Monday 26 August 2013
A True Story
Many years ago a strong, healthy baby girl was born 2 Arthur and Kate Keller, who live in the southern part of the United states. The parents, who named the little girl Helen, were delighted with dear beautiful daughter. At the age of 18 month, Helen suffered a serious illness that left her deaf and blind. However, through the love and patience of her parent and a Teacher named Anne Sullivan, Helen learned to read and speak. She graduated from college with honers and spent her life serving other people.
President O. McKay once told an experience of Helen Keller's. "He said have you ever read Helen Keller's comment on a girl who had just taken a walk in the wood, who in and say 2 Helen question, ' What did you observe?' replied,
' nothing in particular.'
" How is it impossible ,'Helen asked herself, 2 walk 4 an hour thru the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I cannot see, find of 100's of thing 2 interest me thru mere touch. I feel the delicated symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovinly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough shaggy bark of a pine. In the spring I touch the branches of trees hopfully in a search of a bud, the first sign of awkening Nature afterher winter's sleep. Occsionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song.
" At times my heart cries out with longing to see all these thing with physical eyes, but if I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. Need I have imagined what I should most like to see if I were granted to use of my eyes----even for just 3 days!!!
Thursday 22 August 2013
Tuesday 20 August 2013
The Hare and the Tortoise
Title: The Hare and the Tortoise
Author: Aesop
Characters (names, personalities, strengths, weaknesses):
Hare, Tortoise, Fox.
Setting (Where is the story set. Describe the place in detail): Around the bushes
What was the problem?
That the bunny called him names like brussel sprout
and a ridiculous creature.
What was the solution?
That the Tortoise won
What was the Moral of the Story?
That the bunny was sleeping.
My favourite part of the story was?
That the Tortoise won
Ugly Duckling
This is a story that my mum read when this story I was little about the“Ugly Duckling”
Once upon a time down on an old farm, lived a duck family, and Mother Duck had been sitting on a clutch of new eggs. One nice morning, the eggs hatched and out popped six chirpy ducklings. But one egg was bigger than the rest, and it didn't hatch. Mother Duck couldn't recall laying that seventh egg. How did it get there? TOCK! TOCK! The little prisoner was pecking inside his shell.
"Did I count the eggs wrongly?" Mother Duck wondered. But before she had time to think about it, the last egg finally hatched. A strange looking duckling with gray feathers that should have been yellow gazed at a worried mother. The ducklings grew quickly, but Mother Duck had a secret worry.
"I can't understand how this ugly duckling can be one of mine!" she said to herself, shaking her head as she looked at her last born. Well, the gray duckling certainly wasn't pretty, and since he ate far more than his brothers, he was outgrowing them. As the days went by, the poor ugly duckling became more and more unhappy. His brothers didn't want to play with him, he was so
clumsy, and all the farmyard folks simply laughed at him. He felt sad and lonely, while Mother Duck did her best to console him.
"Poor little ugly duckling!" she would say. "Why are you so different from the others?" And the ugly duckling felt worse than ever. He secretly wept at night. He felt nobody wanted him.
"Nobody loves me, they all tease me! Why am I different from my brothers?"
Then one day, at sunrise, he ran away from the farmyard. He stopped at a pond and began to question all the other birds. "Do you know of any ducklings with gray feathers like mine?" But everyone shook their heads in scorn.
"We don't know anyone as ugly as you." The ugly duckling did not lose heart, however, and kept on making inquiries. He went to another pond, where a pair of large geese gave him the same answer to his question. What's more, they warned him: "Don't stay here! Go away! It's dangerous. There are men with guns around here!" The duckling was sorry he had ever left the farmyard.
Then one day, his travels took him near an old countrywoman's cottage. Thinking he was a stray goose, she caught him.
"I'll put this in a hutch. I hope it's a female and lays plenty of eggs!" said the old woman, whose eyesight was poor. But the ugly duckling laid not a single egg. The hen kept frightening him.
"Just wait! If you don't lay eggs, the old woman will wring your neck and pop you into the pot!" And the cat chipped in: "Hee! Hee! I hope the woman cooks you, then I can gnaw at your bones!" The poor ugly duckling was so scared that he lost his appetite, though the old woman kept stuffing him with food and grumbling: "If you won't lay eggs, at least hurry up and get plump!"
