Tuesday 19 August 2014

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Kutenda

                                      The magical closet: chapter 1


I was just 12 years old when I found this, and yes , you must be expecting me to have seen a zombie crawl out from under my bed or magical unicorn that could grant me wishes, but it isn't that. I found a magical closet that could took me to places that I've always wanted to go to and guess what ... Its for FREE.  The whole magical closet thing started like this.

It was a rainy weekend and I was totally bored. I decided to my gorgeous bedroom to check on my iPod if any of my friends sent me any messeages, but all there was were previous conversations we had yesterday.
After I checked my messeages I heard a shake, I thought it was just my annoying little brother, Cebric jumping on his bed, like it was a trampoline. But I remembered,  Cedric was at his friend's house, having fun while leaving me  at home doing nothing.  So i walked up to the closet, slowly and carefully opened it to get good a glimpse of what or who was in there.

The doors were open and I saw the best, no the exciting, no the most totally amazing, sky rocketing, jaw dropping thing in ever seen and it was the city of Love.

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Isaac

The Portal

I woke up! There was a strange noise, it was coming from the closet.

So I got up, changed out of my pyjamas and walked to the closet. I opened the closet

awakening the beast inside, it was a portal! But to where? I wanted to know where it would take

me so I walked in through the raging dark red portal.

For a second everything went black. Then images morphed out of the darkness, then there was

a flash and hellish features came in. Where am I? That's all I wanted to know.

There was a giant white creature in the sky, so I ducked for cover. I saw a shadow. moving up

behind me , I swivelled and saw a red man about seven foot tall staring at me.

"What do we have here?" said the tall red man.

"I'm Andy Fletcher" I told him trying not to get killed "And I've been teleported to this place

through a portal in my closet.

"What is this closet you speak of?" Said the man.

"It's what you store your clothes in." I replied.

" Ahah, I see your from the planet called Earth, am I right?" Asked the man.

"Yes you're right". I said "And I need to get back to Earth so if you wouldn't mind could you help

me get back to Earth?"

"NO!" Said the now angry man. "I am King Raak of the planet Ursal, and you shall stay here and

become my personnel slave.

At that moment a strong man came up to me and these special gloves on me and took me

away.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Where you deserve to be." Said the strong man.

"You're taking me back to Earth?" I asked

" No, why would I do that?" Said the tough guy. " I'm taking you to the throne room so you can

serve your King."

So at that moment we teleported, it went black. Then we were standing right in front of a giant

gold lined door with two ruby door handles. Whoever this guy was he was rich. Suddenly the

doors were opening. With a flash of light things appeared, furniture, statues and appliences all

made of solid gold.

" All hail King Raak." Sang the choir of people next to the throne.

"How'd you get here so quick?" I asked.

"Why Ursulans can teleport you see." Said Raak

"Oh right, I forgot about that." I exclaimed.

" Why am I here?" I asked.

"I need help." Explained the King.

" But why do you need me, you have all of your other slaves." I said.

" Because I lost something that an Earthling gave me, and none of my slaves know what it is or

what it looks like." The King told me.

" What did you lose?" I asked.

"I think it was called a engagement ring." Raak replied.

"Awwwww. She proposed to you." I said cheerfully.

"What does that meen?" Raak asked.

"It means she wanted to spend her whole life with you"

"Thank you Andy"

"Your welcome."


Whoosh, and then I was home.

Saturday 16 August 2014

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Emily

Shadows screeching down the moss covered cobblestone
Torture between the sweating walls of this maze
Death creeping slowly up and down like a lion hunting its prey
The sun going down and time ticking away " tick ,tock ,tick ,tock".

The skin, like a cows, obliterate over odd like shapes
Empty holes inside the others knowing that he's going to need them back one day
Now all that's alight is the desperate crimson fire
Slowly creeping through the forest destroying everything in its path

Crackling of the fire dieng like a lady when there beloved one dies
The silence gradually growing to whispering trees
The night sky melting into a pink and orange collage

Busy streets buzzing with excitement and children lying on the hair on the ground watching the morning take place.

