Seini-Mino...WHO DID THAT??? she screamed. She was frantically waving her arms around. Falling into the plumpness of the chair,I broke into a fit of hysterical laughter, then suddenly I heard footsteps coming my way. I desperately shot up from the couch and started racing around the living room. It was pitch black and I was making my way around a dark living room. I dodged a pillow, jumped over a blanket, and finally I tripped over my own foot. That concluded the game of Blind man’s bluff. It was the 15th Of July and it was the night of Ala’s Birthday Party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;As we opened the pizza boxes, the aroma of Pineapple and bacon filled the air around me. I wasn’t waiting any longer. I stabbed my teeth into the pizza, and ripped a chunk of it out. The scrumptious tenderness of the pizza made me feel like I was in heaven. A greasy strip of cheese slithered down my throat like a slippery snake roaming around the Savannah. 5 minutes later my whole box was empty, Woops didn’t realise how hungry I was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and to the sight of the bright sun on the horizon. I lay still on the couch, just thinking and praying for a sunny day. Unlike my friends who excitedly bolted out of bed, I crawled slowly to my bag, barely awake. Reaching for my brush I whispered to myself “ Time to get ready for another great action-packed day at Rainbows End!”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;The fear fall sign was haunting me from a distance. Up, Up Up the fear fall went. My eyes were wide open with fear, staring out onto the horizon I kept repeating the phrase: “Everything is going to be fine”. I looked down nervously and saw my legs dangling over the edge of my seat. Staring down in horror, people walked around calmly while we were up here praying that we won’t die! I grasped the safety bars hoping it would bring me a little more sense of safety, but actually it made things worse. Glancing down at my hands, I just realised that they were actually red...AND SWEATY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;“CLANK!” The horrid sound of us being released rang in my ears. As we were racing down, the gravity applied pressure to my cheeks, making them go up. Memories of my short, but rather interesting life flashed before me. Glancing at the ground I started saying me goodbyes...”Goodbye world, goodbye everyone... I felt us stop “Am I in Heaven?” I asked myself. Opening my eyes I realised I was still alive...Barely! I jumped off, My legs still quivering with fear, and I snatched my shoes off of the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;After a long day at Rainbows End, I was dropped off home. Racing inside, I dropped everything and fell face first onto my bed. “SELENA” Instantly I knew it was my mum’s voice. She told me off for just throwing my stuff on the ground, But I didn't really care. I was just grateful that I made it home in 1 piece...and even ALIVE!!!                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1944871463618954079?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1944871463618954079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthday-bash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1944871463618954079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1944871463618954079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2865626123875605113</id><published>2011-09-01T10:54:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:03:45.911+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Blacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Zealand'/><title type='text'>Our Place, Our Team!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="https://docs.google.com/present/embed?id=dfsbmv6_2693p9hphm&amp;amp;interval=10" frameborder="0" width="410" height="342"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This presentation was made by a group I was in. This has Information about New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zealands' &lt;/span&gt;history and tourist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attractions&lt;/span&gt;, But the whole point of this presentation is to show how much we support the All blacks and the Rugby World cup.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2865626123875605113?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2865626123875605113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-place-our-team.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2865626123875605113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2865626123875605113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-place-our-team.html' title='Our Place, Our Team!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4079295373531561286</id><published>2011-08-30T08:09:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T08:18:30.165+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry of Education</title><content type='html'>Last term, A good number of students from Room 20 were asked to write a letter to Anne Tolley (Minister Of Education) informing her as to why we should keep Pt England as a Full Primary. We worked on our letters over and over again, until our final edit was perfect. After we sent the letters, we waited anxiously for a reply. Then one day we got a letter from Anne Tolley saying that she was very impressed with our letters and that she would take our letters into consideration. So here is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; letter to Anne Tolley:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" id="internal-source-marker_0.9579103293491883"&gt;Pt England School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;130 Pt England Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Pt England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Auckland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Dear Minister of Education - Anne Tolley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I am writing this letter to inform you on why we should keep Pt England’s year 7 and 8 classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;This is a great school, because of it’s many unique qualities. Below I am going to state the many reasons why I along with my family made the decision for me to attend this full primary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;The main reasons I chose to stay here is that our voices can be heard. From year 2, aged  7 I’ve had this opportunity.  For example one way that our voices can be heard is through PODCASTING. That is when 2 students review a book. Then they publish their review on our KPE blog for the WHOLE world to listen to . Some of our very own year 6 students are chosen to recite their very own script to visitors from across the globe. They focus on the 3 main areas of education: Learn, Create and Share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Another reason is that ,at the beginning of EVERY term, all of the teachers dress up in wacky costumes that amuse all of the children. This is called immersion assembly. The reason for this is that they are trying to immerse us in the school wide inquiry through  little acts. There is an important value, behind all of this. The values are like a way of ensuring that our school is a great place to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;My 3rd reason is that everyday we get to tell people around the world what we have been up to. They can also comment on a particular post that they like, they can say what they liked about the writing and give you some tips on what you could improve. We also have learnt lots of Technical skills that come in handy in some situations ,when there is a problem of our net books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;We will all be shocked if this important part of our school was to be removed. Most of the year 7 and 8’s, have had great experiences and memories here: Take me and my classmates for example. We have been here since year 1 and we know that this is the best place for us. Also, I want my younger siblings to experience and have all of the opportunities that I have had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Thank you for taking your time, to read my letter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;                         Selena Hafoka, Year 7 student of Point England School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial Narrow; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4079295373531561286?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4079295373531561286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/08/ministry-of-education.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4079295373531561286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4079295373531561286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/08/ministry-of-education.html' title='Ministry of Education'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8773189893126406659</id><published>2011-08-17T10:50:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T10:56:09.150+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picasa'/><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F111198903944284360369%2Falbumid%2F5641585266075807969%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These images are photos of what I feel at school. The application I used was called Picasa which edits photos and creates albums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8773189893126406659?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8773189893126406659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8773189893126406659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8773189893126406659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1377932450771964273</id><published>2011-07-12T11:42:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:59:16.042+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Term just ZOOMED past!!!!</title><content type='html'>My highlight for this term was art with Miss Muliaumaseali'i. Surprisingly my art turned out to be pretty cool if you look at it from a different point of view. Another personal achievement is that I started participating in class discussions more often than I did before, but in the future I wish that I could become more confident.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I am looking forward to a fresh new term, and also to see what the topic is. I wish I learn great new things!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1377932450771964273?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1377932450771964273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/07/term-just-zoomed-past.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1377932450771964273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1377932450771964273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/07/term-just-zoomed-past.html' title='The Term just ZOOMED past!!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-6499587570557861313</id><published>2011-07-11T12:20:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:57:45.068+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YMCA pools.'/><title type='text'>Antarctic struggle!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.47685068589635193" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;When the sliding doors parted, a rush of wind blew into my face. I smelt the stench of Chlorine, when I started to make my way to the changing rooms. I saw 3 swimmers skimming the surface while they were doing freestyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;After I was changed, I strolled down to the edge of the pool. As I clambered in, I felt the coldness of the water, splash onto my skin. I heard Mr Harris’ demanding voice tell me to do a whole lap of the pool. I dove into the chilling water.  My arms were forced to move through the Turbulence.  I was trying to ignore the fact that I was freezing to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;“Nearly there, Just a little bit more.....” I was chanting to myself. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it was going to pop out of my chest. My legs were aching, my arms were moving like they were windmills and I thought I was going to die. Then all of a sudden I hit a hard wall. I could feel the throbbing in my head. I can’t believe I was SO distracted that I bumped into the wall, that indicated that it was the end of this swimming session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I came out of the changing rooms with eyes that were ruby red.I felt blind because every time the wind made contact with my eyes, they shut completely like traps. Making my way to school was even harder, It was like having a blind fold on, and the word bit about it I had no one to lean on.There was good news and bad news, the good news was that it was another done day at the swimming pools. The bad news: We still had 4 days to go until swimming was over.  Well at least I got back to school...ALIVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-6499587570557861313?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/6499587570557861313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/07/antarctic-struggle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6499587570557861313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6499587570557861313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/07/antarctic-struggle.html' title='Antarctic struggle!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-6300148519940560975</id><published>2011-07-08T10:16:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T10:22:08.480+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leonardo Da Vinci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mona Lisa'/><title type='text'>Leonardo Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="https://docs.google.com/present/embed?id=dg7sgnkx_8ckm36khf&amp;amp;interval=5" frameborder="0" width="410" height="342"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;In Room 20 we were learning about "&lt;i&gt;Discovery&lt;/i&gt;". I had a partner ( Who was Sylvia) and we worked together to put this presentation together. Now enjoy OUR presentation about the &lt;i&gt;Man behind Mona Lisa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-6300148519940560975?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/6300148519940560975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/07/leonardo-da-vinci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6300148519940560975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6300148519940560975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/07/leonardo-da-vinci.html' title='Leonardo Da Vinci'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7349170491913371947</id><published>2011-06-23T12:32:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:34:13.903+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maths'/><title type='text'>Maths Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlFSIOgWJEw/TgKJzkb-2HI/AAAAAAAAABg/dtcZBJI1ecg/s1600/Maths%2B2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlFSIOgWJEw/TgKJzkb-2HI/AAAAAAAAABg/dtcZBJI1ecg/s400/Maths%2B2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621206803959175282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In Room 20 we are learning how to use lots of strategies to solve all kinds of problems. This strategy that I have used is called place value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7349170491913371947?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7349170491913371947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/maths-problem_23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7349170491913371947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7349170491913371947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/maths-problem_23.html' title='Maths Problem'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlFSIOgWJEw/TgKJzkb-2HI/AAAAAAAAABg/dtcZBJI1ecg/s72-c/Maths%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8935974659747584980</id><published>2011-06-16T14:41:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:41:20.831+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Management.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maths'/><title type='text'>Why, oh, why does Maths have to be so hard???</title><content type='html'>In Room 20, each student had to create a movie about goals they hope to achieve in the future. My goals are about self management and Maths. I'm sure you already know how I feel about Maths, If you don't: just read the title. If you want to find out more, just watch my BRILLIANT animation. Enjoy!!!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-178cc50e4cb80150" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D178cc50e4cb80150%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46824006E2C6CC17910CD8936C2475CEC99932BC.15084E0DAA4E5E0F4F9F39E21F677BAECE987E72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D178cc50e4cb80150%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW0CYnOb0_2IRmIxta_85mSosthg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D178cc50e4cb80150%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46824006E2C6CC17910CD8936C2475CEC99932BC.15084E0DAA4E5E0F4F9F39E21F677BAECE987E72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D178cc50e4cb80150%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW0CYnOb0_2IRmIxta_85mSosthg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8935974659747584980?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8935974659747584980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-oh-why-does-maths-have-to-be-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8935974659747584980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8935974659747584980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-oh-why-does-maths-have-to-be-so.html' title='Why, oh, why does Maths have to be so hard???'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5158357140880911940</id><published>2011-06-16T10:46:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:46:42.510+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccination...AHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.8798915813677013" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I had a Muesli Bar and a packet of...OWWWW!! The needle punctured my arm. While my sob echoed around the hall! I felt pain bolt up and around my arm. The needle was taken out of my arm and all you could hear was a whimper from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Chattering away I was hoping the pain would go decrease.  On the television in front of me, there was a movie playing it was: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;The Incredibles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; I stopped talking to my friends because the nurse told me to go and get my bandage off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;After the injection I was released,the plaster was off my arm now. I was making my way back to class rubbing my arm. I was hoping that the pain would go away but it was hopeless, the hurt was constant. I wish I would NEVER have to do that ever AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5158357140880911940?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5158357140880911940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/vaccinationahh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5158357140880911940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5158357140880911940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/vaccinationahh.html' title='Vaccination...AHH!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-9059684466657543005</id><published>2011-06-10T10:01:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:23:29.382+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bigger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Immersion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stronger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faster'/><title type='text'>My Funky design!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQX4U6Uz_Q/TfFEmbZL0LI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZozgCVjYz-Q/s1600/My%2BCreative%2Bname.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQX4U6Uz_Q/TfFEmbZL0LI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZozgCVjYz-Q/s320/My%2BCreative%2Bname.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616345637286826162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In our year 7 and 8 classes we have a rotation activity that is called Immersion. That is when our classes go to a different class to learn about another area of learning with the theme 'Bigger, Better, Faster, Stronger'. In Room 22 the topic was creativity. The activity was we had to create our name in a funky and original way. This is my name in&lt;b&gt; MY&lt;/b&gt; funky and original way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-9059684466657543005?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/9059684466657543005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-funky-design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/9059684466657543005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/9059684466657543005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-funky-design.html' title='My Funky design!