This blog is a record of my learning from Pt England School in Auckland, through to Tamaki College.
Thursday, 27 November 2014
Tuesday, 25 November 2014
Thursday, 20 November 2014
Richard Pig
As the midday sun rose high over the farm jack the pig settled into his eleventh
mud wallow. Life was good for Jack. He had small eyes that were sharp and inquisitive, like sparkly stars. Jack loved sliding in the muddy pool. He was nosy by nature, always wanting to know what going around him. His rosy pink snout twitched as he sniffed. Also he had patches of coarse hair that stuck out from his face in tufts.
Thursday, 13 November 2014
Richard Skater
It was clear that the skater was oblivious to my presence. The skater concentration causes the skater to frown and he shifts his weight, allowing for the board to rotate in mid- air also his body is. Silhouetted against the soft pink dusk sky and it colourful lastly he got heat haze to the cover’s city in a steamy blanket turning the hills to a pastel mauve because he was trained for this
Monday, 10 November 2014
Thursday, 6 November 2014
Old Woman
“How long have you been standing there?” I wondered as I caught the eye of the crumpled old lady. I think she had deep channels of time etched into a wizened surface. She had keen eyes alight with mischievous youth and she bit her cracked lips, that were furling around gums where teeth once stood. Also, she had rich indigo velvet, folded carefully to frame her face.
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