Friday, December 26, 2014

The Boxing Day Christmas Story

It's that time of year again. Boxing Day! But yesterday was Christmas, and that's what I'm writing about.

How did my family celebrate it? 

Christmas isn't in my religion, so we don't celebrate it. But because of my cousins and my grandparents who are Christian, we always go over to spend some time with them.

This 25th, my family got ready to go to Valentines at the North shore. After 2 hours of stuffing myself with meat, chips, and jelly icecream, we left to our cousins house. As we approached the exit, there was a Santa Claus and a Mrs. Claus sitting on a sofa by the exit.

They gave me a present. I thanked them and followed my parents out. I was a year too old for the system, but the gift I got was my type. It was a paint pallette. 

They were just starting to have lunch, but I was so full that I could not have lunch with them. They had movies playing on television, so Mum, Dad, Grandma & I sat and watched while Mariam drank some fizzy drinks, and Grandpa watched TV in the other room. 

We watched The Parent Swap, then Guardians of the Galaxy. In between the two movies, Uncle Girshwin gave us some presents to us, which was really kind, considering that we don't actually celebrate Christmas.

Before we left, I was given another gift by Grandma & Grandpa. When I opened it, I was surprised, even though I asked them for this. Diary Of A Wimpy Kid #9: The Long Haul, & A Lego set. As our car drove away, I was so happy tears started leaking out of my eyes. I quickly turned around so no-one saw. When we got home, I quickly built the toys. 

I just have to thank everyone who helped with this 25th.
This is one Christmas I will not forget soon.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

One more time pt 2

I looked at the 3 other me’s. “Well then.” I muttered. “Me vs. me while another me runs out and gets caught and the other me comes in. Long.” “C’mon.” the other me spoke up. “We’re all smart. Lets think of something.”

All of a sudden, three of me started fading. We looked over to the original me. I’d been stabbed by some glass from the explosion. I checked myself. “We’re losing blood. Slowly, so someone has to go back in time to stop the explosion.”

I quickly made the time car again with the help of me. We all went back. “Y’know,” I said in space-time, “We should give numbers to each of us.” ZWOOP! We came out, all with new names. I was me #4, and it counted down until me #1.

We came back, and crashed into the car before it could blow up the other three. I looked over to me #1. The glass faded away. We walked over to the school. There were 8 of us! “AAH!!” Me’s #1-4 shouted. The other four looked at us and screamed. All of a sudden, 4 of us started fading away.

So then the 8 of us went back again. We crashed into the other time car, making a bigger crash. The other 4 of us shouted at us. We walked together as a group back over again. We saw another 4 meaning that there were 16 of us.

Something had to be done to stop this from growing. I knew exactly what to do. “Me #1,” I said, “Do the right thing.” I grabbed a shattered piece of glass and stabbed me #3. “Fine then! Leave me and #1 alone!” Me #2 shouted. “Uh oh.” Numbers 3-16 started fading. I watched as they faded away. They were all smiling, knowing that the right thing was being done.

I shoved me #1 into the room. Going quickly, he tried to finish the test. But time was up. That’s when I thought of an idea. I ran, and smashed him with a netbook. I lost some memory of what happened. I mean, I still remembered my objective. #1 failed. I went forward 2 months, and broke the time car’s machine. I started fading away. I smiled. I walked over and got into the car. But the car wouldn’t start.

I was frustrated. I walked in my house, all sad, when the phone rang. I picked it up. It was the principal. He said that a student had moved away so I was welcome to come back.

I picked up the blueprint. “Don’t go back.” It said. “Hmm...” I thought. “What if I did go back? That would be awkward.”

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

One more time #1: Me vs. Me

“This is awkward.” I remarked.

One more time

#1: Me vs. me

I was in the middle of a test when I had to run an errand for the teacher. I was lucky, that test was hard. The test was important. With too many students in this school, the test was to decide who would stay, and who’d get kicked out. I soon arrived back, just to find out that the test had concluded. There were no make-up tests either. “You’re a good student, you’re a good student!”

The next day, everyone was soon finding out who got kicked out of school. They soon came to my year. I was the only one kicked out. “WHAT‽” I screeched. There were no more intermediate schools in the rest of the country. How could I live like this? When I got home, I pulled up mail. There was the blueprint.

Two months had passed, and the time car was built. I took one last glance at the blueprint. There was a small print saying “Don’t go back.” I knew that it meant don’t go back in time, but, this was for me. I had to. I thought for a while. Nothing could go wrong. Except for one thing.