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YQX4U6Uz_Q/TfFEmbZL0LI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZozgCVjYz-Q/s72-c/My%2BCreative%2Bname.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-142429718492984505</id><published>2011-06-09T13:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:01:14.012+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Roadshow</title><content type='html'>The most intriguing display to me was the exhibit named Vanishing leprechauns. It was a puzzle made of 3 pieces. 2 on the top and 1 on the bottom. It fascinated me a lot because, when the puzzle was complete there were 15 leprechauns, BUT when you switched the top 2 puzzle pieces, there turned out to be only 14. It was an illusion when an illusionist drew a picture and cut it out in a clever way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-142429718492984505?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/142429718492984505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/science-roadshow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/142429718492984505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/142429718492984505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/science-roadshow.html' title='Science Roadshow'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3084074179136105203</id><published>2011-06-08T14:27:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:31:37.563+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatu Feu&apos;u'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Room 20'/><title type='text'>Fatu Feu'u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nN1wuPJCC58/Te7eicvDq0I/AAAAAAAAABA/JEyYeGGP98Q/s1600/Fatu.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nN1wuPJCC58/Te7eicvDq0I/AAAAAAAAABA/JEyYeGGP98Q/s320/Fatu.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615670468788071234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.334776523290202" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;In Room 20 we are focusing on art,  but 1 artist in particular: Fatu Feu’u. He is a very talented Samoan artist. We had to do a bit of research, before we started on our spectacular sketches. When we were done with research, We had to draw 4 designs inspired by Fatu Feu’u. You will probably see them in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3084074179136105203?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3084074179136105203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/fatu-feuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3084074179136105203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3084074179136105203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/06/fatu-feuu.html' title='Fatu Feu&apos;u'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nN1wuPJCC58/Te7eicvDq0I/AAAAAAAAABA/JEyYeGGP98Q/s72-c/Fatu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-6395810828450475713</id><published>2011-05-05T12:08:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T12:28:15.199+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google docs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Translation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geomertry'/><title type='text'>Geomertry Translation</title><content type='html'>In our class: Room 20,We are learning about a learning area in Maths and that is: Geometry. In Geometry we are learning about translations, No, not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt; translation, translation as in: Moving shapes without making it bigger,smaller or anything else, just moving. The focus for this photo was to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Find a grid and add it to a new google docs drawing.&lt;br /&gt;2. I had to add a shape,well in my case my shape was a square.&lt;br /&gt;3.I copied the square and moved the square 2 down and 2 across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBKWPiIicAc/TcHs47lub2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTgirkw8MTI/s1600/Selena%2BGrid.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBKWPiIicAc/TcHs47lub2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTgirkw8MTI/s320/Selena%2BGrid.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603019874238361442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Took a screen shot and uploaded it to my blog for the whole world to see!!! That is it. I really look forward to learning some more about Geometry in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-6395810828450475713?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/6395810828450475713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/05/geomertry-translation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6395810828450475713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6395810828450475713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/05/geomertry-translation.html' title='Geomertry Translation'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBKWPiIicAc/TcHs47lub2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZTgirkw8MTI/s72-c/Selena%2BGrid.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4704656353863401943</id><published>2011-04-14T13:14:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:46:02.157+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game of Touch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pt England Picnic.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pt England reserve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pt england school'/><title type='text'>Beach Extravaganza!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDjAnWlxLnc/TaZRrcIjJNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ig_7cGPyYXs/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-14%2Bat%2B1.43.07%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDjAnWlxLnc/TaZRrcIjJNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ig_7cGPyYXs/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-14%2Bat%2B1.43.07%2BPM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595249393782695122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All  you could hear was the excited chattering of children. We were walking  hurriedly down to the reserve, so all of us could get the picnic  started. As we were walking, I looked up overhead and saw the stunning  scenery. The blue sky had some splotches of clouds, here,there and  everywhere. The water was sparkling and the birds were screeching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There  is a good place” I shouted. I pointed up to a great spot on the hill.  When my friends Ala and Mubasshira got there we laid out our bags. We looked like a  group of gossipers, whispering secrets into each others ears and the  wind carrying the secrets away! I glanced down and saw Pt Englanders  playing in the mud. The School picnic was going GREAT! Soon after I got  bored just lying around, so I stood up and made my way to the field to  play a game of touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“  I can make it, I can make it” I said to myself. My heart was beating  like a drum, my legs were aching. I was panting. Lungs searching for  air, trying to go the extra mile...SCORE!! Breathing a sigh of relief , I  fell to the ground . Confidence rushed through me as I put that ball  down for the score. What a BREATHTAKING but AWESOME game of touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“AAAHHH”  I breathed. I got back from a game of touch , so I just flopped onto  the grass .A relaxed feeling came over me as I became calm. I glanced  around the GIANT  field, looking at the variety of activities people were playing, but I  could not believe they could handle the heat of the scorching sun. As  they were playing you could hear the speakers blaring with music. That  was great entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  a bird was looking down on us from the sky, they would think that we  were a big clan of red ants crawling to a tree. The sun was beaming down  on us and the heat was unstoppable. We gathered at the tree, so we  could get ready to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey back to school was breathtaking, but at least it was over. We were back in our natural habitat and that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A define highlight was spending time with friends and just relaxing, gossiping and playing about at the beach.&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4704656353863401943?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4704656353863401943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/04/beach-extravaganza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4704656353863401943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4704656353863401943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/04/beach-extravaganza.html' title='Beach Extravaganza!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDjAnWlxLnc/TaZRrcIjJNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ig_7cGPyYXs/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-14%2Bat%2B1.43.07%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5225068539298947367</id><published>2011-04-06T10:11:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:18:15.715+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Mrs Lagitupu!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Mrs Lagitupu,&lt;br /&gt;                               I am thanking you for helping us, come up  with GREAT ideas for the Camp concert! The MTV was good and I am sure  that Toreka couldn’t have completed it without your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks  for providing us with the music,equipment and confidence. You really  pushed us to the limit and made sure that we did our best with our  performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am sure that the Respectablez and everyone who came to Camp are very  thankful for your help. Without it the Camp concert and Camp TC wouldn’t  have been possible without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely&lt;br /&gt;                          Selena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5225068539298947367?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5225068539298947367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/04/thanks-mrs-lagitupu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5225068539298947367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5225068539298947367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/04/thanks-mrs-lagitupu.html' title='Thanks Mrs Lagitupu!!!'/><author><name>Selena H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17310884007848593520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8878893279650131099</id><published>2011-03-29T10:30:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:40:23.541+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Respect.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kayaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Amazing Camp TC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" id="internal-source-marker_0.6840255126079381"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;“  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do I have to Mum?” I groaned. My Mother had woken me up from my sleep. “  If you want to go to your senior camp you have to wake up NOW!” Mum  screamed angrily. I got out of bed and crawled to the door, with my eyes  still half closed. I glanced at the clock, it was........6:00  o’clock...IN THE MORNING!!! My Mum told me to stop groaning, because it  was a reasonable time to wake me up at. A reasonable time, seriously???  It’s more like torture to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;I  finally arrived at school ready to camp on the field once more.  Strolling through the street, I saw the excited expressions on my  friends faces. You could hear the deep rumble in the hall from the  street, because everyone was pulling their suitcases to their group’s  spot. There were plenty of adults around carrying bags and piles of  delicious food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;We  were racing to the pole. The kayak was cutting through the water. “  OWWW “, water splashed into my eye, the salt in the water was stinging. I  suddenly felt the kayak come to a halt. I rubbed my eye like  crazy,struggling to get that horrible feeling out of my eye. I breathed a  sigh of relief as the pain began to fade away. The race between us and  Shontal was over and the winner is: Shontal . Oh well better luck next  time I said to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Waiting  patiently on the plank, I was teasing the other team. You could hear  the despair in their voices when they miss the shot. Just then you could  hear a bang. “ SPLASH!!!” is the noise I made when I fell into the  water. It was freezing, but refreshing and plus: It was a scorching hot  day. I had officially been dunked!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;After  a long and tiring day out and about the school grounds, I returned back  to my tent along with my tent buddies Toreka and Mubasshira. I snatched  my cutlery and ran back out of my tent. My stomach was grumbling, so I  quickly made my way to line up with my team. As soon as I collected my  food, I sat down with my friends and took my first bite of my food. The  scrumptious taste of chicken ran down my throat. “ Lovely chicken” I  said with a sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;“  Boom, Boom “ My heart was beating fast. I had a gut feeling about this.  Then I heard Mrs Langitupu announce that it was the Respectablez turn. I  was about to turn and run to the exit, but then I heard the support and  encouragement of my friends, that’s when I had the courage to do the  item. A few minutes later the teachers were going to announce the  winners, here were the highest places:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;3rd place: Responsibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;2nd place: Thinkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Now  it was the moment of truth, Who won? I had doubts about us winning, and  I am sure that the rest of my team agreed with me. And the winner was:  RESPECTABLEZ!! You could hear a large roar in the crowd. “ YAY WE WON “.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;From  the senior camp I learnt how to take charge and be respectful to those  who are older than me and to those who are around me.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8878893279650131099?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8878893279650131099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-i-have-to-mum-i-groaned.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8878893279650131099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8878893279650131099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-i-have-to-mum-i-groaned.html' title='Amazing Camp TC'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-555283041628453875</id><published>2011-03-29T10:24:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:29:18.810+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second place'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alligator Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock up'/><title type='text'>Alligator Alley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;highlight of Camp TC for me was Rock up,and the  activity I am writing about is Alligator Alley. The aim of this activity  is that: You have to use 3 tyres and 2 planks to get your whole team  across the ally before the other teams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" id="internal-source-marker_0.3892077766241149"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we didn't win, but we came in second place. The most  valuable lesson of all is to trust in other people’s ideas because  sometimes they are good and sometimes they are bad, but you will never  know if they are either unless you try them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;ogether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;veryone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;chieves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;ore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I really enjoyed Rock up, but I think that the life lesson in this is that you have to work as a team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;to  get through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-555283041628453875?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/555283041628453875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/alligator-alley.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/555283041628453875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/555283041628453875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/alligator-alley.html' title='Alligator Alley'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3095626075226288800</id><published>2011-03-25T12:27:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:47:40.550+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pt england school'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Point England school</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-760a55d286b907be" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D760a55d286b907be%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45A3F332C47B92A207E9AC37AF5785C4FC004181.67396D9E9633EF00D7F896BDB3942A34F205E915%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D760a55d286b907be%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgoPi6LLKhdQdJwxQ8gCUzxBLpsA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D760a55d286b907be%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45A3F332C47B92A207E9AC37AF5785C4FC004181.67396D9E9633EF00D7F896BDB3942A34F205E915%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D760a55d286b907be%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgoPi6LLKhdQdJwxQ8gCUzxBLpsA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is a glimpse of what happens at Pt England school. It has little snapshots of what we do and how we do them. It also has a photo of our new Intermediate. You'll see clips of new entrants lining up and Senior boys playing on the court. The Pt England way is important to us because it helps us understand how to respect other people, mould our behavior, taking charge of our belongings and classroom tools and lastly to take charge of our learning.  Hope you enjoy watching this movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3095626075226288800?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3095626075226288800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-to-point-england-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3095626075226288800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3095626075226288800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-to-point-england-school.html' title='Welcome to Point England school'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-6930682797918416902</id><published>2011-03-18T09:23:00.010+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:47:46.702+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singer/songwriter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who you are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie J'/><title type='text'>Jessie J</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUN_zgHY9Bs/TYJu3m7tS1I/AAAAAAAABnY/7XCz0-RKbAM/s1600/JESSIE-J-WHO-YOU-ARE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 307px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585148389515676498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUN_zgHY9Bs/TYJu3m7tS1I/AAAAAAAABnY/7XCz0-RKbAM/s400/JESSIE-J-WHO-YOU-ARE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessie J is a well known artist for her songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Do it like a dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Price tag&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie J ( Jessica Ellen Cornish ) was born on the 27th March 1988. She is a singer/songwriter and she wrote some successful songs for the artists Chris brown and Miley Cyrus. The most successful track she co-wrote was &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Party in the USA&lt;/span&gt; by Miley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She signed a deal with the record label&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Island records&lt;/span&gt;. Her first debut album is named&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Who you are&lt;/span&gt;. Her first single &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Do it like a dude&lt;/span&gt; rose to number 2 on the UK charts. Her follow-up single &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Price tag&lt;/span&gt; went straight to number 1 on the UK singles charts. It stayed at number 1 for 2 weeks. Her album&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Who you are &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to the top of the UK albums chart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-6930682797918416902?