I am a Year 7 student at Christ the King School in Auckland, NZ. I am in Room 5 and my teachers are Ms Goodier & Mrs Ashe.
Thursday, 11 December 2014
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
Prayer
Oh God,
I can see your creation's through the image of the koru.
I can feel your love through the waves splashing on me.
I can smell your presence through the blooming of the koru.
I can hear you talk when the koru rustles in the wind.
I can taste your love from the dew that falls off the leaf of the koru.
We will always be connected like how the koru changes but is still connected.
Thank you lord for your beautiful creations. For the ocean that we swim in. For the animals on earth that help us live and for the land we live on.


I can see your creation's through the image of the koru.
I can feel your love through the waves splashing on me.
I can smell your presence through the blooming of the koru.
I can hear you talk when the koru rustles in the wind.
I can taste your love from the dew that falls off the leaf of the koru.
We will always be connected like how the koru changes but is still connected.
Thank you lord for your beautiful creations. For the ocean that we swim in. For the animals on earth that help us live and for the land we live on.
Visitors
It was 12:00 in the morning, the moon shone brightly in the misty night sky. The night was quiet and all that I could hear was the noise of the wind. Suddenly I heard a whisper saying “Nita wake up, Nita come on get up sleepyhead.” I opened my eyes slowly. Right in front of me was my mother well dressed as if she was at a cool party. “What is it?” “ Dylan's back and he’s outside” At once I got out of bed and quickly dressed, without a word I ZOOMED out of the room and out to the fresh air.
“Creepy” I thought to myself. All of a sudden I saw a face hiding in the shadows. I wanted to RUN away but my feet were glued to the ground. “Nita” I heard the shadow say. Oh, how frightened I was! As soon as I heard the voice, I realized it was DYLAN! After a while Dark Vader came out of the darkness and showed a face that looked familiar to me.
We stared at each other for awhile. Then out came my mum. “ Get into the car” So we all went in the car and drove away ( we left Stella and my dad at home ) We were nearly there and I was so anxious for a cookie so I said “Mum can I have a cookie, please.” And of course she said no. We finally arrived. I rushed up the steps and knocked on the door. I waited a while when suddenly the door opened with a rush of wind. We all stepped in with tired looks on our faces. I happily lay down for a rest. I could hear my mum and grandma talking. Then I heard a screech of wheels it sounded like a cat’s claws on a blackboard. I ran to see if everything was OK, but it was just my papa coming in to say hi. Finally my mum came to the room and told me we were going. As we got into the car I felt the wind gently breathing in my face. We were nearly home, I couldn't wait to go back to sleep and start dreaming again.
By Maranita
Thursday, 27 November 2014
My Personal Narrative - St Josaphat
People said I had many good qualities so I was chosen to lead the people in the year 1617 when I was 37 years old. At the age of 24 in 1604 I decided to join the Basilian Monastery of the Trinity at Vilna. I became popular and I was visited often. In 1609 I became a priest after I was a deacon. On November the 12th I became the Bishop of Vitebsk.
I had a meeting to unite the Roman church with the Orthodox church. Some people were against the unity of the churches and a mob attacked me. I was killed in 1623 November 12th.
When I came to heaven I found out I was still popular. Eastern churches including the Ukrainian church celebrate my feast day by having a big mass.
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Tuesday, 18 November 2014
Rapunzel
On Wednesday the 12th of November the New Zealand Auckland play house performed a spectacular show called Rap-punzel in the school hall of Christ the King. Rap-punzel is a musical version of real Rapunzel story.
The most entertaining scene was when they pretended to be the real X-factor performers. The character Simon Cow was convincing. He made it seem as if he was the real Simon Cowell. One of the funniest parts was when the character Prince Rupert's pants fell down and the crowd started laughing. Their laughter filled the hall. However the kiss was what the audience thought was really shocking, especially the little children. The rap that Rapunzel and Prince Rupert sang was very clever. It was sad that they had to finish. It was a good performance.
If you like humor and music then this is the play for you. I recommend this to all ages especially the children because it is cheerful and fun to watch. The older people would like this because it has very sophisticated humor and good wordplay.
If you like humor and music then this is the play for you. I recommend this to all ages especially the children because it is cheerful and fun to watch. The older people would like this because it has very sophisticated humor and good wordplay.
Wednesday, 12 November 2014
Mary Mackillop Centre
"What a beautiful view." I think to myself. I am having lunch with friends outside the Josephite sisters convent I can hear the birds chirping. The green grass is tickling my feet as I sit in the cooling shade of a tree. As I turn my head I see my school and think 'I am in a big school.' I stand up and the walk around the grass. The hot Friday sun is shining upon my face making me feel comfortable. 'What a great place to celebrate the school's 60th anniversary.' I think.
As I sit down I look across the splashing sea and see Mt. Rangitoto. It is as big as a giant. With it's big trees covering it everywhere like a blanket. Sailing the sea is a little boat with a white sail. The white sail is waving in the wind. "Hey Nita what are you looking at?" I hear my friend ask. I point to the little boat.
Whoosh, Whoosh, I hear the wind in my ears. I sit down in the cooling shade. As I devour my apple I taste the sweetness and juiciness.
My head turns and I see the nuns serving us drinks. ' They love being poor because they don't need to worry about their belongings'. Then I wonder 'Nuns are very lucky, I wonder if I will ever become a nun when I grow up?'
Tuesday, 11 November 2014
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