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Monday, 16 September 2019

Friday, 23 August 2019

The Treasure Box! (Drama session)

There are a lot of things that are happening at the moment. I can smell the smoke from our burnt houses. I can hear family and friends mourning for their loved ones, including the massive explosives that are bombing random areas. The sight of people panicking and dying makes me feel like a useless human being, we can’t do anything about it. Especially when we are attacked without any warning.

Our home… Gone. Family and friends… Gone. The feeling of our comfortable beds… Also gone. We were forced out of our houses and were ordered to leave immediately without any circumstances. Seeing the soldiers with guns, knives and even tanks scared me so much it left me speechless for some time. I assumed these sights frightened some adults too, so we had no choice but to leave our beloved home.

It’s been 2 weeks since the mysterious soldiers invaded our home. Our food and water supplies are almost finished, we only have enough to feed us for no more than three or four days. Eventually, a group of travelers passed us. A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd to stop them and then ask questions about where they’re going to and if our humble village could accompany them to their home, we have nowhere left to go. Then before I know it, we began to follow the group of travelers.

A few hours of walking later, we came upon a large village filled with beautiful houses and cheerful people. “Welcome to our humble home! It’s not much, but we would be honored for you to be part of our forever nourishing family.” The same man that had the conversation with them thanked them happily with tears in his eyes and promised they wouldn’t regret taking us in. Looking around at my people, I saw the elderly crying as well. Some of the little children were shouting with joy, a few of the people looked confused and some were shocked at what was happening. I’m so delighted that the journey of finding a new home is over, but the incident of the mysterious soldiers taking over our home is still stuck in my head. Who were they? Why did they take the lives of innocent people? Do they usually go from village to village to cause destruction just for fun? Who is their leader? And most importantly… What do they want from us? I hope one of us deals with the situation later in the future.

Monday, 5 August 2019

Tuesday, 23 July 2019

Monday, 22 July 2019

😀😀 Aloha, World!! 😀😀

Talofa Lava from me to you! I am Roneeza, a year 7 currently going to St Patrick’s School. I am a Samoan who lives in a family of five! I have two other siblings which makes me the middle child.

The subjects I am good at are math, reading and spelling. I enjoy sketching fantasy characters, like a part-wolf and part-human kind of thing and cute little figures. My weak subject is writing, though I am very good at making up stories from out of the blue. Sometimes I overthink things and are scared of what others might think of how I write my stories or explanations. Basically, I’m scared if I might make a mistake, but I don’t like to think of it that much.

As the year is starting to come to an end, I look forward to writing better stories than I used to and will hopefully be a favorite subject when next year comes by. My parents are the ones who have pushed me and supported me throughout my whole education.

I hope you all enjoy looking through my blog this year! I also look forward to seeing the other wonderful blogs many of you have created. Blog to you all soon!

Friday, 7 June 2019

Nude Food Haiku!

A haiku is a Japanese poem that has three lines. The first line has 5 syllables, the second line has 7 syllables, and the third line 5 syllables. The poem can be about anything!