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/6930682797918416902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/jessie-j.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6930682797918416902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6930682797918416902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/jessie-j.html' title='Jessie J'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUN_zgHY9Bs/TYJu3m7tS1I/AAAAAAAABnY/7XCz0-RKbAM/s72-c/JESSIE-J-WHO-YOU-ARE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7307153805456464885</id><published>2011-03-17T10:30:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T10:41:21.840+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pegs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pitching a tent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='putting a tent up'/><title type='text'>How to pitch a tent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;" id="internal-source-marker_0.344504531893556"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Equipment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;      A tent package including:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Pegs                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Hammer ( Mallet )           Poles                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;base                                      Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;1.  Open the package and unfold the tent and make sure you have the  following equipment which are listed above. The following equipment are  essential: Hammer or Mallet.  As soon as that has happened put the fly  aside and start working with your base (Make sure your door is facing  the right way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;2.  As soon as you have separated the fly and the tent, get the pegs and  nail it down with a hammer .The corner of the tent have little   (eyelets) and make sure you have nailed it at around about a 45 degree  angle. This is so then they don't come out easily and while camping your  tent does not break down.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;3.  Get the poles out. Be careful because there are 3 poles and 2 have the  same length and that is long, But the other one is the shortest one. You  don’t need to use the short one, you use it later for the fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;4.   Now lay the two longer poles out in a X shape. Where the corners are  of the inner tent, you can see that  there are hooks , so you hook them  on to the poles that are on the top of them. Now you need to tie it to  the middle of the poles. Now place the fly over the top of the tent and  make sure that the door is facing the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;5.  Now that you have finished that, throw the fly over the tent and and  when you start working with the fly make sure the door is closed. So  then it goes perfectly.  Thread the short pole through the sleeve of the  fly. This will make the top of the tent stable. Make sure the pole is  secured to the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;6.Nail the Guy ropes down but here is a useful hint: nail the Guy ropes on the edges first so the tent has good balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;7.When you are finished with the Guy ropes, there will be some hooks, you will need to hook it on to the poles.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;8. Now you are finished, make sure that all the Guy ropes and the pegs are secure and tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: -31.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;9. Enjoy camping in your tent and if your breaks down during 24 hours, please don’t accuse us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7307153805456464885?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7307153805456464885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-pitch-tent.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7307153805456464885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7307153805456464885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-pitch-tent.html' title='How to pitch a tent'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2220000845751839523</id><published>2011-03-08T09:12:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:20:01.036+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie chart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google docs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samoa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russia'/><title type='text'>Pie chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9DhSEIVEMtw/TXVKrLs-VZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/gKaMHocZ6v0/s1600/chart_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9DhSEIVEMtw/TXVKrLs-VZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/gKaMHocZ6v0/s400/chart_1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581449418931852690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering how I got this data, this is what I did:&lt;br /&gt;Well I made a form on Google docs and I sent it to everyone in my classroom to fill out.   Once the survey was completed by everyone in the class, I got the data and sorted it out into groups. I created a new sheet, to create a tally of the data. Copied my data into my new card. Then I made it into a pie chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I look at this graph, I see that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43.5%&lt;/span&gt;  people in my class want to go to Hawaii, and only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34.8%&lt;/span&gt; want to go to America. I was surprised because I made a prediction that America would be the most popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2220000845751839523?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2220000845751839523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/pie-chart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2220000845751839523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2220000845751839523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/pie-chart.html' title='Pie chart'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9DhSEIVEMtw/TXVKrLs-VZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/gKaMHocZ6v0/s72-c/chart_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-988144344635863834</id><published>2011-03-03T10:31:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:42:01.807+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Play in the right place</title><content type='html'>Play in the right place is a Korero at our school. Our principal told us to play in the right place , because people get hurt. Hope you like my animation based on this Korero!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-778e5e6e045dfe59" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D778e5e6e045dfe59%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45107CB10470595252DF8B5EAAE5E4CFEBE59AEA.40C0ED15B6A832BAE8B86E461B95A429B8F3FF2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D778e5e6e045dfe59%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJA7FHOlEel9nFK88-e8i14U5WNM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D778e5e6e045dfe59%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45107CB10470595252DF8B5EAAE5E4CFEBE59AEA.40C0ED15B6A832BAE8B86E461B95A429B8F3FF2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D778e5e6e045dfe59%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJA7FHOlEel9nFK88-e8i14U5WNM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-988144344635863834?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/988144344635863834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/play-in-right-place.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/988144344635863834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/988144344635863834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/play-in-right-place.html' title='Play in the right place'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-601594671605203539</id><published>2011-03-03T10:21:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:23:16.272+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamaki college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood works'/><title type='text'>Tech at Tamaki College.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" id="internal-source-marker_0.071621672646623"&gt;The  chattering of children filled the street. You could hear the echo of  everyone, hurting my  eardrums. We all looked like a flock of sheep,  with teachers as shepherds. The Intermediate assembled in the street and  sat down quietly, because we all knew we were heading off to tech at  Tamaki college . I was in the group 7a with my buddy and captain Toreka.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“WOW”  was what I thought when I saw the room. I had just stepped into a new  environment,and I wasn’t used to it. “ Grab a stool and take a seat “  said a mysterious man. I walked to an empty table and took a chair.   Just then the man introduced himself” My name is Mr Grundy and I am  your teacher “. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; is our teacher “ I thought. Then his thundering voice filled the class again: “ Now this is the class of wood works...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  glanced at all of the tools around this class and I must tell you I was  a bit weary of using them, but apart from that I was excited. I didn’t  know what to expect from this class. I was so jiggly and jumpy, because  it was my first ever option class at Tamaki College, and I wanted to  remember it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“  UURGH “I said. I was getting frustrated with myself. Do you know why?  Because I didn’t have any Ideas. I was trying to think outside the box  but my brain was getting tired. My piece of paper was sitting there, It  looked like it was staring at me, mocking me. Just then I had a tick in  my brain. It was like my hands were doing the work for themselves. When I  was done with my designs I had a variety of options to choose from. At  the end I decided to make....Woops it was supposed to be a surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Sadly  the lesson had come to an end. I moved sluggishly to the door. I  reluctantly dragged my legs to the steps. That lesson was a good one, I  left wishing it could have lasted a bit longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-601594671605203539?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/601594671605203539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/tech-at-tamaki-college.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/601594671605203539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/601594671605203539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/03/tech-at-tamaki-college.html' title='Tech at Tamaki College.'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5825315499223704648</id><published>2011-02-23T10:04:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:28:30.576+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destruction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christchurch'/><title type='text'>Destruction down South</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: normal; VERTICAL-ALIGN: baseline; TEXT-DECORATION: nonefont-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:transparent;" id="internal-source-marker_0.664924595309911"   &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;We were all devastated to find out that Christchurch has yet again been hit with another monstrous earthquake. Everywhere people looked there was debris for miles and miles, and people were helping survivors out from beneath piles of rubble. There was chaos in the streets ,as people were trying to look for their loved ones through all the destruction. To all the people in Christchurch: I hope you are all safe and get through this catastrophe. My condolences are with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/RGlPIjI8NFuaREaLZWYMTgF0pOZ14uwdQOjlX1mKevYmKKBDinp26WNoIX-r0L9vuCsUbFKOlsMDXSR76fkXwPOLnlf8mZAK2Puvd3lm1PouLaBi8w" width="512" height="294" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5825315499223704648?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5825315499223704648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-were-all-devastated-to-find-out-that.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5825315499223704648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5825315499223704648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-were-all-devastated-to-find-out-that.html' title='Destruction down South'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1344960808462842662</id><published>2011-02-17T10:44:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:46:27.889+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cheers!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" id="internal-source-marker_0.5389280429118114"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“Wake up everybody!! “ I screamed. I was running up and down the  hallway shouting until my throat hurt. After a “while I walked into the  living room. I stared at the amazing sight that stood in front of me. “  It’s finally here “ I said. “ Christmas .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  was jiggly and jumpy all morning. I just couldn’t wait till the rest of  my family woke up. I kept on glancing at the clock to keep track of  time. Just then I heard my family rush to the tree. I was trying to push  through the havoc so I could open my present first. “ Oh bummer “. I  didn;t get to the tree fast enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Finally  it was my turn in line. Snatching the first present in sight, I  savagely ripped the wrapper off. It revealed a complete kit for your  hair. I was so grateful. It was even my favourite colour: Dark blue. “ I  thanked my Mum by giving her a hug and saying Merry Christmas to  her.The best part of the morning was opening my favourite present of  all: My Justin Bieber shirt. As soon as I saw it I screamed: A JUSTIN  BIEBER SHIRT. OMG!!! Hugging my shirt to my chest I kept it in it’s  package for the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;When  i finished getting ready , I went to the front yard where all the fuss  was happening. Glancing around, I  saw pools being put up, a HUGE beach  ball and our FEAST. Our front yard was like a clan of worker bees doing  different jobs. So I went over to ask if anyone needed any help, so I  ended up helping  my sister put the pool up. It was a really wet job,  but I got through it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;After the prayer, we got to overload our bowls with salads like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Patato salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Crab salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Raw fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Prawn salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;And heaps of other foods that I don’t have time to talk about right now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;  As I took the first mouthful of Patato salad, the mayonnaise melted in  my mouth. It was so delicious. I love my mum’s home made patato salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“  SPLASH” is the sound I made when I jumped into the pool. It was  freezing cold. I was standing there as still as a statue, in one spot  shivering , feeling sorry for my legs as they were the ones suffering  from the horrible coldness. Then just as I was about to hop out, I felt  hands on my back push with full force , and there I was: falling head  first into the water. As I got up I glanced around the pool, to see if  anyone had noticed and there he was : My little brother Leka was  standing there laughing. “ Oh brother”. I’m going to get you Leka!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 4.5pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;As  the day ended, everyone was getting tired. We were packing up  everything like, dirty dishes, dirty tables and lots of inflatable  bouncy castles. When I was done, I made my way to the living room, where  it was nice and cosy. I grabbed my cup of Milo, sat down and watched  T.V by myself. It was the best Christmas ever, and I would never change  this Christmas for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1344960808462842662?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1344960808462842662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-cheers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1344960808462842662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1344960808462842662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-cheers.html' title='Christmas Cheers!!'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4808233458042017234</id><published>2011-02-11T10:51:00.008+13:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T12:09:47.513+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Net books'/><title type='text'>I see net books EVERYWHERE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMb88kBEw4U/TVRu4lOXsyI/AAAAAAAABZw/RLahzgSOp8k/s1600/For%2Bthe%2Bblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMb88kBEw4U/TVRu4lOXsyI/AAAAAAAABZw/RLahzgSOp8k/s320/For%2Bthe%2Bblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572200557308261154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day came.  I saw the shiny coat of black as I unwrapped it. It was just sitting in front of me. That was the first time I saw my net book. We were told not to touch it but I couldn't help it. I tapped the net book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Now you can open it" said Mrs Burt. My heart was beating fast and I was just excited to finally use it for the first time. When I opened it I saw lots of features like: A tiny camera, a mini mouse and the little keys. It was the cutest net book I had ever seen. The best thing about it was that it was black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say thank you to Mr and Mrs Burt for getting us these precious net books. I am sure that everyone is thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that was what I thought when I first saw and used  my net book. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4808233458042017234?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4808233458042017234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-week-of-netbooks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4808233458042017234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4808233458042017234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-week-of-netbooks.html' title='I see net books EVERYWHERE!!'/><author><name>Room 20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138797787988962627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMb88kBEw4U/TVRu4lOXsyI/AAAAAAAABZw/RLahzgSOp8k/s72-c/For%2Bthe%2Bblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7298497701110202905</id><published>2010-12-20T20:21:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:01:48.698+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schoolTV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PENN'/><title type='text'>Ambassador -Television</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In 2010 I have been an ambassador for Pt England School.  My role has been to talk about my learning to hundreds of visitors who have come to our school from all over the country and around the world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This video shows you what I had to say about how Television and other screens help us learn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/17999074" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/17999074"&gt;Selena - television&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3693343"&gt;KPE TV&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is the transcript of my presentation:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"One of the ways we share our learning at Pt England School is through  television.  Mr Burt set this up in 1996, so you can work out that we  have been doing this for a long time now - fourteen years in fact! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DEpGR2FI/AAAAAAAAAZM/wzZnneCZE3s/s1600/selena.007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DEpGR2FI/AAAAAAAAAZM/wzZnneCZE3s/s320/selena.007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Pt England News network goes to air 4 days a week and each episode is  about 10 minutes long.  We remind the school about the events of the  day, the UV rating and what has been happening in sport  around  Pt  England, New Zealand and the World! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DBIRErkI/AAAAAAAAAZA/zoHUKOOCDCI/s1600/selena.010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DBIRErkI/AAAAAAAAAZA/zoHUKOOCDCI/s320/selena.010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, every  day a class gets to tell the whole school about what they have been  learning.  Every class is timetabled to have the opportunity at least  once a term to make a movie for PENN about the learning going on in the  class.  