I climbed in. I slammed down the pedal, and went back to the test time. I waited outside and peered through the window. I wasn’t paying attention in class then. The teacher said that everyone would be asked to do an errand, and we had to complete it in time.

I watched. And waited. Soon I’d be asked to run an errand, and then complete my work. I planned it perfectly. I watched myself leave the room, and then I entered. I carried on with the test. It was going well. Could this story only have one part?

Nope. Just as the test finished, I saw myself enter the room. “Oh dear...” I groaned. “Hey!” I heard myself shout. I got up. I was being chased by myself. I climbed into the car, and went back 2 hours.

I ran to peer into the window. I was waiting for longer as I went back further. Soon, the test began. I noticed a person come beside me. It was me. “Oi!” I shouted to the past me. “I was here first!”
“No. I was!”
“Nuh uh!”
“Uh huh!” We grew angrier, and a fight began. Me vs. me. a great, and even battle.

Soon the other other me ran out, and got caught in the fight. I managed to get out, while the other two me’s kept fighting. I snuck in and finished the test. But then the other me’s walked in. “D’OH!” I shouted.

So then I went back again. I was cross. I was screwing up. I went back again, and then saw me fighting me. I was about to stop the fight or run in and lock the door when crash! A car crashed into two of the cars, and it blew the third one up.

“STUPID DRIVER!” All 4 of us shouted.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Warren Pohatu Art

Iisa Art Task from Team 5 PES on Vimeo.

Warren Pohatu is a famous New Zealand artist. He has so much artwork, why not make your own piece of artwork in this style? That's what this movie's about. This is how to make you own piece of artwork in the style of Warren Pohatu!

Gingerbread house

250g unsalted butter
200g dark muscovado sugar
7 tbsp golden syrup
600g plain flour
2 tsp bicarbonate of soda
4 tsp ground ginger
To Decorate -
200g bag flaked almonds
2 egg whites
500g icing sugar, plus extra to dust
Selection of sweets of your choice

Equipment - Plywood Base, Chopping board; Cardboard cut-outs - Two 13cm x 19cm rectangles (roof), Two 11.5cm x 16cm rectangles (side walls), Two 16cm x 19cm rectangles (front and back), each trimmed at 1 short end to form two 10cm-high gables.

How to make:
Step 1: Heat oven to 190°C. Melt the butter, sugar and syrup in a pan. Mix the flour, bicarbonate of soda and ground ginger into a large bowl, then stir in the butter mixture to make a stiff dough. If it won’t quite come together, add a tiny splash of water.
Step 2: Put a sheet of baking paper on your work surface and roll about one quarter of the dough to the thickness of two $1 coins. Cut out one of the sections, then slide the gingerbread, still on its baking paper, onto a baking sheet. Repeat with remaining dough, re-rolling the trimmings, until you have two side walls, a front and back wall and two roof panels. Any leftover dough can be cut into Christmas trees, if you like.
Step 3: Pick out the most intact flaked almonds and gently poke them into the roof sections, pointy-end first, to look like roof tiles. Bake all the sections for 12 minutes or until firm and just a little darker at the edges. Leave to cool for a few minutes to firm up, then trim around the templates again to give clean, sharp edges. Leave to cool completely.
Step 4: Put the egg whites in a large bowl, sift in the icing sugar, then stir to make a thick, smooth icing. Spoon into a piping bag with a medium nozzle. Pipe thin slivers of icing along the wall edges, one by one, to join the walls together. Use a small bowl to support the walls from the inside, then allow to dry, ideally for a few hours.
Step 5: Once dry, remove the supports and fix the roof panels on. The angle is steep so you may need to hold these on firmly for a few mins until the icing starts to dry. Dry completely, ideally overnight. To decorate, pipe a little icing along the length of 20 mini chocolate fingers and stick these lengthways onto the side walls of the house. Use three, upright, for the door.
Step 6: Using the icing, stick sweets around the door and on the front of the house. Pipe a little icing around the top. If you’ve made gingerbread trees, decorate these now as well. You can lay a winding path of sweets as well. Your gingerbread house is finished, and will be edible for about a week.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

The Hole

“Hmmm...” wondered Darfol. “David, this ground feels weak. Tell Emma right away.” Darfol inspected the dent. There was something strange about this dent. Something terrible.