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Isabelle

Scaredy cat
Hello my name is Sam Scaredy, I'm twelve years old and just for the record I am terrified of almost everything, let me tell you some
Hmmmmmmm:
Dogs
Cats
Puppies
Water
Flowers
Rainbows
But my worst fear of all is please don't scream CHEESE!
I know it's super scary, that reminded me I've got a story to tell you about a day when all my fears were combined into one.
It all started a long, long time ago, when I say that I actually mean a week ago, anyway It was a Monday morning in the school holidays, it had been raining all night as I woke up I looked out my window to see, the most hideous, scariest thing it was a..........RAINBOW
I fell over and hit my head on one of my bead posts. " OWWWW!" I screamed, I struggled up and zoomed downstairs, so that I wouldn't have to stare at its ugliness any longer. When I got to the bottom of the stairs mum was already up and making me my breakfast it looked like she had made me peanut butter toast and wait was that watered down orange juice, you might be thinking " what the problem with that ?"  Well just so you know there's a huge problem,

" WATER!!!!!" I squealed my heart out and ran out the back door I case I had a heart attack and I'm sure mum wouldn't want a dead Sam on the floor, soon I felt something furry brush up against my leg, I looked down hopeing that  it was a long piece of grass or something, but no it was a "CAT!" I shrieked and ran further up the backyard I hid behind a little house looking thing that a notice on the front reading " home to stanly, fluffy, coco, Oreo, spots and Milly." As I read it I was thinking inside my head great so now mum has forgotten my name and replaced it for stanly then she forgot how many children she had , and came up with the names fluffy, coco, Oreo , spots and Milly what types of names are they, I peeped inside to see okay that's it anybody 12 or under close the book right now, otherwise you will be having nightmares for the rest of your life, okay here I go there was a grown dog and five little puppies "ARGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" That was me screaming in case you didn't know. I ran as fast as I could, the puppies barking non-stop like a siren on the roof of an ambulance, I ran straight past the cat who now on the door mat licking its paws. As I zoomed inside I saw mum standing by the bench reading her favourite magazine called " celeb gossip " it talks about all the latest fashions and hair styles, she almost jumped out of her skin whae I yelled at her " GET ME OUT OF THIS HORRER HOUSE NOW !!!!!!!!" I yelled " what do you mean honey' she said gently  " I SAID GET ME OUT OF THIS HORRER HOUSE  NOW!!!!!!!!"  I  mum didn't hesitate she ran upstairs got dressed in literally second grabbed her keys and ran back downstairs. Then she speedily made some sandwiches and ran to the car I followed after her. After about 10 minutes of just sitting in the car not really going anywhere, I started to feel hungry, so I asked my mum for a sandwich she handed me the one cut into little triangles with no crusts, I opened the bag it was in, but before I could take a bite, I looked out my window and saw okay that's it I can't write anymore...............ahh what's the point I saw "FLOWERS!!!!"I know I, know I shouldn't have told you your probably already having bad daydreams. "STOP screaming and just eat your sandwich I'm trying to drive!" My mum said sounding pretty annoyed at how many times she had to say stop screaming or yelling or whatever, so I took my mothers advice and went to eat my sandwiching took one of the little triangles out of the bag and without looking downi took a massive bite out of my sandwich after about one whole chem I realised what I was eating it tasted creamy and milky I realised straight away that it was CHEESE I'm defiantly going to stop writing now GOODBYE!!!.

Wednesday 13 August 2014

Our Descriptions of MACC

Below are our group descriptions of different places at MACC. 

Can you guess where we are describing? Which piece of writing do you think was most effective in using the language features (simile, metaphor, personification)? Do you have any ideas or suggestions that could be added to another groups description?

Teagan and Emily 
The twisty and twirly staircase rises like an illusion leading up to where time moves faster. The Beast has been chained to the ill-hair on the ground.
The entrance of the Beast is shut tight with a wicked spell only broken by the strongest of weapons.
The light glimmering at the head of the Creature.The bottom of the Beast is like a dark never ending hole. The stairs are slowly being swallowed as if by enchantment and will soon vanish. The view is as if looking through the eyes of a Giraffe.  

Kutenda, Olivia S, Liam and Paolo
For there's a  place of emerald grass peppered with minuscule black dots in between the blades of grass. Towering poles stood like soldiers in salute proudly holding up their flag.With a midnight black fence separating the wild from the tamed. While clusters of trees whispered in the breeze. The gravel road was a feral  mass of rocks.