This is given to the PENN production team so they can include it  in the programme for the day. Because of this, every student at Pt  England has the chance to be on PENN at least once a term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DCGN9sNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1p5ZNfe4wNk/s1600/selena.009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DCGN9sNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1p5ZNfe4wNk/s320/selena.009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Production team for PENN is managed by Mrs Tele'a.  Behind the scenes  she has a small team of Year 7 students who produce the show each day.  They will tell you more about what they do if you visit the elearning  Centre.  She also has a small camera crew of Year 6 students who film  the content. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DAN1oU7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/jsQtQohu3KM/s1600/selena.011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DAN1oU7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/jsQtQohu3KM/s320/selena.011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the camera there is a larger group of Year 5  and 6 students who anchor the show.  These presenters are timetabled on  for a week at a time. &lt;br /&gt;The entire crew has to be at school at 8  oclock in the morning so we can get PENN recorded and edited by the time  school starts at ten to nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C_CpkXPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/7J2hSnbXr_w/s1600/selena.012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C_CpkXPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/7J2hSnbXr_w/s320/selena.012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001 Mr Burt had the great idea  of sharing our learning with our community via public television and so  schoolTV was born.  At 5.45 every Wednesday our whanau can sit back in  their own comfortable chairs at home and watch the highlights of the  week from PENN.  Mrs Tele'a produces and edits this show before it goes  to air on Triangle Television.&lt;br /&gt;This is an Auckland based channel, but if you have FreeView you can see it anywhere in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C9Wxqp3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LNOJOdYmZlI/s1600/selena.013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C9Wxqp3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LNOJOdYmZlI/s320/selena.013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  also enjoy creating movies for the big screen. We have film festivals,  multi media productions and other events where we can create special  movies that showcase our technical and acting talents as well as our  learning. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C8J68E6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Z7cH4EB433A/s1600/selena.014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C8J68E6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Z7cH4EB433A/s320/selena.014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may have noticed in our foyer that we share our  learning on a different type of screen again.  This is Campus Channel  where we can upload our television content over the internet and add  up-to-date messages for everyone to read using a feed from Twitter. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C7H4Z3aI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iGs2J00iqkM/s1600/selena.015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8C7H4Z3aI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iGs2J00iqkM/s320/selena.015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that publishing on all these different types of screens helps us learn how to be confident."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TR04E3DpYtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kU7xdDcrL0E/s1600/Picture+400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TR04E3DpYtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kU7xdDcrL0E/s400/Picture+400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Minister Heatley speaking to us after we gave our presentation.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TR0rRjKm8YI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4COqvDW6UQg/s1600/Picture+405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TR0rRjKm8YI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4COqvDW6UQg/s400/Picture+405.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Minister of Housing, Phil Heatley, was one of the people we presented to this year.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7298497701110202905?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7298497701110202905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/12/ambassador-television.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7298497701110202905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7298497701110202905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/12/ambassador-television.html' title='Ambassador -Television'/><author><name>PES Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15662065130735974733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_44Op5TR8JUA/TQ8DEpGR2FI/AAAAAAAAAZM/wzZnneCZE3s/s72-c/selena.007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3724320832634648081</id><published>2010-11-30T14:38:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T14:53:35.931+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Insect comparisons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; 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And over here is my comparison to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Commonwealth&lt;/span&gt; game winner, Nicole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Forrester&lt;/span&gt;". This is my display comparing a little critter to a champion in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Commonwealth&lt;/span&gt; games. If you don't know who she is, let me explain:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. She won the gold medal in high jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She comes from Canada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She is the best High jumper in Canada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have told you enough. If you want to find out more about her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; my brilliant movie. Enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3724320832634648081?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3724320832634648081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/11/insect-comparisons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3724320832634648081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3724320832634648081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/11/insect-comparisons.html' title='Insect comparisons'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-742134748463905885</id><published>2010-10-13T09:47:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T10:14:46.262+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cemetery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crying.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passed away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandmother'/><title type='text'>Cemetery blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TLYhLztkkzI/AAAAAAAABY4/6OyBdc1kdzg/s1600/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TLYhLztkkzI/AAAAAAAABY4/6OyBdc1kdzg/s320/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527642079387489074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' Sniff Sniff ". We had arrived at the Graveyard. I could feel tears forming in my eyes. The sky was in dark, grey clouds , it had been spitting. The gloomy weather had made me feel really depressed. My stomach was lurching , contributing to the feeling I had about being at a Graveyard.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Squelch Squelch ". I could feel and hear the mud squelching in between my toes , as I looked at the graves. Some were covered in flowers and toys and some had huge tombstones. I looked across the cemetery towards my Nana' s grave , and realised I wasn't the only one that was feeling emotions like sadness and loneliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was fixing the flowers on her grave , I could hear my Mum whispering a little prayer and crying at the same time. In my mind memories of my grandmother kept repeating over and over again. Then tears began rolling down my cheeks ,like a rushing waterfall. It felt like my heart was going to stop, that is how painful it was. It was hard having someone in your family pass away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while we had to leave. Then later on something strange happened. The dark, grey clouds parted and revealed some sunshine, but the weird thing was that it was spitting as well. My Mum said that my Nana might be looking down on us and smiling and crying at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we drove away from the cemetery, her Grave was growing distant. I felt pain on the outside , , but in my heart I know she is happy and out of pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-742134748463905885?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/742134748463905885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/10/cemetery-blues.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/742134748463905885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/742134748463905885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/10/cemetery-blues.html' title='Cemetery blues'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TLYhLztkkzI/AAAAAAAABY4/6OyBdc1kdzg/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-641952993001302252</id><published>2010-09-08T11:59:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T07:11:56.511+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena'/><title type='text'>Cross Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TIbSAYL2XxI/AAAAAAAABPc/anTc7zl5yAk/s1600/IMG_4015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TIbSAYL2XxI/AAAAAAAABPc/anTc7zl5yAk/s320/IMG_4015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514325697695735570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;“Boom ....Boom” My heart skipped a beat when I heard the shocking announcement. It was Cross - Country. Butterflies started fluttering in my stomach because I didn’t want to run. Then I knew that Mr Burt had set up an Ambush, I assumed that the teachers knew , but some teachers hesitated. “ Oh no, here we go again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Georgia; min-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I forced myself to sit behind my fellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 29, 22);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;competitors,It was a freezing day, which didn’t help at all. Then there was another horrible report from Mr Burt : “ Today, Cross - Country isn’ t going to be as long as usual so the oldest are going first”. My heart dropped that means me. “How am I going to survive the race” I moaned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Georgia; min-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I reluctantly dragged my legs to the start line , I felt something fluttering in my stomach and I knew that they were butterflies. The butterflies started flapping like crazy.”Take your mark “ shouted Mr Burt. I was doomed. “ Get set”. “Oh no”. “BANG”. All of my competitors zoomed past me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Georgia; min-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;My heart was pounding wildly , while my legs were going through excruciating pain. My throat was so sore that I had to swallow saliva every 3 seconds. I could feel and hear the mud squelching, in between my toes. I kept saying to myself “ Keep jogging, you can make it”. The pain was growing tense, I thought I was going to collapse right on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Georgia; min-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Mid-way through the course I was already wheezing. I saw 4 people in front of me. 2 were boys and 2 were girls. I tried to do a little spurt, but that made no difference. As I passed the teachers they all said positive things to me like “keep going” or “finish this”. That really helped a lot ( I think ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Georgia; min-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;The finish line was a few steps away, I was desperate to finish. Everyone on the sideline was cheering especially Miss King cause she wanted Tainui to win. She shouted “ Sprint Selena Sprint” . So I listened to her and ... BAM. I finished the race , I was proud because I came 3rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Georgia; min-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 18px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;After that horrible experience was over, I ran straight to the tap and drank all of the water I could. My throat was filled with glorious water, and now it was soothed. I went and sat down slowly since my legs were aching. The most fun part of the day was when I crossed the finish line and came third. I was surprised because I thought I would have never survived this race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-641952993001302252?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/641952993001302252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/09/boom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/641952993001302252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/641952993001302252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/09/boom.html' title='Cross Country'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TIbSAYL2XxI/AAAAAAAABPc/anTc7zl5yAk/s72-c/IMG_4015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5843107501406140172</id><published>2010-07-21T11:53:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T12:14:11.181+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Polynesian settlers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TEY5PtRwNPI/AAAAAAAAA9s/6V1SFsI494Y/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-07-21+at+11.57.39+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TEY5PtRwNPI/AAAAAAAAA9s/6V1SFsI494Y/s400/Screen+shot+2010-07-21+at+11.57.39+AM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496143337267148018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Polynesians were the first people to populate New Zealand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;over 1000 years ago.These people came by canoe from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;East Polynesia. Their canoes that they brought to Aotearoa were made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;from Wooden Planks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Some of these wooden waka had an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;outrigger or it was double hulled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In the canoes these were trained Navigators who steered the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;boat in the right direction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;using:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. The stars at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. The Swells in the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;They also kept a lookout for signs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;that land was near, for example, they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;looked for birds that were feeding in the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Not all of these brave sailors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;made it to New Zealand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5843107501406140172?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5843107501406140172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/07/polynesian-settlers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5843107501406140172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5843107501406140172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/07/polynesian-settlers.html' title='Polynesian settlers'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TEY5PtRwNPI/AAAAAAAAA9s/6V1SFsI494Y/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-07-21+at+11.57.39+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2492933267141602629</id><published>2010-06-30T14:09:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:46:41.364+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extension group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink and white terraces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omen waka.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Tarawera'/><title type='text'>Tarawera Expedition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TCqs8PHbAPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PIHmiYc0JM4/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-06-30+at+2.32.50+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TCqs8PHbAPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PIHmiYc0JM4/s320/Screen+shot+2010-06-30+at+2.32.50+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488389246754160882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-537d3bd5380c684a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D537d3bd5380c684a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25AA6A72BE70DF18FA0FF2BF93BE4E6BDD44EB17.2ED41B348E871CA58A73BD425928C79EF6F961F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D537d3bd5380c684a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpGgq2cOsZVxQjXD2xYo8xZwlOUQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D537d3bd5380c684a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25AA6A72BE70DF18FA0FF2BF93BE4E6BDD44EB17.2ED41B348E871CA58A73BD425928C79EF6F961F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D537d3bd5380c684a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpGgq2cOsZVxQjXD2xYo8xZwlOUQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a beautiful morning, tourists were making there way to see the Pink and White terraces. Then out of the fog came a omen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waka&lt;/span&gt; ( boat ) with 8 warriors in it. Some Maori people thought it was a sign of bad luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 days later, the ground began to shake and rumble, then suddenly BOOM!!!. Mount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tarawera&lt;/span&gt; erupted leaving behind it's mark which was a crack as long as 17 kilometres. The most terrible thing was that it destroyed the world-wide famous Pink and White Terraces. It was really important because it was one of the Great Wonders of the world.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The year 5 and 6 extension group have finished Their spectacular project. Over here you can see that this is my mini animation. It gives you a bit of information about the devastating disaster.  So sit back and enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to see the next part of this movie , click on this hyperlink: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pesalat.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.pesalat.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ala has made the next part of our story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2492933267141602629?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2492933267141602629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/06/tarawera-expedition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2492933267141602629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2492933267141602629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/06/tarawera-expedition.html' title='Tarawera Expedition'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TCqs8PHbAPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PIHmiYc0JM4/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-06-30+at+2.32.50+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4004205799012316812</id><published>2010-06-25T14:15:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:11:19.833+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Criminal Massacre Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TCkPxFj3HNI/AAAAAAAAAzY/PhUXyEeiLyY/s1600/Criminal+Massacre.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TCkPxFj3HNI/AAAAAAAAAzY/PhUXyEeiLyY/s320/Criminal+Massacre.