Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Week 7 Journal Entries. "My Hands" Please read and leave a comment.


I stare at my hands, they stare back innocently as ever, not knowing what grief, they have caused, what crime they have convicted. What pain they have inflicted, or what suffering they have seen. Yet they carry out my duties, my orders without the slightest question. They comfort me when I am in pain and aid me when I have something to say. They carry my burdens. They handle my affairs, and they still look as innocent as ever as they have nothing to say.
Brian
My hands were boiling hot and the coffee and hot pie were both on the ground. The pie  exploded like a volcano erupting. The coffee cup smashed and looked like a hundred of ice pieces that had broken up. Then there was a loud shriek that came from me. Suddenly mum appeared and put my hands under the tap and the cold water poured out. I think there was even a bit of steam coming off my hands. Quickly we ran into the car and drove down to the hospital. We walked over to the front desk and mum asked "Can you please help him?" Mum showed the nurse my hands. The nurse said "Sure, can you wait two minutes?" We replied "Sure." Two minutes later the doctor came in and gave us some wipes and said,"Use these twice a day and only for two weeks." Two weeks later my hands were back to normal.
Karl
"My hands are way cleaner that yours Jack" I said. "Are not" he replied with an angry look on his chubby little face. We were playing outside with Bella the dog. Mum told us to come inside so we could wash our hands and eat. She said, "If you wash your hands and eat all your food, you both shall earn ice-cream." We both loved ice-cream! We washed our hands, ate all our food and waited for ice-cream. Mum told us that she ate the last one yesterday and that there were none left. That meant no ice-cream for us. She said "I hope you two have learnt your lesson for fighting with each other." We said yes and started fighting again.
Dallas

My hands were as crinkly as an old lady's hands. I had been in the pool for three hours. I loved the pool. You get to do whatever you want, but sometimes you might get into trouble and faint, that rarely happens though. My favourite thing to do in the pool is a back somersault. My back somersault makes me feel dizzy. When I hopped out of the pool I felt as cold as Antarctica. I felt really cold, but it was just the wind that made me feel cold
Chelsea
My hands are brown and small. They belong to me no one else. They are helping things to me. They are strong and tough but are soft as feathers. 'Clap Clap' that’s how strong they sound. They are fast as lightning when writing, but they are slow as elephants when climbing. My hands are shiny as a star in the night.

James

Monday, March 2, 2015

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Week 6 Journal entries. When I looked out the plane window...

When I looked out of the plane window, I saw a beautiful clear sea. I lent forword and saw a skull shaped island. As we were landing I saw a flooded place. My mum chattered to us "Here we go." We were finaly in Fiji. My sister and I were so excited. As we got off the plain we ran and got a flower neckalace from the Fijian ladies. We were spending seven days in Fiji and couldn't wait.

Lilli

The ladder to safety was very high, and I only had a couple seconds until the thing pried the door open. I took my chances and climed up. The rusty metal on the ladder screached every time I took a step. When I was half way to safety there was a hole in the wall with a tv. The tv had a plane flying around. As I looked out of the window on the  plane there was a flashing sign that repeated the same word  "It's me, It's me." Suddenly there was a load thud on the ground. The thing had climled slowly up the ladder. My legs were tired but I couldn't give up yet. As the thing grabbed my legs I heard a loud "Ding Dong" from the main clock tower. It was  six 'o' clock.

Ozzi

When I looked out of the plane windowI saw our destination, England.Soon we would have a snowball fight and doze off at a nearby hotel.As the plane screeced to a halt my sister and I bolted out the door. As we stepped out the freezing air slapped us in the face and sent a shiver down my spine.While mum and dad went to book a hotel for the night we played in the snow and made a snowman. Night finally came and we dozed off at a peaceful hotel that mum had chosen.

Benjamin

When I looked out of the plane window I saw a helicopter trying to shoot at us I looked at the engine on the wing and it had been shot by the helicopter. The plane was going to crash so I put on my wing suit and jumped off it. I was gliding through the air and finally landed. I  was surrounded by blown up buildings and horror screams with blood everywhere.

Zac

When I looked out of the plane window I saw rain and lightning. The plane shook, and the captain suddenly asked the pasengers to fasten their seatbelts. In my head I was wondering what happened or what could happended. I was trying to sleep because it was so late, but I couldn't. It was too uncomfortable. Everybody looked so worried, I wonder why. Babies were crying, adults were worrying and childrens were playing loudly. I was flying from Australia, to Malaysia to see my family, but didn't know if we would make it now. I pinched myself then I woke up.

Amber