Daniel and Skyelar
As I walk over this is what I see.The lawn is a green carpet. The net is sceaming to be fixed. The trees wave to you as walk by. The nets traps kids as they walk in. As you look out you see a tower going high in the sky. The wind kisses you when standing in the net. the kids come to play and have fun. If you come near you get cut.

Isabelle and Chloe
As I walked along a path I saw seats as silver and sparkly as a ring on a married women's finger, I decided not to worry and kept on walking, suddenly I smelt something that smelt like heven. I looked away to my right and I saw a sliding door that looked just like a ruby, behind the door that was ruby coloured I thought I could hear someone shivering,there was a small black Handel close to the bottom of the ridged ruby door that looked like it had been rolled up and down everyday.
I reached out and grasped the Handel to lift the sliding door, I couldn't wait to find out who it was shivering?
I saw a lot of busy people preparing at the back and the front of the room, but I still couldn't see the person shivering.
Soon after I found out that it wasn't a person shivering but a small red and white freezer, I pulled my head out of the sliding door to find kids big and small pushing like cats and dogs fighting to get to the front.
I walked away slowly wondering where I was?

Ian, Logan and Lachlan P
I enter early in the morning through a gate that is like a black leapod. Right on the left, is a patch of  grass, glistening green. Next to the grass is a grey court where a ball is a kangaroo hopping into a hoop. There is also a leapod trying to score a try. On my right is black court that has  kingdigarden scribbles. The birds are greeting us as we enter the school. Next to the grass is a building that is as big as a fractory. The roof is a table top. The concrete ground is like a raggered ground, trying to trip us all. I look in frount of me, where a bulldozer is a dog, digging a hole for his bones. Where am I?

Jeremy, Max and Georgia
As I walked inside a giant rises from the ground, as I look around there is about a billion lines spiralling left to right like spaghetti. When I look above there are hoops floating. The room has a divider dangling from the roof like a fish on a rod. When I look around the hall has windows as clear as a crystal. The view is as beautiful like heaven. In the hall lots of fun equiptment is always in handy, and there are bouncy balls, hopping from place to place.

Jess L and Maddie
One day Joey woke up in a strange place. He could smell undigisted animal food. The grass he was laying on was very dirty and most of it was either a very dull green or just dead. Joey deceided that he would get up and have a look around. As he was walking he notice the sheds seemed to be screaming for a new coat of paint. They sheds sat next to each other like wasps nests. The sheep starred at Joey plain as toad. As walked further along he saw a veggie garden. It smelt like lavender. Fresh, clean lavender, Joey thought. As he was walking away from this strange place the texture of the ground seemed to change. It had gone dead grass to rocky roads and the smell had changed from cow meanu to the dusty dirt on the road. As kept on walking he seemed to pass a house or a cottage that was old and ragged. When he looks to his left he sees to long white buildings. The roof tops are as sharp as a knife. Joeys thinks to him self to keep walking. He sees children playing some kind of game with a small ball and there hitting it with there hand. He sees a door open and bolts in because he sees a tall man that looks very scary. When he walks every spot of space he finds is covered with something. Joey was amazed to the point of speechlessness. The wet sculpture looked beautiful yet as plain as toad. Joey then hits his on the corner of a tall table and crashes back to sleep.

Elijah and Kai
The shades are like a roof. as the wind blows, the sails wip violently up and down. Announcements made every day. The floor is as hard as rocks. Rubbish is dropped at 10 and 12 o'clock. At least twice a year it rains cats and dogs. As children kick the poles the soldiers tell them to stop. Children stomping their way down to the old wooden planks. With every step they take, it makes the floor Screech.

Emma, Caitlin, Joel, Owen and Dorothy
Humongous and round. There's a place where you walk down a hillside with bits of rocks and dirt that fills the air with dust, it is  surrounded by giraffe like trees. There is a mouldy green rectangle in the middle. At the far end stood a towering solider with two hands.You could hear the steady burble of tick, tock ...
On the hill the rabbits dig holes and leave thousands of pea sized droppings.
On the grass floor next to the hill is like a very spaced out circle with two NFL posts on both sides of the field. Many people play soccer on it.There is no place here to run from the lava like sun.
Years past,and seasons showered the fields. Winter,the unfavourite for some, and spring that encouraged the grasses growth. There are bits that are really muddy and there's bits that are really dry. It seems like this place is enclosed by a hill, sometimes it feels like it never ends.