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487934956908256466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th August  11:00 am &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" What happened" said Jimmy. He was panting heavily. He was trying to remember what happened in the last few minutes. The dream he just had was horrifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           26th August  7:30 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28th of August keeps rushing through my mind. I rushed to the calender and wrote on the 28th of August:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possible death date- 9:00 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly the T.V turned off. Then I realised that the power died out, so I rushed to the phone. Dang, the mainline was dead. It was pitch black in my house. Just then I remembered about the strange dream that I had. I knew that my possible death date was creeping closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            27th August  8:15pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Breaking news" roared the T.V. "A criminal is on the loose". As soon as I heard that I stuck my eyes to the T.V. I couldn't take my eyes off it. " The criminals name is Mad Sammy. He is a phsyco who recently got released from the mental hospital"." Why is this happening to me" I moaned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            28th August  7:00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up with a startle. I have had the same dream over and over again. My eyes were hanging out of their eye sockets. I was thinking about what would happen if I ran away. Would my dream still come true or is someone just trying to scare me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       28th August  9:00 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta get home. It was growing darker and darker as I ran. "Thump Thump". I froze in fright. "Thump". Please this is not happening to me. My heart was pumping with fright. " Thump Thump ....  "AAAAAA" screamed Jimmy. " Bingo " said Mad Sammy. " I wished for 1 person to kill and I get my wish". His scissors were dripping with blood. He proudly strode off into the darkness with a chuckle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Be continued ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4004205799012316812?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4004205799012316812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/06/criminal-massacre-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4004205799012316812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4004205799012316812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/06/criminal-massacre-part-1.html' title='Criminal Massacre Part 1'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/TCkPxFj3HNI/AAAAAAAAAzY/PhUXyEeiLyY/s72-c/Criminal+Massacre.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3854447913965787960</id><published>2010-06-01T14:50:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:45:51.522+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Another round of ROW completed!!!</title><content type='html'>Another round of ROW* has been finished off with a celebration and it was AWESOME!!!   We were learning about the three steps in life and how we could have a better future.  So I have written a reflection of what I had done and what I could have improved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ROW was an online celebration. This is when people all around the world talk to each other about life. This round was about the three steps in life. We met the head NIKE shoe designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did I do well?&lt;br /&gt;I think I did well on the ad because it was tricky but, we made it and from my point of view I think we did very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How could I have improved on what I did?&lt;br /&gt;I could have taken some bits and I could have recorded longer so it would have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Brick wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What held you back from doing a better job?&lt;br /&gt;I think that the boys on my team kept on mucking around a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. List down some ways that you could have solved it:&lt;br /&gt;1. I think I could have taken charge since I was the group leader, and told them to stop mucking around so we could have gotten the movie finished.&lt;br /&gt;2. I could have told the teacher to see if I could have changed my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To talk to people all around the world about their problems and inquires.&lt;br /&gt;2. To show how you feel and how you express your feelings by drawing the shoe.&lt;br /&gt;3. To explain problems about how the world has changed.&lt;br /&gt;4. To learn about how to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;5. To share with the world what you think about ROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3854447913965787960?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3854447913965787960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-round-of-row-completed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3854447913965787960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3854447913965787960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-round-of-row-completed.html' title='Another round of ROW completed!!!'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1950989629310810291</id><published>2010-05-27T14:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:37:14.758+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPE podcast'/><title type='text'>Podcasting "Black Water"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZ0Qd5vc58g/S_3T_AndpQI/AAAAAAAAA8o/PZt8UV3DGAs/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-05-27+at+2.13.47+PM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475765801403131138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZ0Qd5vc58g/S_3T_AndpQI/AAAAAAAAA8o/PZt8UV3DGAs/s200/Screen+shot+2010-05-27+at+2.13.47+PM.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 189px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Blackwater/Eve-Bunting/e/9780064408905"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Black Water" by Eve Bunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is what the publishers say about the book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thirteen-year-old Brodie Lynch was ready for the perfect summer of  adventure along the awesome Blackwater River. That was before everything  changed forever. When a harmless prank goes too far, the unthinkable  happens. Brodie's lies make him a hero, but inside, his guilt tears at  him like the treacherous current of the Blackwater itself, which has  become a horrifying reminder of his part in the tragedy. In this  gripping new coming-of-age novel, a young boy is faced with a choice  between right and wrong and ultimately learns  that truth can offer hope  in even the darkest moments."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d26526af517d88d2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd26526af517d88d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D416945BE4E191786306963E207DDB486BAD922.515F386EAFAAC806BEA4662219140B64DDEE315B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd26526af517d88d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlkxI8UclJIx0YQHsG9cPKhtBaPI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd26526af517d88d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D416945BE4E191786306963E207DDB486BAD922.515F386EAFAAC806BEA4662219140B64DDEE315B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd26526af517d88d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlkxI8UclJIx0YQHsG9cPKhtBaPI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1950989629310810291?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1950989629310810291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/05/podcasting-black-water.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1950989629310810291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1950989629310810291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/05/podcasting-black-water.html' title='Podcasting &quot;Black Water&quot;'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qZ0Qd5vc58g/S_3T_AndpQI/AAAAAAAAA8o/PZt8UV3DGAs/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-05-27+at+2.13.47+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8031427239707734937</id><published>2010-05-20T13:19:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:22:01.858+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPE podcast'/><title type='text'>Podcasting "Crash" by William Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" face="Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif" style="clear: both; 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and we discuss "Crash" by &lt;a href="http://kpetv.blogspot.com/search/label/William%20Taylor"&gt;William Taylor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"  style="clear: both;  text-align: center;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86eee83a9d089b36" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86eee83a9d089b36%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D469E03045EC177108BE12BDDF30532972C17D3C1.36AC0883502C4FAD5192A959C67B15B8947E6D72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86eee83a9d089b36%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt4Gr9jtmgtMHepS1rAV03YktGLE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86eee83a9d089b36%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D469E03045EC177108BE12BDDF30532972C17D3C1.36AC0883502C4FAD5192A959C67B15B8947E6D72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86eee83a9d089b36%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt4Gr9jtmgtMHepS1rAV03YktGLE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8031427239707734937?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8031427239707734937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/05/podcasting-crash-by-william-taylor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8031427239707734937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8031427239707734937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/05/podcasting-crash-by-william-taylor.html' title='Podcasting &quot;Crash&quot; by William Taylor'/><author><name>PES Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15662065130735974733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qZ0Qd5vc58g/S_SI2X0hmUI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Q4swHVdPrFw/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-05-20+at+12.04.22+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3311927688433203745</id><published>2010-05-03T14:52:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:47:37.608+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Improvements</title><content type='html'>When we watched a video about shoes and they were only second graders and we think that they explained it more than us.So we think we need to improve on these things:&lt;div&gt;1. We need to Communicate with each other  properly without making our own ideas, without discussing it with our group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We have to listen to the person who is in charge and leading the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.We need to put in more detail into our movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.We need to explain more about why the shoe is good to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Our group needs to be more focused of what we are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I think we should have added the WOW logo on our T-Shirt and shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all I have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3311927688433203745?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3311927688433203745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/05/improvements.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3311927688433203745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3311927688433203745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/05/improvements.html' title='Improvements'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2352702324424435991</id><published>2010-04-19T12:42:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:44:59.039+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S8uhgWKHgeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/u_qBEyMGaac/s1600/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S8uhgWKHgeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/u_qBEyMGaac/s320/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461636550192759266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This term is going to be awesome".  It was the first day of school and guess what we are learning about? Our topic is called Active earth. It is about active volcanoes. Some keywords are fault line, tectonic plates,earthquake and pumice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know how a volcano erupts? Well the magma inside the mantle struggles to get out so it goes out in the cracks.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some facts to get you started:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:Did you know that the biggest volcano in the universe is on Mars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Did you know that a volcano on the coast of Italy erupts every 20 minutes! It is known as the Mediterranean Lighthouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3: Every year 20 to 30 volcanoes erupt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:Mauna Loa (a Hawaiian volcano) Hawaii is the largest live volcano on earth. One eruption lasted one and a half years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: Did you know that volcanoes are named after the Greek god named Vulcan. He was the roman god of Fire and Metalwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:Mount St Helens is 4,500 years old-young for a volcano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:Tsunami is Japanese for wave breaking in the harbour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8: The worlds newest Island appeared near Tonga in 1995.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9: Most of the worlds volcanoes are under the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:The Romans believed that spas had healing powers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11: There are no volcanoes at all in Australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12: To keep Volcanoes Dormant the Aztecs fed them women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13: The volcanoes on Venus may still be active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for letting me use your image. http://www.catravelservices.com/management/tours/pictures/Tour-ArenalVolcano.jpg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volcanoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2352702324424435991?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2352702324424435991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-term-is-going-to-be-awesome.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2352702324424435991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2352702324424435991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-term-is-going-to-be-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S8uhgWKHgeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/u_qBEyMGaac/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1493366290303139306</id><published>2010-03-30T14:16:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:58:22.880+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D&apos;Wayne Edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcasts.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end of the term is coming up, so to fill you in on everything here are some of &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; highlights.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlight 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first highlight of term is talking to the famous Nike shoe designer D'Wayne Edwards. He told us his life story and he became part of the NIKE shoe cooperation. He talked about how people didn't believe in him , but that was kind of a good thing because that motivated him to keep on trying. the most interesting thing that I found out about him is how his garage is full with all of his shoes he has designed. I would like to say something to D'Wayne Edwards: Thank you for putting some time aside to talk to us and the rest of the ROW collaboration. It was a privilege talking to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlight 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second , Camp Kindness.  I would like to thank everyone who helped out with the food , watch us at night and organised the whole thing. The food was soo delicious and it really filled me up. I felt really safe when people helped stayed at night.  I take it , you were absolutely tired. This week on Thursday are the camp awards, I will do a post about it on the first week of term. I loved everything about camp and I think I speak for everyone who was involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlight 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I liked doing animations in class about history. We were learning about the treaty of Waitangi and what it was like before it was signed.  We did three animations about the treaty of Waitangi.  My favourite animation was the first one because it was the easiest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal for next term is to read more and do more podcasts. This term I only had time to do one podcast.  The next one I am doing is called Old Bones. The book I am currently reading is called Blackwater. It is a thriller and I am going do a podcast on that book as well so check out my blog in the second week of term two and you will see a podcast tab, click on that and it will take you to my podcasts and it will be there. I would tell you who I am going to be doing the podcast with , but it will spoil the surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think next terms topic is going to be about volcanoes and land. I think the name is going to be Land Ahoy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1493366290303139306?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1493366290303139306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-term-is-coming-up-so-to-fill-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1493366290303139306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1493366290303139306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-term-is-coming-up-so-to-fill-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7074199120693908153</id><published>2010-03-25T09:42:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:58:21.656+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Pukekos</title><content type='html'>A Pukeko is a native New Zealand bird.  Some of it's feathers at the back are a greenish glittery gloss ,which shines in the sun.  The feathers at the front of a Pukeko is a deep iridescent blue.  People don't know this, but there is a batch of white feathers hidden under the tail.  When danger appears the feathers erupt from under the tail.  This is a sign of warning to all the birds.  The beak, legs and eyes are a bright scarlet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike any other native New Zealand bird the Pukeko can run really fast on land.  This is because they have long, stringy legs.  Flying is quite a difficulty for the Pukeko because they aren't use to flying, but a remarkable thing is , is that once a Pukeko flew 240 km from where it lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pukekos enemies are the Ferret, stoat and weasel. These animals are all from the same family, because they are all viscous little predators. Their skin colors are a golden brown. They all have little canes that stick out of their mouths.  The surprising thing is , is that &lt;b&gt;people &lt;/b&gt;are it's enemies too. People shoot pukekos during duck shooting season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that people should stop shooting Pukekos and start respecting them as a native New Zealand bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7074199120693908153?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7074199120693908153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/pukekos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7074199120693908153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7074199120693908153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/pukekos.html' title='Pukekos'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-9202834541501992918</id><published>2010-03-25T08:51:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T09:19:51.769+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My Animation</title><content type='html'>This animation is about what happened before the treaty was signed. It shows that a European man bought land , but what happened was a Maori person did not want to leave his land so...&lt;div&gt;(To find out what happened next watch my movie). