My peter bland poem

This week my literacy group has been doing poems and this is my peter bland remake poem.

With a microphone plugged into the earth we can hear crumbling soil and bubbling lava.

we can hear birds chirping with the whistling trees swaying up through the dirt.

when we take our earphones off we can hear the earths silence listening back.

Emily Dickinson I'm a no-body poem

This is my reflection from her poem

In In this poem I think that the writer

is possibly lonely but then she finds someone

that is similar to her.She states that they are

no-bodies , which makes her happy because she isn't

lonely any more.

She then states how they will be banished if they are caught.

This makes me feel a bit sad because they have to stay in the

shadows.


In my mind it is actually quite good to be a no-body because you

are actually getting similar treatment that a famous person would

get because a famous person gets lots of attention but is judged if

they change and sometimes people forget that they have feelings.

But when you are a no-body you don't get attention but no-one

judges you because if you are to change something no-one

notices so it doesn't matter if you change.

WPC

Today I learnt how to log into the William pike challenge

The William pike challenge is where you do
20 hours of community service
20 hours of passion project
and 5 outdoor activities.

I have only done 1 outdoor activity at the  moment but I am determined to get my wpc done

My word of the week

This week I have chosen the word irritated

Because I find it a interesting word and my parents say it a lot when I am being annoying.
The word irritated means showing signs of anger or are getting annoyed with someone or something has irritated someone because they have done something that they dislike.

My story / writing

It all start on my tenth birthday , I was


given the last present I would ever


receive from my mother.It was a large


wardrobe that she has had since she


was a little girl she always told me


That it is filled with adventures and


Music is playing throughout the


Blossom trees.Father would always


laugh and say it was an excuse so she


didn't have to throw away.But I believed


her.I went into the wardrobe later that


Night when my father was asleep.


I turned the knob and there was a guitar.


I played a tunes and some notes and


Suddenly I was sucked into the wardrobe.When I opened my eyes

I was in a world where music was every where , blossom trees swayed and the birds

chirped a melody.


There was even bamboo flutes up for sale.





I wanted to stay here but I knew that my father would get worried but this place is wonderful

and full of joy.If only I could convince my father to like this place and believe for once.Which is

something he as never done not even for mother.Who is set to be the one he most truly loved ,

but I question that because you are supposed to be willing for the people you love.I decide to stay

and explore this magnificent world and see what other surprises it holds.





I walk down a pink brick road that has a small cottage in a shape of a piano.I knock on the door and

a lady comes out her name is Miss Maisy Gross she stares at me for a couple seconds then asks me what my last name is.I look at her with confusion then say Abigail Rose.She burst into tears and hugs me.She asks if my mother was coming to , I tell miss Maisy that she died last year.She tells me its my turn to rule I have know idea what this crazy lazy is on about.Then she takes me for a walk to the grand piano palace and shows me around and says that my mother was queen here for 8 long years she made this place sparkle like a gem.She wishes that I will do the same.I say that my father is waiting for me at home he doesn't know I am here and I would like his approval and maybe we could live here with you. Maisy liked the sound of that but I wasn't too confident at all.I go back home straight to sleep.I am not sure what I should do and what father is going to say.I have hope that for once he will believe.





I slowly slide out of my bed and creep down the long hall filled with pictures of my family and instruments that belonged to my mother.I carefully approach my father and calmly ask him about grand piano palace.He stares at me with concern then asks how I know about that place


I tell him all about the wardrobe and how miss maisy is willing to let us living with her.He said we must leave straight away.I was shocked and confused father never believed and then suddenly he wants to go.As we get sucked through the wardrobe father says they are in great danger.


I asked how or why but he didn't respond , he just gazed at the blossom trees and said that my mother would dance along the meadows and sing with the birds.





I wondered why he lied about ever coming here but I didn't want to ruin the moment.


When we reached maisies pink cottage father knock on the door softly and said its Daniel.


Maisy looked out the window and then bursted open the door and said we need help.Music world is rotting because no-one believes any more.It is no long before this place vanishes.


My father asks if she has any idea what so ever for the exact time this place fades.She says possibly 43 minutes.He said get the equipment out , maisy ran inside and came out with a dress a tiara and some purple boots with a guitar on the left side.





Father asked me too put it on and play mothers favorite song.The trees started to glow and the flutes started to play.Then a trumpet-shake happened which is what a earthquake is called here.Then a large drum kit rises up and music world is back.I am now leading a place.Which is one of my dreams but I have still go and confront my father but that can happen another day.I just want to enjoy this moment...

Tire run

For some of my free time in class I have decided to do the tire run which we also call the confidence course.I used to do this at the start of the year  but when the lock down started I couldn't do it again.From this I have realized that if you stop [practicing you will lose some of the skills.
For me I have lost the strength in my hands and I get blood blisters really easily.

My book I have been reading

I have reading this book called Best friend ( life at Kingston high school


In this book it has the main character called Lishia  and she has a old friend called Riley who is a cheerleader and they are becoming friends again.
But Lishia is feeling pressured because Riley wants her to tell on one of the cheerleaders called Gillian.

So far from this story I have understood that just because you used to be friends doesn't mean that you don't have to be friends any more.But you shouldn't just do something to become friends again.