Lachlan R and Nimesh
She was running down the caremal steps as quick as a cheeta to get to church.She was praying to the diamond by singing a song. Maddison was singing her heart out for the maker of heaven and earth. She was surrounded by the holy Christ. The  movement of her body was like an elephant. While singing the song she prayed inside her heart for a brighter future for the real people of the world. She looked around and had the face of a chimpanzee.

Liz, Natalia, Isaac, Noah and Daniel N
In this place there is a stage like a grassy bush and where the clicking of pens is banned.
Look out the window, what do you see? I see a tree, lots of them really, if you look at the back
It has one big meringue puff light hanging from the white wall, right next to the light there are two yellow walls as bright as the sun at the front of the room there are two white cupboards that are just standing all day long.

Bri and Abbey
As the bell rings kids run down my faded old green complexion, bouncing from one tree to another as if ping pong balls. Others like to walk down me and ruffle my feathers. As they sit down on the mint coloured benches the bench digs into me even further.

Rahul, Mikayla, Micah, Jordan
As quiet as a mouse computers working as fast as lightning,surrounded in pages,learning and stories. With ground as soft as a pillow, with walls that are the colour of dust. Surrounded by things to discover. In the next room,there is a office with a known maths teacher that works in there. There are tables that are higher than a middle aged Gum tree, and stools with an even number on them. Books spilling out secrets of the charcters before them.

Nilana and Olivia E
The sun smiles down at the concrete where little games are drawn. There is grass as green as an emerald, enclosed by a metal fence as pointy as a knife surrounding the classrooms on the old wooden veranda screaming to get some attention. On the roofs are edges as sharp as scissors. Shades cover the area protecting children from the golden rays. In the boundary of this area is student admin covered in white demanding to be repainted.

Tiarhn, Jacob, Anthony and Katelyn
There is a place where the trees are dancing and rubber gets down your shoe as quick as chocolate down your throat. Six soldiers stand straight providing shade and the grass is as green as the finest green apple. In this place utes roar around on the messy gravel road. The stinky bins smell like your oldest brothers room. The shade protects the students from the harsh sun.The stairs are free ambulance tickets and doctor prescriptions.

Jeremiah and Josh
This is a small place with two windows high up.Its a terrible place that smells like manure.You walk in to see two small windows with two white taps hovering under them.If some one enters you would want to leave faster than the speed of light.To the left of the room is a really light gray wall.Connecting to the wall is a wall on it there is a door.Its also the best place to do your "business".Its smell will make your nose cry for hours on end.you walk through the door to see two stalls in one stall there is a toilet and in the other stall there is another toilet.If a woman enters she will be forced out imediently.

Describing MACC using Similes, Metaphors and Personification...

This term in English 6SL are looking at the concept of Setting and Atmosphere, in particular the Narrative Techniques used to create effective setting and atmosphere in others and our own stories. As part of this we have studied high quality examples such as the novel 'Playing Beatie Bow', the picture book 'My Place', and the film adaptation of 'Playing Beatie Bow'.  

 

Last week we learned what a simile, a metaphor and personification was and found examples of each in the novel to add to our idea banks in our Writing books. This week we began using and modifying those ideas and examples to describe new settings, such as the illustrations in 'My Place'



Practice identifying and creating these language features assisted us to then write a description of a place in the school using these (without saying which place it was!) and have others guess where we'd described, as well as give feedback and identify what similes, metaphors and use of personification we had included! We then got into groups based on the place we'd described and worked collaboratively to compile all our best ideas and come up with a group description! See individual posts to read each groups description!!


   

The purpose of this task was to practice incorporating examples of high quality writing into our own writing repertoire, so that later in the term when we write our own imaginative texts we can create a highly engaging and creative setting. We will continue to practice and refine these skills as we move towards this task.


Tuesday 12 August 2014

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Nilana

THE PATH

There's a place where the path ends
Before the street starts,
The gold sunlight drops from heaven,
While the silver moon is getting
ready to rise from the devils underworld.

At day the path is covered in black smoke
and business men going to work,
When darkness rolls theirs nothing
but 100 pieces of dust floating in the wind.

Sometime but very rarely a white
bolt comes down from the devils sky and hits
The tiniest dust particles lying dead
on the path.

But unfortunately at the end the wind blows and
all that's left is rubbish and dust

blown by the wind.

