Ranginui and Papatuanuku

Ranginui and Papatuanuku

Ranginui the Earth Mother and Papatuanuku the Sky Father.

They didn’t separate but their children, one day they begged them to separate for a lot more room to run and play, but there parent couldn't let go of each other. So they got the other gods to help push them apart.

They all agreed but one brother the god of the winds did not want

Them to apart from each other, but they already pushed, but the the god of wind Told Papatuanuku the other gods plans so Papatuanuku went closer to Ranginui. but one of  the gods push with all his power, but he couldn't, so they all tried but they couldn't so they gave up

But they had forgot about Tane-Mahuta god of the forest, father of the birds and insects. He pushed and very slowly ranginui and papatuanuku pushed apart, there distance became so far for the first time all the children were standing and stretching their arms above their heads, but It was enough so tane-mahuta pushed again.

Atlast the gods could feel the sun on their face. Papatuanuku cried so much the gods got scared they thought they would slowly drown, so they pulled on their mother hair until she turned on her face then.

She curled up into a ball then his tears made the lake, rivers and the sea

In time mother earth and sky father forgave their children,

But wish to be in each other's arms again, Mother earth to this day still sends her love to Sky father out of the morning mist in the deepest valleys And sky father sends his love everyday as fresh ju drops

And the rain in the night unlikes his mother and father to this day is

Still angry every time you hear the wind go across your face and rattle your doors it is the god of wind making you remember.

By Jacob Seamark

Peter Gossage Biography

Peter Gossage Biography

Peter Gossage was a wonderful author and illustrator that was born in  Remuera in Auckland on 22 october 1946, as child his nickname was gossy or mekon. All of his book were about Maori legends. His job was at an advertising agency working producing maori motifs for tv commercial was noticed by publisher, who Told him he should write a book so he did it was called how maui found his mother published in 1975. As a child Peter's mother and father inspired him. When he went school he was Academically excellent, until the fifth form. Then he  discovered beer and girls.

In his lifetime peter wrote and illustrated more than 20 books about maori legends, He also worked as a display artist at the Auckland War Memorial Museum, and as a graphic designer and scenic artist at TV2.

In 2013, Peter was awarded the Storylines Gaelyn Gordon Award for a Much-Loved Book for How Maui Slowed the Sun.

Sadly  He died after an undisclosed illness on July 30, 2016 at the age of 69. it was heartbreaking for his whole family and NZ, Peter Gossage will be for remembered for writing and illustrating  great maori stories, his beautiful art and loving and kind mind  By Jacob Seamark

Biography Writing 2016 Free Choice

Speech 2016

Speech 2016

Pocket money should be earned

Does your child/children get money for just sitting there while you do all the jobs around the house, that wrong! Children should get off their butts and earn some cold hard cash, the real way. At my house it’s earn it or get nothing. How much do you earn?

Children need to be prepared before their adulthood,

because there parents won’t be there to clean up after them every time they make a mess. They need to clean it up, not their parents. Your parents won’t be there to give you money to pay your bills, and buy you things.  Do you agree?   

Children should earn their money, because money doesn't grow

off trees!. It’s earned. Parents don’t just sit there and money just appears, they go out and work for it so they can pay bills and keep a roof over your head. They don’t just work for money to give it away.  

Look at the kids in Asia, they  swim in some of the dirtiest  rivers in the world to clean them up. They only earn 20c a week too!. This hardly feeds a family. Then there’s kids in rich countries they just sit there and get given a fortune. Which I think is unfair for poor people that get little to nothing a week for cleaning the house.

If you lived in my house you have to earn your money, you can’t just sit there and get given $30 in my house you have to earn it. You can’t survive if you have no money. Nothing is free these days.

Pocket money is a luxury it prepares you for adulthood.

Makes you work for your money and earn it and Shows you how easy it is to earn it. Plus it is fun. Working for things isn’t very hard .

Therefore children should be grateful for what the are given. Get some inspiration from the kids in Asia who work for peanuts and for ME - Sometimes I clean

up without being asked, and I don’t expect a reward.  

By Jacob Seamark

Shared Story

This is my shared story I did with Nathan, Tu and Sam
Miss Williams asked us to get into groups of 4-2,
then she shared 4 pictures with us,  we had to chose one .
We chose someone surfing, so this is our final product

Term 2 Writing

Term 2 Writing


This term we have been looking at ways to make our writing more interesting for the reader.

We have used the following criteria to guide us:

• Changing the word order of a sentence
• Using literary devices such as metaphor, simile, alliteration, onomatopoeia and  personification
• Using specific verbs and adjectives
• Using  show, don’t tell techniques
• Using different sentence beginnings and lengths

Here are some examples of my writing this term.

Emotion show don’t  tell

Excited

Jumping up and down,

Shouting yes!! With a smile on my face  We are go to Turangi to see my Granddad and go fishing.

Happy

Watching my indicator float down the river. Bloop it went under, strike I’ve hooked it. Yes!! I think to myself.It’s giving me a great fight I say to Dad,Finally I got it on the bank. Yes I got it!!

Sad

Turning the truck on, it sounds like home. Saying our goodbyes

with a frown on my face I don’t want to go.

Music Writing

Slowly I crept up behind the group of people, boo!! I yelled, I swung my machete, One head came off, Blood all over me. Run!! yelled Billy AHHH!!!!

Fearlessly chasing after the rest, hearing someone's feet rustling the leaves on the ground. Jumping on his back “I’ve got you!”

I say, plunging my machete into his heart, blood running out. Hahahaha! I laughed like a maniac. Waiting for my next victims to come.

In The Hall Of The Mountain King

                                             The Boy

Rolling out the school gates, this was the worst day of my life .

All the bullies were picking on me, it felt like I was trapped in a box.

Wildly I ran home. Loudly I stomped up the stairs to my room. Slamming my door closed.

Rushing to my room, Mum asks “Are you ok?”

“Go away!!” I yell.

Slamming my head into my pillow, a flood of tears start to come out.

The next day I was walking to school quickly, a bully pushed me

over into a puddle. I got soaked, but I just got back up and started walking.

“Are you scared?” the bully said, with an angry voice.  I just kept walking. He kept trying to get my attention. “Just go away please” I said.

“What are you going to do about it aye?!! The bully said.

As I was walking through the school gates. A teacher spotted me soaked, so she sent me home.

When Mum picked me up it was a silent ride home. As we stopped in the driveway

I burst out the car, ran through the door, stomped upstairs into my room, slammed the door and threw myself onto my bed and  cried myself to sleep.     

The viking girl

Ramming my door open smash!! Is all I hear As the anger rushes through  my veins “I’ve had enough” I say. Her facial expressions are so fierce. She had Bags under her eyes and a big frown. Running my hands through my hair messing it all up. Bad thoughts going through my mind .”My little girl is turning into to a demon” I said to my wife. Crying into my pillow, Angry as can be! Stomping my feet As my parents call me out no!!! I yell “i’m not coming out.”

By Jacob Seamark