Emma and David soon arrived. Emma looked around before Darfol told her the mess. Emma looked down. “There’s a supercollider down there. Maybe that’s the problem. David pulled out his phone. “We must leave now!” he shouted.

“Why?” asked Darfol. “Th-there is a-a black hole down there!” David shouted. Emma and Darfol quickly got in, while David hastily put his phone in his pocket.

The ground started to twirl and sink. Water was slowly pouring in. The speed of the water was increasing slowly as the hole got bigger. Trees were slowly getting pulled in.

“Um...” said Emma, “I think we should... DRIVE!” “I am!” replied David. Everything was pouring into this massive hole. Darfol set some dynamite and placed it in the boot. BOOM!! They were flung away.

“Phew.....” gasped David. The hole was sucking everything in quite slowly, so there was a lot of time before the Earth was gone. They soon reached a petrol station. VWOOP! It was sucked in. “Woah!” shouted David. A spaceship was getting sucked in.

They climbed in as it neared the ground. “Wait.” said Emma. “Hand me my phone. This will make a great selfie!” ”الفتيات غريبة” replied Darfol. The hole would not stop getting bigger. Desperate for survival, they left the atmosphere. “Aah, Earth.” said David, looking at the slightly warped Earth. “If only you were denser.”

They watched as the moon was sucked in with the Earth. Earth was gone. It slowly devoured the neighbouring planets, then the sun, and kept going. Emma was shocked. What could stop this muncher? Darfol thought of something as the hole sucked up the galaxy.

“I know!” he said. He grabbed an astronaut’s suit. A planet blew up in the window, and the explosion was sucked in. “We need to sacrifice someone. What we do; hook someone onto the mini supercollider on that magnet which is at the end of the rope.” Emma and David looked at him, confused.

“And then make our own black hole to yank the galaxies out!” Darfol smiled. “Okay,” replied David, “You go.” “No, Darfol angrily replied. The two got into an argument. Emma yanked two suits over and onto the two, and shoved them out onto the giant magnet.

David started the mini supercollider. A small black hole soon formed. Emma lowered the magnet into the black hole. “I’m the only living thing left.” Emma stuttered. The small black hole started to tug everything with it. Emma was starting to lift the magnet out, but it was stuck.

After a great deal of tugging, Emma managed to get the universe out. But instead of carrying on and getting away from the hole, Emma stayed. Then everything was sucked back in. “D’oh!” Emma shouted, as the entire universe was sucked in.

The trio left the small black hole in peace, and went back to Earth. Everything was normal. Nothing seemed to be wrong. “Aah.” David and Darfol simultaneously sighed in relief. No-one seemed angry or confused about the fact that they were now in a black hole.

David and Darfol were driving around the countryside, when they reached the spot above the supercollider. They heard a mush. Darfol got out. “Hmmm...” Darfol thought, “David, this ground feels weak. Tell Emma right away.”

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Te Tuhi

Class trips are great to go on. Our last class trip for the term was to Te Tuhi. Lost? Well, Te Tuhi is an art gallery in Pakuranga. It was where Class 2 went to today. We were excited. People like me had only ever been to the school’s art gallery!

We boarded the bus at around 9:30 a.m. We travelled to Te Tuhi, and got out when we were there. Before we could view the art, we got to make our own tapa cloth. It was quick and enjoyable. After that, we had a brief tour of part of the gallery. We were astonished by the art.

Unfortunately, with it being short, we had to go back to school. We had a great time at Te Tuhi, and I’ll never forget it.

Monday, December 1, 2014

The Tattoo Design

Being in Extension means doing many tasks. One of those many varied tasks were to make our own tattoo design. Don't worry, we aren't going to get tattoos, Here is mine.

The main tattoo design (the top right one), has four different parts. On the left side are descriptions about those designs. We are doing this as our Extension class is learning about the symbolism in art, as it relates to our term-wide topic of Art Attack.

I used buttons on my Hyperstudio stack. To view it, Here's the link. file:///Volumes/Students%20Room/Class%202/Iisa/Extension/Tattoo%20design/index.html I also made a presentation right at the bottom for all of you to view. And underneath that, is a video!

Despite having to go through piles of trouble to make the tattoo, I am proud of it. This tattoo has things I value. Things I will always love. Even if the drawing is bad, as long as it shows who I am, where I come from and what I value, no drawing or tattoo is bad. This tattoo has meaning, and that’s what matters.

I present to you, may very own tattoo. This tattoo is one I hope you will always remember.

Tattoo from Team 5 PES on Vimeo.