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Mikayla

The Wonder Group

As the alarm bell rang four of the evilest villains escaped from the down town jail.They were in jail for less than a day and still managed to get out. The down town police had the town in full lock down. Most of the people were scared of these villians but not the wonder group. The wonder group loved saving innocent life's after all that was their job. The wonder group always had an over the top entrance. The next day there was a fair held in their honour there were games rides and plenty of food.

The villians heard about this wonder group fair and they had to go so they put on their odd looking disguises and walked to the local fair ground the wonder group were taking photos with the citizens of bitford and helping out. The wonder group once were vilians themselves until they realised the grief they were cursing over their home town. The wonder group started thinking about there evil doing and got lost in their own little worlds when they suddenly heard a call It defiantly woke them up from their day dreams. The wonder group picked up the phone and answered with a loud "yes we will be there". The villians were enraged that they hadn't caught the wonder group.

They went home glum. Sick and tired of not catching this helpful group. All the villians wanted to do was kill the wonder group and and make bitford a terrible place for the all the people who wished the them wrong. Eventually the villians moved away and caused no more sadness to bitford and we're never seen again well for at least four years.

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Dorothy

'The Marvels of Krissy Brown'

"Sit still Ms.Brown!"Mrs. Core scolded."I don’t care,”I muttered to myself. I so wanted to smack her across her grotesque face, plus a comback.By all means she was the scariest teacher, no one dares to shout back at her.Not after the incident of Jamie. You’d expect that canes have been past, but it still exists with Mrs. Core.It happened when Jamie came along our class.Mrs. Core loathes Jamie because he practically makes fun of Mrs. Core's british accent every lesson.That day it happened,Jamie got a big smack.His face became bright crimson and the whole class cracked up laughing.Anyway,my best friend Lana is coming to our school.We were friends since kindy.What made us the most closest friends were that we had our first tattoo together.We both agreed to keep the tattoo as long as possible.Even now you can still see it,just a bit cracked up and faded.Despite that,it was the only way we could recognise each other.You see,I’m expecting Lana to arrive at recess,that’s why  I cant sit still.I doodle me and lana smiling on the side of the page.I think hard.Could I have forgotten what Lana looks like?My eyes fluttered around till all I could see was me and Lana. “Krissy?”a faint voice whispers. “Lana?” “Not Lana you silly sausage,Sally”Sally mimicked. “Huh?”I murmured.I widen my eyes. “Mrs. Core wants you.”Sally snickered.I heard her heels clunking across the old timber work.I kneeled down exposing my pig tails. “What do you have to say for yourself Krissy missy?”Mrs. Core amused.I heard in the distant Sally giggling away. “SHOVE OFF”I screamed,of course i had wished to have said that ,but distantly somewhere in my heart I could hear the steady burble of chants that mocked me. “I’m sorry Mrs. Core”I apologised. “I’ll let you of for today,and the last.”Mrs Core said sternly.I rushed out to recess in swift pace.My eyes darted everywhere,searching for Lana’s arrival.No luck.I sat on a bench miserebly .I spotted sally with her geeky gang,being the center factor of the group.She chuckled like a love sick puppy.Let alone,I glued myself to the bench,waiting and hoping Lana will appear somehow.The bell rang alarmingly and we all settled back to class.Out the depths of the classroom door emerged a girl. “Greetings,new girl!”Sally praised.All the rest of the class applauded. “This is Skyla,the new girl”Mrs. Core announced blissfully.My heart sank like an anchor thrown deep down the ocean. “Would you like to sit in that empty spot next to Krissy?”Mrs. Core hinted.She walked towards me beaming.She had eyes of the sky and glistening gold hair,that cascaded in glamorous curls.I couldn’t recognise if it was Lana but she definetly had the same eyes. “You remind me of a friend,”I whispered. “It’s Lana right?”Skyla confided.She rolled up her sleeves,and there it sat.Our friendship tattoo.I gasped silently.We huddled together,hugging like we’d never let go.

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Rahul

The Cube

As the cube rises up from the ground,
The people are astonished how it just appeared before their eyes.
The cube makes a piercing sound that goes through the town.
A boy  goes up to the cube and touches it,

The cube makes the boy's heart pound.
The boy collapses in shock,
And a monstrous barrier blocks the cube from the boy,
The town, and the residents.

