Wednesday, 23 March 2016

El rancho writing

W.A.L.T persuade 

Is El rancho a safe and friendly place? 

I am certain that El rancho is a safe and friendly camping site in waikanae where you get a friendly welcome by one of the instructors.

El rancho is a safe place and I can prove it is a safe and friendly place. Durning the activities even though some activities could be dangerous but the instructors are there to make sure you are safe and they will always be watching out for you just in case if you make a mistake in one of the activities.

There are safety lines in archery and rifles for you to stand behind if it is not your turn to do the activity and in horses there are different types of horses, if you are scared of horses then you go on a slow one and you also wear a helmet ( of course ) then in kayaking you wear life jackets and you are in a pond.

In kayaking if you are scared then the instructor will hook your kayak and drag your kayak around the pond. In rifles you have safety glasses on and in archery the instructors make you are holding the bow and arrow right.

In conclusion, I believe I have provided enough evidence that El rancho is a safe and friendly place for your family.

Monday, 21 March 2016


W.A.L about position and Orientation  

This is a scale map of our classroom.

A scale map is the floor of the classroom and the furniture.

Every 1m = 4cm but our scale map was not quite accurate because we started from the one so next time we now know that we start from 0.

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Geometry slideshow

El rancho

W.A.L.T build positive relationships
This is my camp diary where it has the activities that I did and my goals.

Thursday, 3 March 2016

Two stars and a wish

Reading task myth and legends

This is a diagram of the difference between myth and legends and if they are the same.

Okatia legend re-told

The Legend of Okatia
Long long ago, there was a big, mighty, tall, tree. But it was no ordinary tree it was a strong, fierce tree. Inside lived a majestic spirit
called Okatia. The Totara  tree was his home. After his neighbours the chirping bluebirds told him stories about the wonderful, sparkly sea. He was very sad because the sea sounded bigger than him.  

His sadness turned to rage so he pulled up his roots and  he raged and raced to the sea destroying the forest, annoying Tane. Little branches snapping and rocks flying ...  Tiny ferns, damp earth and rocks jumped to safety on the massive tree, until he came to a rock wall which matched him in size and beauty.  Okatia pushed and pushed, branches coming off in the process.  Using all his might he made the rock wall crack.  Finally, he stumbled like a rock rolling off a hill, breaking his bones, breaking his fear. Soon, no more fear ran through his body. He stumbled slowly along to the sea.

Suddenly he heard a wild, horrific sound was heard baffling him. He was terrified. He had a look of shock, eyes bulging. He turned around and to his surprise, the rushing water shot into his mouth. The salty bizarre tasting water became familiar. “This must be the sea.” thought Okatia. He grinned in delight. Soon slammed his arm in the water, chucked his branches, letting them swim, and skulking around him letting the elegant, sparkling water flow, into the thrashing ocean. Okatia laid slump as he crawled across the sandy beach.  

He headed toward the bubbling and foamy ocean. He let the waves of Moana carry him away into the saltiness of the rough rushing sea. He laid down, letting Tangaroa the sea God carry him into the long lasting sea, never wanting to show his branches ever again.

The sloppy brown waters from the amazing, mighty Totara’s path, went through the snowy high frosty winds, all the way to the mini ocean. They travelled swiftly into Te Apiti and the Manawatu gorge. The large gap in the 
tall hills where Okatia crashed at the end of his adventure marks the wide mouth of the Manawatu River at Foxton Beach.