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cfc5901188f37c79" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfc5901188f37c79%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D95A4A20A784B4D2C735B420E0F1EC189A4F207.58233F38D862D58188FE1D0E9276B0E1F86BE412%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfc5901188f37c79%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWNLRZu7k3O3Tba4xeZ3BsnwlXfA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfc5901188f37c79%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D95A4A20A784B4D2C735B420E0F1EC189A4F207.58233F38D862D58188FE1D0E9276B0E1F86BE412%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfc5901188f37c79%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWNLRZu7k3O3Tba4xeZ3BsnwlXfA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-9202834541501992918?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/9202834541501992918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-animation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/9202834541501992918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/9202834541501992918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-animation.html' title='My Animation'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3187942716621965622</id><published>2010-03-15T14:37:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:01:36.775+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing D'Wayne Edwards Video conference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21c0c1aed2a1dc7a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21c0c1aed2a1dc7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12D36941E7A51F968814BDF6B5C23A31603183B1.7B1DA0E7B1F80A5F5541FAC583E2A003DF664F1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21c0c1aed2a1dc7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D88QNqxa9at1h8yY9aBfezpuZ0CE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21c0c1aed2a1dc7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12D36941E7A51F968814BDF6B5C23A31603183B1.7B1DA0E7B1F80A5F5541FAC583E2A003DF664F1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21c0c1aed2a1dc7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D88QNqxa9at1h8yY9aBfezpuZ0CE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;" Oh my gosh" I said to my friends. "We are really having a video conference with D'Wayne Edwards , the NIKE shoe DESIGNER". I was so excited, my heart was pumping so loudly I couldn't even hear myself think.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were on live and there were 32 viewers.  I was staring at the screen just waiting for him to come on stage.  First Carol Anne said a introduction about what she does and how she made this collaboration. Just then everyone clapped and out he came.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told us about what his specialty was and who he creates NIKE shoes for. He told us he created most of Michael Jordan's shoes and I thought that it was Amazing and guess what, he told us that his garage was full of NIKE shoes!!!  The most remarkable thing is that he created the 2nd Air Jordan 2!!!  I just couldn't believe it when he told us. He even told us that he created a high heel shoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was 4:30 we had to go home. To see what it was like I have a Video to show you how the Video conference went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3187942716621965622?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3187942716621965622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing-dwayne-edwards-video-conference.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3187942716621965622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3187942716621965622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing-dwayne-edwards-video-conference.html' title='Amazing D&apos;Wayne Edwards Video conference.'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1608081418645275104</id><published>2010-03-10T14:04:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:14:40.622+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr'/><title type='text'>WOW Flickr page</title><content type='html'>" Selena's Paradise" it says.If you are saying to yourself " What is she talking about , well I will tell you what I am talking about. I am talking about my Flickr page.  It tells you all about the things about me. It will contain my hobbies and things that are important to me and you might not know , you might find out something that you didn't know about me... . Well better not tell you the rest, so if you would like to find out more click on this hyper link. &lt;a href="http://http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1608081418645275104?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1608081418645275104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-flickr-page.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1608081418645275104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1608081418645275104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-flickr-page.html' title='WOW Flickr page'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2868337027860779743</id><published>2010-03-05T09:28:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:59:07.969+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S5AdxpniPXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0wYCz4_RJik/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S5AdxpniPXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0wYCz4_RJik/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444884688313400690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tragic artist Van Gogh was.  Van Gogh's paintings were magnificent but he had a sad life story.  No one appreciated his new type of artwork. He called himself a Impressionist. That is when someone paints what they are feeling. When he was a boy he didn't want to be a artist, he tried so many different jobs, but they didn't work out. The last job he tried out was to be a preacher like his father, but as usual he wasn't fascinated. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then he decided that he wanted to be an artist. So his first painting had a table with 5-6 people who were poor and they only had 4 potatoes to eat. Then after a while he moved to Paris and stayed there with his brother Theo. A couple of years later he moved to Arles. He stayed there with his old friend called Paul Gaugin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day they had such a bad argument that Van Gough cut his ear off!! His last ever painting was called Crows in the Wheat field, then when he finished it he shot himself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the painting I done of his most popular painting called Starry night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2868337027860779743?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2868337027860779743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-tragic-artist-van-gogh-was.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2868337027860779743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2868337027860779743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-tragic-artist-van-gogh-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S5AdxpniPXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0wYCz4_RJik/s72-c/IMG_2092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1921155502916124111</id><published>2010-02-23T12:18:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:42:33.424+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitors.selena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presenting'/><title type='text'>My nerve racking experience</title><content type='html'>" I can't believe it "  I said to myself.  My heart was pumping frantically.  I was waiting outside the Tusitala with all of the presenters. We all crept in like little mice.  I took one look at the visitors and in my mind I was thinking about how I could speak clearly and how I could represent Pt England. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Angela was doing her mihi I was smiling on the outside , but inside I felt faint.  Angela had finished her presentation and everyone was clapping.  I heard the music play and I knew that was my queue to go up and speak ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I hope I could tell you more but I have to go now. I will tell you the rest of my nerve racking experience in part 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7e7af129ca230b39" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e7af129ca230b39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B71D1BA2EAE305E6FD46F14B51EC1CADB739F9E.2A495E37CFFB992A2DECA1A07A8A74EDECCC543B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e7af129ca230b39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNSVznEHEHbf-ZpMwlCNMrJlmq3U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e7af129ca230b39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B71D1BA2EAE305E6FD46F14B51EC1CADB739F9E.2A495E37CFFB992A2DECA1A07A8A74EDECCC543B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e7af129ca230b39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNSVznEHEHbf-ZpMwlCNMrJlmq3U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1921155502916124111?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1921155502916124111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-nerve-racking-experience.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1921155502916124111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1921155502916124111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-nerve-racking-experience.html' title='My nerve racking experience'/><author><name>Room 17 Student</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4wKx_IXI4w/S6lXQPuCxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9rZay2j0qoc/S220/Screen+shot+2010-03-24+at+1.04.59+PM.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5167025233319249933</id><published>2009-12-07T14:37:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T14:43:23.634+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The amazing Year 5 picnic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SxxdnEkeA2I/AAAAAAAABNI/MrqC3nZX_ww/s1600-h/picnic+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SxxdnEkeA2I/AAAAAAAABNI/MrqC3nZX_ww/s400/picnic+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412303778015478626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MMMMMM" I whispered. My tummy was grumbling. I could just feel the scrumptious and divine taste melting in my mouth. I couldn't wait for the picnic to start , in fact I was so excited I was jittery and jumpy. "Let's go" said Ms Squires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, Two , Three...Vanila was numbering us off for the first game. It was Midnight. "ONES" Vanila shouted. I stood up and ran with all of my speed. My heart was pounding and my legs were pumping. "Almost there'' I thought to myself, but it was too late someone had already touched the ball. ''Oh well, there is always next time'' I said to myself. I was waiting patiently for my turn and then Vanila called my number out again. My fellow competitors rushed before me and I knew it had to take a miracle to win this one, but too bad that miracle that I had wished for didn't happen.I was nearly in contact with the ball but Havea touched the ball before me. "Oh bummer" I complained. " Time to switch games" I heard the teacher say so I rushed and sat in a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Munch Munch Munch" I was munching on Seini- Mino's sweet Chop suey. It was so delicious it was like I was addicted to her food. I gathered anything that I could eat and I placed it on my plate. I started stuffing my face with Mubasshira's chocolaty brownies. The chocolate just burst in my mouth with flavour. The cream puffs looked like clouds squashed between two pieces of delicious bread. Angela's pickets were so delicious that I nearly went up to heaven taking the whole platter with me. Toreka's sticky rice was so sticky that the rice and caramel nearly stuck to my teeth, but it was also delicious because of the caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite part of the whole day was eating because I was so hungry after all of the energetic running and cheering when we played touch and Midnight. My favourite meal of the day was the whole groups meals instead of mine. I've kind of got a really big sweet tooth and I love to have chocolate anytime , but I've eaten enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5167025233319249933?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5167025233319249933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/12/amazing-year-5-picnic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5167025233319249933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5167025233319249933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/12/amazing-year-5-picnic.html' title='The amazing Year 5 picnic.'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SxxdnEkeA2I/AAAAAAAABNI/MrqC3nZX_ww/s72-c/picnic+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1846683672082728106</id><published>2009-11-24T11:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:44:58.368+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing sushi experience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8c79473d78f4404" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8c79473d78f4404%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CE8B0FE500DEB1F7B19DF6088A9BA17D657B5E6.7A83F4EA6156819C56EB762002002FE2C8868FE6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8c79473d78f4404%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz7QM5WunkEeqUMS-faE_jOsxuAo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8c79473d78f4404%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CE8B0FE500DEB1F7B19DF6088A9BA17D657B5E6.7A83F4EA6156819C56EB762002002FE2C8868FE6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8c79473d78f4404%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz7QM5WunkEeqUMS-faE_jOsxuAo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This term at Pt England primary our focus is on different kinds of food.  This recount is about the day that we,room 15  made sushi.  It was an awesome day.  My best part of the day was when we rolled the sushi and ate it.  My sushi was     Instead of spoiling the surprise why shouldn't I show you.  Hope you enjoy my movie!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1846683672082728106?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1846683672082728106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/11/amazing-sushi-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1846683672082728106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1846683672082728106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/11/amazing-sushi-experience.html' title='Amazing sushi experience.'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7445930940690715006</id><published>2009-11-23T14:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:55:58.387+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The 21st birthday</title><content type='html'>" Yay" I exclaimed. It was my cousins 21st birthday. We had to get ready and get our make up done. I stared at the key that we were going to give to her. It really looked beautiful because it had her picture in it. It had engraved on it: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To my beautiful daughter&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were at the restaurant  and it was full. It looked like it was like a concert. I went and sat down on the table while everyone was playing. I just looked at the birthday cake it was so huge. It was like a tower. Everyone started gathering around the table &amp;amp; the cake. The prayer was my aunty and she prayed in a different language and the language was Cook Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Time to blow out the candles" I whispered. Instead of my cousin blowing out the candles, I got to blow out the candles. It was an honour . I blew out the candles and everyone cheered.  My cousin cut the cake and we ate together. Munch Munch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the end of the day and I was so full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so cool. I cant wait for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My 21st birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ba6933027a4efd0c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba6933027a4efd0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74BDC8DB36327FBE8AFA14662A2341E005BDC7F6.6AEF8446B70A89496F7BB560484D4F8677D45F9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba6933027a4efd0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK0kTx7VGb7FE2AJN_tB-_wHWVAo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba6933027a4efd0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74BDC8DB36327FBE8AFA14662A2341E005BDC7F6.6AEF8446B70A89496F7BB560484D4F8677D45F9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba6933027a4efd0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK0kTx7VGb7FE2AJN_tB-_wHWVAo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7445930940690715006?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7445930940690715006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/11/21st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7445930940690715006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7445930940690715006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/11/21st-birthday.html' title='The 21st birthday'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8534861914438898072</id><published>2009-11-23T14:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:53:28.966+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Athletics day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SwsEJud4SnI/AAAAAAAABKg/QZnFzM25H4g/s1600/IMG_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SwsEJud4SnI/AAAAAAAABKg/QZnFzM25H4g/s400/IMG_1256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407420342727101042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Oh No'' I said to myself." Today is Athletics and I am so scared". "Could this day get any worse?"&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't have said that. My friend came running up to me huffing and puffing. " We are versing the 11 year olds!"she exclaimed Why oh why was this happening to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone had to get their face painted. On my face I got a T because i am in Tainui (Blue).  The paint on my face felt gooey.  It felt like chocolate had melted on my face.  "Why oh why did athletics have to be today" I said depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Shotput first" I heard someone shout out.  "Oh no why did we have to do shotput first, I know I have a weak arm.  "Here we are , at our first activity for the day". The first person went up. "Bang the ball dropped on the ground. It was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;  good throw.  My turn kept on creeping closer and closer. "Your up Selena " said Miss Tito. "1 2 3 throw!". The ball went flying like a bird , I didn't come anything because It wasn't far enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hooray we are doing high jump" I screamed nervously. The turns were zooming by like a rocket ship. It was my turn. I ran as fast as a cheetah and flew over like a airplane going in for landing.  "Woohoo  I made it over the pole". I can't believe that you can accomplish stuff if you believe in yourself.  Later on I found out that I came 3rd equal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last event was the relays ( My favourite part of the whole day).  It was the children against the parents and teachers.  The most coolest thing about this was that my mum was in the parents team and I was versing her. When my partner came and gave me our blue baton I let out a burst of speed and was in the lead.  My heart was pounding like it was going to pop out of my chest.  At the end of the day I went home with my family who were there to support me, and on the way back home I bought me an Ice-cream.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My highlight of the day were the relays because it was fun. I can't wait until next years athletics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8534861914438898072?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8534861914438898072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/11/athletics-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8534861914438898072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8534861914438898072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/11/athletics-day.html' title='Athletics day.'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SwsEJud4SnI/AAAAAAAABKg/QZnFzM25H4g/s72-c/IMG_1256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-7028895757248473073</id><published>2009-10-20T14:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:01:57.598+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My best friend EVER Mubasshira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SxWgT8bAfKI/AAAAAAAABMY/hT1-Vq2LyT0/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SxWgT8bAfKI/AAAAAAAABMY/hT1-Vq2LyT0/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410406791852883106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astonishing, smart what other good qualities does a good friend need.  