The boy's mother rushes to see her child on the ground,
Laying there, motionless.
The mother's scream pierces through the barrier,
And makes the barrier shatter.

The cube spins and shines bright,
The people look away for the sake of their eyes.
The cube starts drilling into the ground, 
And all that is left is a giant mound.

Sunday 10 August 2014

HSIE Marking Rubric and Guidelines


Information about country includes but is not limited to:
Name
Location (map + description)
Language spoken
Currency (conversion to dollars/pounds/euro - nearby countries)
Population
Climate
Flag

Exports and Imports
2-3 of each with explanation of who you are importing from/ exporting to and why - back up with evidence such as government information from that country stating it's major exports and/ or imports/

Interdependence with other countries
How is your country globally connected (with who - how and why?). How your country and another country rely on each other?
This could be through:
Imports and exports
Sporting events
Tourism
Allies

Foreign Aid
Countries you provide aid to and why. What aid is provided and who from (link to organisation e.g. building schools - Project Compassion) and what human rights it is aiming to help meet e.g. Right to Education from UN convention on the Rights of the Child.

Presentation
Information is presented in a legible manner including graphics (e.g. labelled illustration, graph, table, map etc). Graphics may be printed or drawn in coloured pencil so long as they are visually appealing.
Note: The content is your key focus. This is not a presentation to the class but refers to your work being able to be clearly understood and conveying the information required to meet the above criteria. 
Make sure that your understanding is shown in your presented work! If it's all in your head, we can't see it! 

Timeline:

Week 2: Country Information
Week 3: Foreign Aid
Week 4: Imports and Exports and Introduction to Global connections.
Week 5: Wednesday: 2 Learning sessions - Complete 'Interdependence with other countries/ Global                        connections'
              Thursday: 2 Learning sessions - Finalise all content areas, adding extra detail where necessary to                 ensure highest standard of work. Check quality of presentation and improve if needed.


You will be required to explain where you have placed yourself on the marking rubric during marking, so ensure that you understand the information you are writing and can explain your choices. 


Wednesday 6 August 2014

Creative Writing Competition Entry - Jeremy

The Bunny
One day there was a bunny named Greg. He loved to dance, and his favourite style was hip hop. His favorite move was the hop, his family was Mum, Dad, annoying sister fluffy, and his mean brother Rowley, their nickname is the weird ones.
The next day Greg had an argument with his dad and mum. Because he wanted to go to dance class, and his mum said no because you are a house bunny not a dance bunny, well can I please be a dance bunny. No now go to bed because I’ve told you not to back chat said the Mum. That is it I’m running away.
So that night Greg packed his favorite bear, and sleeping bag the fluffy one, and camping tent, and hopped out the window. OOFF, Greg had hurt his leg so Greg walked it off.
Later that night Greg had found a tree and set up camp, and went to sleep. Greg had woke up many times in the night because he was hearing his Mum and Dads voice so in the morning he said to himself I’m a big boy now I don’t have to listen to my mum, you can’t stop me from going to the dance classes.

After an hour of hopping he started to get tired so he went to the bubbler, and had a drink and he also started to fill hungry and went to the store and got some food lucky I brought bunny money he started to hop again, and he stop and saw a friend he hopped up to him and said what are you doing here. You called me remember yeah I do wondered Greg.
  So the two friends walked together to the dance class, so why did you run away in the first place, well my mum said I am a house bunny, and I decided to hop away, and said I’m not a  baby any more so yeah ok well my mum said I was aloud to, well your mum is nice said Greg thank you, well your mum is hmmm not so nice I guess I know, I wish she would let me go well its getting late I got my tent do you have yours umm yes I do said Greg.
Greg and Logan set up their camps and fell asleep with the burning fire. The next morning they saw the dance class place, yes we are here, mad said the two friends what do we do if we don’t make it because I forgot my map well I do not have my carrot phone I also forgot it I wis…. Wait I see mine and your mum and dad I run over. I wish I never ever left you, its ok we were going to let you go to the dance class for your birthday, really yes I said that is why I said go to your room so I could get it ready, thanks mum. 

From Jeremy


Tuesday 5 August 2014

Creative Writing Competition

Today students began creating a piece of writing to be entered into the Write4fun.net creative writing competition. They could choose to write either a 16 line poem or a 500 word short story and had the option of refining a piece of text they were already working on during Daily 5 - Work on Writing. After today, these pieces may be worked on during Work on Writing, at home, or during free time. 

