The Mysterious Animal

I have been learning to use detail in my writing. We use detail to hook the reader and make a picture in their mind. Something that challenged me was to write the beginning to hook the reader in and how I changed all the said's to some other words. I am proud of achieving my goal:detail. Next time I am going to use the thesaurus more.
Here are some details I added:

I stroked the tail it was very delicate

Carefully  I picked her up ,excited to be looking after a little kitten.
I was extremely happy that Ginger was OK. I nearly cried with joy.

Bang Bang Bang! The ceiling shook. What was that horrible sound? The noise got louder and louder as I waited for it to stop. Finally I opened the door. It was gone. I must of scared it away. Quietly I shutted the door  as a little squeal came from the garden. Slowly I turned around and saw a tail hanging out from a large bush. The tail was peach. I stroked the tail it was very delicate. Was it lost or was it playing? The animal squealed again. Swiftly I pushed the bushes back . There was a mini kitten squealing. Carefully  I picked her up ,excited to be looking after a little kitten. But why was she squealing? The kitten turned around. I spotted the thorn in the kitten’s foot. Carefully I pulled the thorn out of her foot. She looked at me with fright. She was so scared that her eyes started sinking with a few tears. I catched(caught)  them with my palm.” You don’t have to cry” I whispered to the kitten.”I’ll look after you.” I looked at her collar. It almost had all the information I needed to know.

                                                             Collar

                                            Name Ginger

                                                        Gender Girl

                                                        Adress ?

                                                       Phone no. ?

                                                        

The only missing part of the information was the Address and phone no. I looked at Ginger confused. “ How will I take you home.”I crept inside. What will mum do with the kitten if I showed it to her? I was nearly there in my room until mum heard a bulky footstep, stomp! I tried to hide Ginger, but mum came in before I could do anything. She looked at my my hands…

What would she do next? I closed my eyes. Instead of a scream she stayed still for a while. I left the room. That night I was worried sick. My heart was beating. I wanted to cry. Before I went to bed I looked at Ginger. Will Ginger be safe?

In the morning I found out my answer. No! A huge amount of men came into the house. They took Ginger’s food, her food bowl, including her bed. What was happening and what has mum done?  Where was Ginger? That was my main question now. She wasn’t under my bed nor mum’s. I was about to peek in the garden until I heard a squeal from the top room. I ran into the house upstairs. I started looking under boxes and on shelves. Finally I found her burrowing under a large hat. She was dusty and cold. Slowly I walked down stairs. The men had  all of Ginger’s stuff now they were looking for Ginger. I crept downstairs holding Ginger behind my back.  Suddenly a man stared at me. I looked shocked. He started asking questions about Ginger: Where is your cat? What food does she like? Where did you get her? I answered none. I ran outside. How scared Ginger must been. She jumped from my hands...and started to run.  That was the end of Ginger. The next night  I creeped out from my bed and tiptoed  out to find Ginger. I went out into  the night. I  heard howling and more mysterious noises. I looked everywhere up trees across bridges through caves. In one deep dark cave I saw Ginger lying down on the ground. Her heart beating was just enough. I ran home with Ginger tightly in my hands. Quietly I walked to the kitchen. The men had took all her food. I remembered that I placed some cat food in under my bed. I fed Ginger the perfect amount of food to keep her alive. She opened her eyes a tiny bit. I was 100% sure that she was alive enough to run a whole lap. I fell asleep saying to myself, Ginger is alive, Ginger is alive. In the morning luckily Ginger was alive. She was licking me to get her attention.  I was extremely happy that Ginger was OK. I nearly cried with joy. I was so happy stroked Ginger, went to the market to buy more cat things, and fed her cat food. Mum didn’t notice Ginger at all, she didn’t call the men when she saw all the cat food in the cupboard, she didn’t throw her food bowl away when she saw it on the floor, and she didn’t  make a fuss when she saw her bed. That meant that me and Ginger were free to play at home.

Camp Omatua

" I hope you have fun tubing Ellazay. "

" Yummy Yummy desert I wish I had this every night. "

 " Yummy fizzy I don't need my drink bottle anymore. "

" Me and Mrs Ramsay are getting tied up on all this fitness. "

At camp I tried something new: Tubing. I was not sure what your supposed to do so felt a bit scared, just in case the river was a bit too fast and I was touched by an eel.  Carefully  I walked into the shallow water hoping there was no eel about, but when  I started rocking down the stream I did not feel a eel or see an eel.  Tubing  is fun because you get to float down the stream.  When I got close to the tree Mrs Hill gave me a push so I didn't bang into the tree.

Something I found fun was playing twisters with Mrs Ramsay. Daniel twisted the arrow and said where had to place our hands and our feet. It was tricky to stay up. Our hands got twisted below our legs. Just as Mrs Ramsay was getting twisted up Daniel, Ben D dad pushed Mrs Ramsay over and I thought that did not count. Daniel said I won but I thought no one won because someone pushed Mrs Ramsay. 

Making desert was the same amount of fun as eating desert. Some people made 2 like me. I wanted to make one for Kristy but she already had a desert  so I gave mine to Mrs Ramsay. We scooped in muffin mix into orange skin and placed another piece of orange skin on top like a real orange except that it had muffin mix inside. When it came out inside it looked liked pieces of cake with ice-cream. On night one we had cut out the core of an apple and scooped some chocolate chips and other sweets into the middle of the apple. After it was cooked it was a bit soft at the bottom. I dropped the apple in the pig bucket because I didn't like the bottom but I liked the pouring melting chocolate.

 Fear Factor was very frightening at first until I heard that the description was fake. I was told to drink    wee-wee I held my drink-bottle ready to drink something gross until I started drinking sprite. Yum, yum, yum just then I did not drink from my drink-bottle. I loved sprite!!! Next challenge we all did together. Mrs Hill placed something in my hand it felt all broken. I had one bite. It was a  piece of wheat-bix. Behind sprite  I loved wheat-bits even on its own. Yum, yum, yum I like this kind of  Fear Factor. 

My Nail Art

         The First step we did was that you had to do the planning. We folded the piece of paper into the number of letters that we have in our names. If had to many letters in your name use your nick name. If didn't have a nickname use the letters of your name. Next you painted a piece of wood. After that you stick your letters onto the piece of wood. Then you start hammering nails. When your done hammering you wrap some wool around the nail. What challenged was keeping  the nails straight because it kept on banging each way. I'm proud of that turned out like I was planning to do. Make sure it turns out prime like mine up there on the picture.  

My Fave Book

 

 My fave book is called called Billionaire Boy. I am proud of using some detail in my fave book because it was really tricky to use detail and not tell all the story. Something that challenged me was that  I had to use lots of detail but it felt easy in in the end. I really enjoyed writing about my fave book and sharing it all to you. I hope you read it. 

NETBALL

 
 I  wanted to  share my presentation about netball. I am learning how to put the information  I learn, into my own words.  I am proud  of showing everyone about my presentation because some people don't know how yo play netball. Something that challenged me was that I had to write about something that I haven't done in a long time. I really enjoyed sharing my information about netball.

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