This is a record of my learning at Edmund Hillary School, Papakura, New Zealand.
Friday, October 30, 2020
Week 2 Math
Week 1 Math
Poems of Color Moods
Wednesday, October 28, 2020
The Box Story
He gazed at the wall in confusion, the walls were shifting and changing into shapes that no man could have possibly imagined. He kicked and punched at the walls with all his strength but he couldn't crack a dent into it. It was then he realised he was trapped. He tried to bite his tongue, bite his arm, punch himself. He tried all possible ways to hurt himself. But he couldn't, he didn't feel anything. He cried in sorrow.
The box was starting to shrink and making it less air to inhale, the walls started to spread making it bigger and wider. He had more room to run around and he had more room to think. He then realised that there was air. He was just imagining the pain. When suddenly he saw a flashing light. Images all around him started to play. The walls shifted again. It changed into whatever he pictured, He experimented with it for hours on end. With nothing else to do he could devote all his time into this. After testing for two days straight.
The box had no holes, his voice started bouncing back and forth. He could hear his own echo. It made his body shutter. To calm himself down he decided to envision what his own life would've been if he wasn't here. It was then another image played. It showed more than a billion possibilities of what could've happened. He realised he could see the future from within the box. He thought “What if I could see the past too?”. The box was not wide nor was it small. He had prayed and begged god for another chance. He was brisk walking around the dark distance where it was quiet and echoing. The echo was playing with his head and mind. It was so dark, the air had felt dark.
He then got a message. There was a little notification box on the screen, to the bottom right. It said 1, he clicked it in curiosity. Then a message played. A man as black as the galaxy's the galaxy but as white as a star. This man was the galaxy itself. He proclaimed he was god and that I was facing divine punishment. I would be trapped for eternity unless I reached the power of a god. He said then I can break out of the box myself.
The sounds of birds echoed throughout the box, and the air spun around the room. The flames crackled on the fireplace and the water trickled down the ceiling.The water dripping sounded like plop plop. With the air whooshing around the box making the sound of breeze.
Mood in art
Haka Vocab
Akoi Lion Kinq
Smart DLO
I chose to do a DLO based on an acronym called smart. Smart stands for:
S - Screenshot
M - Move away
A - Ask An Adult For Help
R - Remove The Message/Video/Picture or block the person that sent it.
T - Talk to a Close Friend/Adult
The audience which this was made for was everyone who wants to see it.
The tools I used were a website called Wix. Wix is a very useful website creator which I now use for alot of the tasks the I do.
For the design I wanted to make it similar to a power point. I also chose images that relate to the words that I said
This was a group project made by me and my friends. Toni, Akoi, Noah. They also have their own blogs where you can check out their perspective on my work.
Note: This is not a finished product.
To see my work click here ---> Wix
Monday, October 19, 2020
Thursday, October 15, 2020
How to brush your teeth
We were given some instructions on how you brush your teeth, Our task was to share these instructions in a creative way. I chose Canva because it was different and easier to use.