Writing needs to be emailed either directly to enter@write4fun.net or to Mrs Levi with the following information: Name: Address; Suburb; State; Postcode; Phone Number; Age; Grade; School Name; Entry Type (Poem or story); Entry Title; Actual Entry;  (type your story or poem here) before August 31st 2014.

Even if you email your entry directly, I encourage you to also send a copy of your writing to me as I will also publish entries on our class blog so that our school community can share in the creativity taking place! 

Further information from Website:

"Students all over Australia are invited to enter their short stories OR poems, and battle it out for the great cash prizes on offer.

There is no theme!! Entrants are encouraged to let their imaginations run wild and get their creative juices flowing to write on ANY TOPIC and in ANY STYLE. Students from ALL GRADES are welcome to enter - Kindergarten to Grade 12.



Entry is FREE and all entries must be in by Sunday 31st August 2014.

The Book 
Poems and short stories entered into the competition will be considered for inclusion into our 2014 Write4fun anthology! Those selected will have the opportunity to purchase the edition at a discounted rate. 1st, 2nd and 3rd prizewinners will receive a complimentary copy of the book.


Prizes

Poetry Prizes
1st $1,000 CASH and YOUR CHOICE of a:

* Xbox 360 AND a 16GB Apple Ipod Touch
* Xbox One
* Playstation 4
2nd $250 CASH + Write4fun Gift Pack
3rd $150 CASH + Write4fun Gift Pack
15 x Finalists  Write4fun Gift Pack


Short Story Prizes
1st $1,000 CASH and YOUR CHOICE of a:

* Xbox 360 AND a 16GB Apple Ipod Touch
* Xbox One
* Playstation 4
2nd $250 CASH + Write4fun Gift Pack
3rd $150 CASH + Write4fun Gift Pack
15 x Finalists  Write4fun Gift Pack

One talented writer in each division (poetry & short story) will receive $1,000 as First Prize (with $500 going to the winning school and $500 to the student) PLUS the choice of either a Xbox 360 AND an Apple iPod Touch 16GB OR a Xbox One OR a Playstation 4.

We will also be awarding one Second Prize in each division of $250 and one Third Prize of $150 and 15 Finalists will receive a Write4fun Gift Pack.

Rules

1. The judges’ decision is final and no correspondence will be entered into.
2. All entrants must be currently enrolled and attending as students at the school under which they enter or be Home School Primary or High students.
3. Entries must not exceed 16 lines in length or 64 characters in width for poems and must not exceed 500 words for short stories.
4. Entries must be typed or neatly hand written.
5. Typed entries are to be presented on one side of a single A4 sheet of paper.
6. One entry per student only.
7. Co-written entries will be disqualified.
8. Entries are to be postmarked no later than August 31, 2014.
9. Copying an existing poem/story is called plagiarising and it is against the law. If plagiarism occurs, the entrant will be disqualified and their parents and teachers notified. Write4fun will not be held responsible for any plagiarised work entered into the competition.
10. The author's name, age, address, grade level and school must appear on the page with each entry.
11. Write4fun reserves the right to disqualify unsuitable entries.
12. All care will be taken but no responsibility will be accepted for any misplaced work.
13. No updated, revised versions of entries will be considered after initial entry.
14. All prize winners will be notified by mail and a winners list will be available to view on our website.
15. Entries will not be returned.
16. If insufficient entries have been received in the opinion of the organisers, Write4fun reserves the right to cancel the competition.
17. There will be separate judging and prizes for poems and short stories as follows:-
Poetry:-
First prize is AUD$1000.00 to be divided AUD$500.00 to the school and AUD$500.00 to the winning student plus the choice of either a Xbox 360 AND an iPod Touch 16GB OR a Xbox One OR a Playstation 4. We will also be awarding one Second Prize in each division of AUD$250 and one Third Prize of AUD$150. 
Short Story:-
First prize is AUD$1000.00 to be divided AUD$500.00 to the school and AUD$500.00 to the winning student plus the choice of either a Xbox 360 AND an iPod Touch 16GB OR a Xbox One OR a Playstation 4. We will also be awarding one Second Prize in each division of AUD$250 and one Third Prize of AUD$150. 

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See Write4fun.net or myself for more details!