"Oh, dear me!" moaned the now terrified duckling. "I'll die of fright first! And I did so hope someone would love me!"
Then one night, finding the hutch door ajar, he escaped. Once again he was all alone. He fled as far away as he could, and at dawn, he found himself in a thick bed of reeds. "If nobody wants me, I'll hid here forever." There was plenty a food, and the duckling began to feel a little happier, though he was lonely. One day at sunrise, he saw a flight of beautiful birds wing overhead. White, with long slender necks, yellow beaks and large wings, they were migrating south.
"If only I could look like them, just for a day!" said the duckling, admiringly. Winter came and the water in the reed bed froze. The poor duckling left home to seek food in the snow. He dropped exhausted to the ground, but a farmer found him and put him in his big jacket pocket.
"I'll take him home to my children. They'll look after him. Poor thing, he's frozen!" The duckling was showered with kindly care at the farmer's house. In this way, the ugly duckling was able to survive the bitterly cold winter.
However, by springtime, he had grown so big that the farmer decided: "I'll set him free by the pond!" That was when the duckling saw himself mirrored in the water.
"Goodness! How I've changed! I hardly recognize myself!" The flight of swans winged north again and glided on to the pond. When the duckling saw them, he realized he was one of their kind, and soon made friends.
"We're swans like you!" they said, warmly. "Where have you been hiding?"
"It's a long story," replied the young swan, still astounded. Now, he swam majestically with his fellow swans. One day, he heard children on the river bank exclaim: "Look at that young swan! He's the finest of them all!"
And he burst out of happiness
Monday 19 August 2013
Be Nice
In the weekend once my cousin was new at school he told that someone was bullying him his name was Dwyane he told when he first started school he didn’t know any of the other children.
Dwyane hope he could make friend with the children. But the first day, during center time, Lena pinched him.
“Get out of my way” she said.
At snack time Dwyane was looking for a friendly face. “look like you have more than I do” said Randi.Dwyane blinked back his tears, but he didn’t say anything. “He has funny hair” whispered Male to Lena but he didn’t say anything.
No one played with Dwyane all morning. He was lonely, he didn’t say anything. At recess, none of the children picked Dwyane to be on there team. “Go away, Dwyane,” said ramone Don't you know when your not wanted? we don't want to play with you. But this time he siad something "STOP BEING MEAN TO ME" Dwyane yelled "IT NOT NICE"! I maybe a new kid, but I'm just the same as you.
And the other children felt bad how they treated Dwyane, because they knew he was right. They knew they wouldn’t like it if someone acted towards the way they acted to Dwyane.
They stopped being to him, and including him in their game. They got to know him, and they liked him and always wanted to play with him. That when they understood that they were all different, but they could still be friends, and they said “sorry for being mean to you.
Little Red Riding Hood
Title: Little red riding hood
Author: Aesop.
Characters (names, personalities, strengths, weaknesses):
Narrator , LRRH, Grandma, Wolf.
Setting (Where is the story set. Describe the place in detail): In the forest and in the house.
What was the problem?
The wolf was trying to eat the red
What was the solution?
That the wolf ran away
What was the Moral of the Story?
the wolf didn’t come back
My favourite part of the story was?
that red say how big is the wolf
Thursday 1 August 2013
The Hare and the Tortoise
Hi my name is slow “Bob’’ and I love to chew grass and I love to be Tortoise because I love my shell and love to “hibernate” that mean I can sleep the whole winter and I think that “Metro” is horrible to me he is a terrible creature.
One day a fox came out of the bush and frighten slow Bob “AAHH!! Hahahah fox laughed “you scared me fox” I have question for you said slow Bob why is metro stoking me? I don’t know.
Once I saw metro and ask me your legs look like brussel sprout and name and I wasn’t impressed and he ask one more thing he just want race around the field and I said “yup let do it today and now.
When we were starting to metro was right in front of me and one he saw fox selling some lemonade and gave a lemonade to metro and he fell asleep and and I was in front of him so he woke and saw nearly to the finish lined and guess who won? it was me.
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