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; tell you what they need, they need to be as good as my best friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mubasshira&lt;/span&gt;.  She is encouraging when I do not think I am going make it.  She tries to make me happy when I am sad.  She can tell that I am sad because I have a sad face. I don't know what else a good friend needs. I've got loads of other friends but for the record she is in the lead of the friend chart. If you really like my post you should see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mubasshira's&lt;/span&gt; blog. The blog address is &lt;a href="http://pesmubasshiram.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pesmubasshiram.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;  . Thank you for coming to my blog. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-7028895757248473073?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/7028895757248473073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-best-friend-ever-mubasshira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7028895757248473073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/7028895757248473073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-best-friend-ever-mubasshira.html' title='My best friend EVER Mubasshira'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SxWgT8bAfKI/AAAAAAAABMY/hT1-Vq2LyT0/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4494170180418077054</id><published>2009-10-14T14:03:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:40:26.355+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping holidays</title><content type='html'>Can you guess what occasion this is with all the information. Good Luck. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 'We're going shopping Selena "screamed my sister while I was asleep.  "What" I screamed back".&lt;div&gt;''Shopping'' she answered. " Now go get ready I don't want you to go to Sylvia park like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I dressed up I was thinking about what to buy. I walked downstairs in a yellow short dress with tights underneath. I was so cold so I grabbed  a warm coat and walked into the car. My sister walked out of the house like a princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''WOW'' I exclaimed as I walked into Sylvia Park. There were so many people running around the store like Sylvia park was just about to close down.  Me and my sister just walked through the crowd slowly.  The place I wanted to go to most was the Warehouse, But we had to go to jay jays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought 2 T- shirts and 1 pair of skinny jeans. My sister got 3 T- shirts and 2 jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''Warehouse here we come" I thought to myself as we made our way to the biggest ,red shop in the world.  I raced inside the shop and started looking at the Cd's. It was so hard to pick only one CD but since my sister felt so generous she said I could get 4.  So at the end of the day I got two Michael Jackson Cd's  a reggae Cd and a Hip Hop CD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you guess what occasion It was?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it was my Sisters Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4494170180418077054?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4494170180418077054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-holidays.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4494170180418077054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4494170180418077054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-holidays.html' title='Shopping holidays'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5950056944721470947</id><published>2009-09-09T10:16:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:17:49.400+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My retelling of Cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SqbX5t9z_kI/AAAAAAAABCA/G0O-KzaPruA/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SqbX5t9z_kI/AAAAAAAABCA/G0O-KzaPruA/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379224191532006978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once upon a time, In a great Kingdom, a gentleman lived happily with his wife, who was sweet and good, and his pretty little daughter. But something sad happened. The wife past away and the father had to get remarried. He got married to a hideous , self centered women, who gave birth to two ugly girls that was just like the her. Sadly the father past away. So that meant that the mother was in charge so she ordered Ella (who was the daughter of the mother who died ) to do all of the housework for them. One day the prince had sent a invitation to all of the houses inviting them to a royal ball at the castle to find a princess to marry. The ugly stepsisters demanded Cinderella to make them a beautiful dress. She worked for 5 hours making their dresses. As soon as she finished she had to do their hair ,makeup and polish their shoes. By the time she finished she asked in a sweet voice" Can I come to the ball?". The Stepmother said" After you have finished cleaning all of the rooms and swept the floor , But you have to do it all in 10 minutes''. After 10 minutes she came into the room with a lovely pink dress, but cheekily the stepsisters riped and shredded the dress and they just left Cinderella crying on the porch. In an blink of an eye a wondrous sight appeared. It was Cinderella 's Fairy Godmother. Cinderella's Fairy godmother asked her" Why are you crying my dear?". She replied " I am not allowed to go to the ball ". She answered " Well if you want to go to the ball you have t0 go and get me a pumpkin, Six mice and a rat. So she raced of and found all of those stuff and brought it back to the Fairy godmother and she told Cinderella to go and have a shower. As soon as Cinderella finished her shower she was amazed at what she saw. She saw a carriage, six horses and a coachman. Then she sighed" Despite the stuff I can see what am I going to wear"?. Then without answering the Fairy Godmother waved her wand around Cinderella and there she was, standing with a beautiful aqua dress. As Cinderella was about to leave the Fairy Godmother said " Oh one more thing". "What"? said Cinderella. "You have to be home by Midnight or else your dress will turn back to rags", and off went Cinderella. As Cinderella stepped into the ball room all eyes were on her. " Do you want to dance" asked the prince"?. "Sure" said Cinderella. As the two were dancing the ugly stepsisters were jealous. Cinderella got so carried away that she didn't know what the time was. Ding Dong Cinderella ran as fast as she could out of the hall , Down the steps and away into the dark night sky. "No" the prince thought to himself, but as he was walking up the steps he saw a glimmering light in the distance. it was the beautiful girl's shoe. As soon as he picked it up he raced inside the palace and commanded his gentlemen to go around the whole kingdom and see if any girl fit's this shoe. So the search was on for the girl that the prince danced with. They went to every house in the entire kingdom , but no one could fit the shoe, until they came to Cinderella's house. The ugly stepsisters were beautifying themselves, while Cinderella was washing the clothes in the wash house. "Will you try this shoe on for me"? Asked the servant. "Of course" replied Anastasia. "Too small" said the servant. "Will you try this shoe on for me"? "Of course" replied Drizella. "Too big" said the servant. "Do you have any other daughters"? asked the servant. " No ". Then he could hear the sweet melody of the Cinderella's voice. "Who is that?" "Oh that is just our maid". "Let her try on the shoe". "No". "Yes " insisted the servant. So he got Cinderella and she tried on the shoe and... It was a perfect fit. So they took her to the palace and told the prince that this is the girl that he was looking for. The prince asked her " Will you marry me?" " Of course " and so they lived happily ever after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to this website for giving me this lovely picture.&lt;br /&gt;http://albums.mouseplanet.com/MPPromotional/CINDERELLA4.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5950056944721470947?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5950056944721470947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-retelling-of-cinderella.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5950056944721470947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5950056944721470947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-retelling-of-cinderella.html' title='My retelling of Cinderella'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SqbX5t9z_kI/AAAAAAAABCA/G0O-KzaPruA/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3641030144294853551</id><published>2009-09-02T14:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:41:33.159+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog Wordle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/Sp3ZtCLEXDI/AAAAAAAAA-w/rKzQOEEDghI/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/Sp3ZtCLEXDI/AAAAAAAAA-w/rKzQOEEDghI/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376692897850874930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in extension Mrs Burt taught us how to use" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://Wordle.net"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wordle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;".  She taught us this so when visitors come to our page they can get an idea of the kinds of things I write about and also they will keep on coming to my blog to see what's new.  The biggest words are the ones we used most in our whole blog.  Enjoy.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3641030144294853551?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3641030144294853551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-blog-wordle.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinderella'/><title type='text'>Cinderella Dialogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb259aa63465b5ab" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/6687189783032410683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/08/cinderella-dialogue.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6687189783032410683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/6687189783032410683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/08/cinderella-dialogue.html' title='Cinderella Dialogue'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-9145618425745981453</id><published>2009-08-05T14:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:47:54.656+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te Papa Museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamish Campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquakes'/><title type='text'>The conference with Hamish Campbell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SnpA8KGWmuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/CDoCtsvCuUw/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SnpA8KGWmuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/CDoCtsvCuUw/s200/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366673308212697826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SnpAQlpSWgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/wcRTIAjCe6U/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/SnpAQlpSWgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/wcRTIAjCe6U/s200/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366672559692732930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the morning the whole extension class had a video conference with a famous Geologist named Hamish Campbell.  We were talking to him about the earthquake that happened in Fiordland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this year.  To prepare for our conference with Hamish Campbell, we  made Seismometer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He told us that it happened at  9pm and it was the 16th of July.  On the north island the Pacific  plate was going underneath the Australian plate , but on the south island the Australian  plate was heading underneath the Pacific Plate.  It lasted 30 seconds and no one was killed, but it was measured by a Seismometer and it was measured 7.6 magnitude , the biggest earthquake worldwide in 80 years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking of earthquakes i am going to tell you about an earthquake that happened in China in the city of Tangshan in the year of 1976.  It lasted 15 seconds and it killed 242,000  and around 50, 000 people were injured.  It was  recorded as 7.8 magnitude.  The reason that so many people die in  earthquakes  because are  really because  are really dangerous because they happen so fast and they do not have warnings like for e.g Volcanoes , Tornadoes and all kinds of disasters have warnings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The facts that I mostly like is when Hamish Campbell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; told us that in  the earthquake was felt in New Plymouth.  Another that I want you to know about is that the Plates that are covering New Zealand are not in a circle shape they are in any different shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last term we were learning about Dinosaurs and Joan Wiffen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; was part of our important project but just today Hamish just told us that she past away.  She past away on Tuesday at the Hastings Hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you to Diana Grace and the Te Papa Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  Huge thanks to Hamish Campbell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find out more try clicking on any of these links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.gns.cri.nz/who/staff/1807.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hamish Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2009_Fiordland_earthquake"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fiordland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&amp;amp;objectid=10581930"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joan Wiffen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seismometer"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seismometers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.tepapa.govt.nz/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Te Papa Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glossary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seismometer:  A  Seismometer is a instrument that records the intensity of an earthquake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5567b498e102c45a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D062a0c1835b0afa8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D464B4DC37BB6F4B19F94E2105DBD8C1E3993E684.4B6612003528D4BCF059B23B849F527B5D8E7020%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D62a0c1835b0afa8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DypHkAoSPVwvq_UfDd_v7aFWBApE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megalosaurus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Great Lizard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megalosaurus was a Lizard hipped dinosaur.  It was a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therapod and a teturan.  Megalosaurus was a large &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meat - eating dinosaur that lived in the Jurassic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;period about 181-169 million years ago.  Megalosaurus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was the first dinosaur fossil discovered  in England &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in 1616.  It was also the first dinosaur in Europe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and given a scientific name by William Buckland in 1842.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Megalosaurus was 9 feet( 30 metres) and weighed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  about 1 ton.  It had two strong legs.  It was a Scavenger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nutrition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Megalosaurus was a large Meat- eating predator.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's jaws were packed with sharp , serrated teeth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which curved backwards into it's mouth.  They&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;were ideal for cutting through meat.  It's jaws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;were very sharp.  It's teeth were as big as a small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mammals whole jaw.  The teeth were deep in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it will be a struggle to take the teeth out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Habitat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know that it lived lived 170 million years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at a time when the earths weather was mild.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worlds plants were large and plentiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as in a rain forest today.  There were forest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trees such as Conifers,Cycads,Ginkgoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;,Ferns and Horsetails grew on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This scene would have been home to a Megalosaurus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extinction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lot's of theories why dinosaurs died out but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most popular theorie was that a meterorite hit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;earth and a dust of cloud flew over the whole world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it covered the sun and the dinosaurs could not adapt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to the weather so the died.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast Facts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Name:Megalosaurus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Description:A bipedal Carnivore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Name Means:Great Lizard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Period:Middle Jurassic( 70 Million years ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Location:Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Length:9 Metres (30 feet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weight:1 Tonne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The End &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This report was written by :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Selena Hafoka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3422823764115613265?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=62a0c1835b0afa8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3422823764115613265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/07/mighty-megalosaurus-report.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3422823764115613265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3422823764115613265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/07/mighty-megalosaurus-report.html' title='The Mighty Megalosaurus report'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-76695799936568515</id><published>2009-06-08T11:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:14:45.132+12:00</updated><title type='text'>All about my family.</title><content type='html'>KIA Ora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Selena and today I am going to talk about my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;First  I am going to talk about my Mum. Her name is Flora. I love my Mum because when I am sad she always cheers me up.  I respect her because she had to move from house to house so she could have enough rooms for all of her children. She has five children and she had to look after them.  