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Friday 23 November 2012

Manaiakalani


WOW!!! I can’t believe Manaiakalani is so grateful that they always share the world with us on our netbooks and thank you very much.  And it’s more fun than just writing with a stick. And the Ministry of Education came to our School Pt England HOW COOL IS THAT!!!!!!!!

And thank you my mum and dad because they’re helping our school and helping me with my learning by paying for netbbok.

Wednesday 21 November 2012

Manaiakalani film festival

I really like the test from Pt.England School, because I like it when they nod their head to each other and whenever the teacher looks back they always act normal.
When I even look a tiny bit it makes me laugh so hard I feel like i’m going to explode.

If you just spell Manaiakalani film festival into your browser - you can watch this amazing movie too!

I give it 9/10

Thursday 15 November 2012

Manaiakalani Film Festival

Have you ever been to the Manaiakalani Film Festival? Well I have. It was the best thing I ever been to , because you get to watch great events that all the school share in their movies..
It is always at Hoyts in Sylva Park on the Extreme Screen. It’s cool.

Tuesday 13 November 2012

Retell a boy turning into a doll

Skipping down the footpath there was snow flakes dropping down the sky I thought that was cool. I had almost forgotten that it was my birthday. I wrote my name Alma on the whiteboard, like all the kids do in my town. It is tradition on everyone’s tenth birthday.

I looked behind me, and there was a doll that had the same coat as me, and same gloves as me. It was in a shop, a spooky shop . I stared at the other dolls, they looked just like some of my friends who had gone missing.

I thought that it was cool but also a little bit freaky. I ran towards the doll, I wanted to have it but the door was locked. I got mad, made a snowball and threw it towards the door. It didn’t open,  so I walked away. While stamping off, the door creaked open. I quickly came back, and puched the door open wide.

I walked to the doll on the piano I stepped on a doll that was on a bike I made it stand it was going for the door the door locked. It looked like it was trying to escape I looked backed it disappear I looked every where but it wasn't there I looked on the shelves it was there I crowed up the cache. I was reaching so high I touch it's noise ZAP???


I was a doll I tried to move my legs but I couldn't. Not even my body I could only move my eyes.
My breath got heavy.

The dolls were trying to warn me to not touch the doll but I had not listened.