The thing I love about her the most is that she is hard working . She works 3 or 4 hours a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Second I am going to talk about my one and only sister. Her name is Patrice Fa'ulua. I love my sister because whenever I have girl business she is always there for me to talk too. I also like her because she let me name her baby. Her baby's name is Dereon Phoenix Joseph Thomas. My sister's most great talent is cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My nephew Dereon is cute and chubby. I love him because he smiles at me and talks to me in baby language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I am going to talk about my youngest brother. His name is Leka Fa'ulua. I  sometimes feel sorry for my little brother when he is crying because someone made him cry I sometimes go angry but sometimes I just stay with him. I think he looks cute when he is sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now is my second oldest brother. His name is Samuel Fa'ulua. He is my closest brother. We kind of like the same stuff. We both like sports and we both like to play rugby in the afternoon. But that is a family sport. I like him because whenever he goes in to town he takes me with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Now my last brother is the second oldest out of all of the children in my family. His name is Mone Fa'ulua. He is silent just like me. He doesn't talk that much only to family members. I love him because whenever I am hurt he comes up to me he says:" Lena are you alright '' and I say ''Yeah I am alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; ''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now it is is my nana's turn. My nana does a lot of stuff to help people. She doesn't do it for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;money, she does it for free. She tries to make medicine to help people to get better, and she massages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;people and helps them get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Last &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;but not least is my papa's turn. I love my papa because he tries to speak English everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and whenever he comes back from church he sings a tune from  a church song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Well that is all of my family I am going to talk  about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Well bye for now.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-76695799936568515?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/76695799936568515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-about-my-family_07.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/76695799936568515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/76695799936568515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-about-my-family_07.html' title='All about my family.'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2007736386081391171</id><published>2009-05-26T10:27:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:41:48.997+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personality.'/><title type='text'>Angela My best friend EVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/ShsjWmVopaI/AAAAAAAAADk/CZf_a7z7Rq4/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/ShsjWmVopaI/AAAAAAAAADk/CZf_a7z7Rq4/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339900654333240738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Today we are going to talk about my best friend Angela. The thing I like about Angela is that she makes me laugh all the time. She is so cool because on tuesday 26th of may she spent all her time looking for the dinosaur I was doing a project on. Whenever she is lonely on the couch she asks me if I can go on with her. She is good at lots of things like:Swimming and throwing and also at being a clown to me. The first thing I am going to talk about is how she swims. She is a fantastic swimmer. Even though I am not good at swimming Angela still cheers me on because she has faith in me. I definetly know Angela is a good thrower. In athletics We entered Softball &amp;amp; Shotput. In both you guessed it I didn't come in any place,But Angela came 2nd in softball and 2nd equal in shotput. Don't you think that is amazing?Last but not least is her personality. I like her personality because she is kind, funny and interesting.She makes me laugh all the time I am feeling sad.Even though sometimes she is mean to me she will always be my bestest friend ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the class photos in room 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank you to Miss Squires for taking this photo for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2007736386081391171?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2007736386081391171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/05/angela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2007736386081391171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2007736386081391171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/05/angela.html' title='Angela My best friend EVER.'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwZPzvkTLNI/ShsjWmVopaI/AAAAAAAAADk/CZf_a7z7Rq4/s72-c/IMG_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2397555993218265410</id><published>2009-05-12T10:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:05:26.674+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and talking'/><title type='text'>The surprising Immersion Assembly.</title><content type='html'>On the first day of   term 2 i was so excited about the immersion assembly. The bell rang so I rushed to the door at class getting ready to go to the hall for the immersion assembly.The class walked silently to the hall. We got into the hall and I looked at the projector and saw the title Dino-might.Mr Jacobson said we had to wait for Mr Burt to come, Suddenly we heard someone laughing quite strangely.The man came into the hall  and to my surprise it was Mr Burt dressed in an outfit that looked like a caveman outfit.He said he was looking for his lunch and he said he was looking for some sort of dinosaur named hipsolophodon.He picked two people to be hipsolophodons and they were Feki &amp;amp; Tyler .R. He had a big weapon called a bombyknocker. Later on Team 1 took the stage. They had a made a movie about the whole team in the prehistoric times. Then they came up and held up 5 pieces of paper saying"We are not extinct(yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it was team 2's turn.They did a rap about all the dinosaurs.They were dressed in rapping clothes.Their rap had a cool beat it was really catchy.&lt;br /&gt;It was team 3's turn. and they were searching for bones like they were paleontologists.Our team, team four made a movie and the movie showed all the teachers in the library researching  about dinosaurs but they fell asleep and they went back 60 million years ago back into the jungle and they saw lot's of dinosaurs and took photo's of them and they were scared. The soundtrack was awesome.Finally it was the e-learning teams turn.Mrs Burt was a paleontologist and she showed us her items that she was holding.They were massive!! Mrs Tele'a did a rap.The rap was about herbivore and carnivore dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My most favourite part of that day was hearing Mrs Tele'a rap. That was so cool and the beat was the pussycat dolls song called don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2397555993218265410?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2397555993218265410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprising-immersion-assembly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2397555993218265410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2397555993218265410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprising-immersion-assembly.html' title='The surprising Immersion Assembly.'/><author><name>Room 15 Pt England School</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-1604084240049438704</id><published>2009-04-02T14:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:27:02.601+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google earth.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extension'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garageband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>This Terms extension</title><content type='html'>This term the extension group was studying food. On the first day at extension we had to do a survey,and ask people about what their favourite foods are. Then Mrs Tele'a gave us a food pyramid,we had to telly up all of the marks.I learnt from that ,that most people eat more fatty food than more healthy food. After that Mrs Tele'a told us we had to discuss what restaurant and find out what country it was first made in. For this we needed to remember about the food pyramid and find out what does our restaurants  health factor fall in to?The healthy section ,the middle section or the fatty section.We went on to google earth and tried to find out what country it comes from. Not long we found out. Our restaurant we were working on was Burger King and the country it came from was Germany,Berlin. Soon after that the extension group had to bring in recipes that were made out of the main ingredients.We had to see if our recipes that we brang in were not too fatty.We had to use pages to write our recipes on it.We had to use the food pyramid and see if our recipes fell into the fatty ,middle or healthy sections. Then we had to go on to garage band and make a song with the main instrument. The main instrument was the drum sets. All of the people in the extension group had to listen to everyone's songs. The year sixies decide who's garage band song was the best. Lots of the year fives done beats instead of drums. I was one of them. I think most of my food fell into the middle section.This week I have managed to finish two recipes.They arre called 'Rice Paradise and  Macaroni Wonderland'.          &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-1604084240049438704?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/1604084240049438704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-terms-extension.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1604084240049438704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/1604084240049438704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-terms-extension.html' title='This Terms extension'/><author><name>eLearning</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-4970883301855648791</id><published>2009-03-09T14:03:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:42:00.998+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weeks Extension.</title><content type='html'>Last week on Thursday we were writing on our blogs all about our extension. First we had to look at some photos of lots of restaurants around the area.We chose an Indian Kamai restaurant. But Angela didn't like it and it  wasn't on the computer.So we decided  to choose Burger King. It was a fun day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-4970883301855648791?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/4970883301855648791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-weeks-extention.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4970883301855648791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/4970883301855648791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-weeks-extention.html' title='Last weeks Extension.'/><author><name>eLearning</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-5418194385783984399</id><published>2009-03-04T14:08:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:46:43.978+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterdays extension</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first day at extension.We had to have partners.My partners was Angela and Erene.We had to find out what people in the extension group liked most.We had a big piece of  paper to write down everyone's names on it. After our we went around and got everyone's  favourite the most common thing that people liked to eat was Burger king.A close second was K.F.C.MMM It was making me hungry already.The most favourite dessert was Ice-cream sunday.&lt;div&gt;We had to do a telly chart.Mrs Tele'a told us someone from our group had to report back what we have learnt.Erene was chosen to do it.I have learnt that people like eating sweets more than healthy food.We should start eating a healthy breakfast,lunch and dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-5418194385783984399?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/5418194385783984399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-extension.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5418194385783984399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/5418194385783984399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-extension.html' title='Yesterdays extension'/><author><name>eLearning</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-2542405949761838315</id><published>2009-02-24T12:43:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:09:37.574+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Co-operative game</title><content type='html'>Last week on Friday we were playing a co-operative game.There were five (5) teams.I was in the second team.Angela was the team captain.The aim of the game was to get all of your team to the other side of the hall only using three(3) pieces of cardboard.In my team was Casey, Angela,&lt;br /&gt;Aidan,Tonga and Matthew .T.But on our first try we had newspaper  kept ripping.It looked like trash.Miss Alan had to run back to class and get cardboard.The first people to go on were Casey and me.Matthew didn't want to join in .Everyone was shouting and screaming.I nearly fell off but lucky Casey held on to my T-shirt.I was Struggling.Angela was holding on to me.I felt like we were sailing on a ship to another Island.We were trying our best.I felt sorry for Matthew.The winning team was Ala's team.We had to copy their strategy.It worked perfectly for us.We came second in that race.That game was fun.I wish we could play it again someday.The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-2542405949761838315?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/2542405949761838315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/co-operative-game.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2542405949761838315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/2542405949761838315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/co-operative-game.html' title='Co-operative game'/><author><name>eLearning</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-8832577290117620347</id><published>2009-02-16T12:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:25:36.300+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Statistics-Game trial</title><content type='html'>On Thursday last week the whole class of room 15 went to the hall. I was clueless, I didn't know what we were doing until Miss Squires told us it was for maths. I was still clueless. She told us we had to get into pairs so Angela and I were partners. The first round was a trial and I was the first person to do the trial. My legs were trembling like jelly. Then Miss Squires said "GO".&lt;br /&gt;I could hear the crowd chattering to each other. I was so nervous. I was twisting and turning around with the hockey stick. At one stage I thought I was going to hit a cone but lucky I didn't. Finally I reached the last set of cones. I crashed and banged into cones, but I made it. I was as glad as a hippo who is just having a shower. My time was 43 seconds. My heart was beating really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of other people banged and had accidents with the cones. Next it was Angela's turn she went slowly and steadily and didn't bump into cones and she made it.You know what they say "Slow and steady wins the race". Her time was 53 seconds.  Then it was my second try. This time I went a little faster and I beat my time. This time my time was 43 seconds. I was panting Angela tried to go her fastest this time and her time was 42 seconds. She beat my second try. It was time for my one and only try left. This time I went my fastest. Jane was right in front of me so I tried harder and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;luckily&lt;/span&gt; I beat her.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; Lepa&lt;/span&gt; kept on calling me a cheater because he saw me beat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;, but I just ignored him. Angela said my time was 33 seconds. I was proud of myself. Angela's last time was 42 seconds again. She was proud of herself  too I could tell.&lt;br /&gt;The aim of the game was to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;twist&lt;/span&gt; and turn around the cones without touching them.I liked that game I wish we could play it again someday.&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-8832577290117620347?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/8832577290117620347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/statistics-game-trial.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8832577290117620347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/8832577290117620347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/statistics-game-trial.html' title='Statistics-Game trial'/><author><name>eLearning</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-212531066051037894</id><published>2009-02-05T17:16:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:16:56.317+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Room 15 from Ms Squires</title><content type='html'>Hi Selena, welcome to Room 15 and your new blog. This is your own place to share your stories, poems and thoughts about different topics. You will be able to also post any podcasts or videos you make and any of your e-learning tasks you complete throughout the year. Don't forget to let all your family know so they can see what you have been up to and can leave you comments.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogging!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-212531066051037894?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/212531066051037894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-to-room-15-from-ms-squires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/212531066051037894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/212531066051037894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-to-room-15-from-ms-squires.html' title='Welcome to Room 15 from Ms Squires'/><author><name>PES Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15662065130735974733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2662010521767808298.post-3422550586922223979</id><published>2009-02-05T14:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:51:32.461+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The best New Years ever!!!!!</title><content type='html'>When it was New Years I was so excited to see my family. My head felt like it was going to explode with excitement. But first I had to help my cousin fill up the pool. We were going to swim   with the next door neighbour. I couldn't wait. The next minute I saw my cousin jumping up and down because he was so excited that we were going to swim in the pool. He looked like he was on a sea-saw.&lt;br /&gt;It took a really long time to fill the pool. It felt like it took a million years to fill it up so I went back inside to check if my family were there and...they were there!!. I was so jiggly I looked like I was dancing. My whole family was there. It was like I was lost in a crowd at a concert.&lt;br /&gt;I went to smell the food my aunties were making. The food smelt Delicious and it was like I was floating  on a cloud making my way to heaven. Everyone  else felt like that too I could tell. Meanwhile  outside  I saw my  cousin  running  around  as fast as  a  cheetah .I  didn't  know  why  but it was strange.my cousin Maia just woke up.Her hair looked like she had just finished riding a bull.My sister just pushed me out of the way and hugged my cousin.I was fuming.I felt like a bull with steam pouring out of my ears.I said "Hey what about me?It's not fair.But I know that they loved each other dearly so I just crept away silently like a mouse crawling away.I just went to the pool to check on my cousin.I saw the next door neighbour Splashing in the pool.After that Every one went to eat delicious food.Then everyone went home.When I went home I went to check on the water in the pool.It was freezing.It felt like I was frozen in Antarctica.The End.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c2f826f81cb042" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09c2f826f81cb042%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E4605E3C7C32F350398639359EB58BAFE767226.2028C4F1C901181BEADE8F0164922C4AD6122680%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c2f826f81cb042%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWWUdl22_GTS4HMwg26eLh0jn6XA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09c2f826f81cb042%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329944085%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E4605E3C7C32F350398639359EB58BAFE767226.2028C4F1C901181BEADE8F0164922C4AD6122680%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c2f826f81cb042%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWWUdl22_GTS4HMwg26eLh0jn6XA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2662010521767808298-3422550586922223979?l=pesselenah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c2f826f81cb042&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/feeds/3422550586922223979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-new-years-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3422550586922223979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2662010521767808298/posts/default/3422550586922223979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pesselenah.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-new-years-ever.html' title='The best New Years ever!!!!!'/><author><name>eLearning</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
