-WHO AM I -Winter Learning Journey

Jonah Lomu, This famous rugby player was born to Tongan parents in south Auckland, which he called home for much of his life. Aged 12, he could pass for 18. He was born with speed as well as size, as well as an amazing and caring kind heart. He started playing rugby at All Blacks when he played his first international in 1994 at the age of 19 years old. Unfortunately Jonah passed away on the morning of November 18th 2015, Jonah died unexpectedly in Auckland from a heart attack linked to his kidney disease.  

Jonah Lomu; on the right hand side.

“For me to get through the toughest periods in my life, I had to look within to find the energy to do it. I don't give up. Never have. Never will.” – Jonah Lomu

-100 Word Challange- Week 3

Water was glistening as the Imp slowly waded through the water. It was very sunny and everytime a wave came the Imp could taste a mix between salt and sweat. The glowing goddesses were gliding through the air at the land waiting for the Imp to reach her. Her golden hair that seemed to glow was flowing around her as the wind guided dirt and leaves to surround her. She did not bear a name, as she was too beautiful to even be called something. 

The Imp had finally made its way towards the goddess, salt water dripping from its skin. Its skin was a pasty red and there were bite marks all over its legs, being from Hell has got to pay for something. The goddesses were from Heaven, so it was an odd request to meet up with creatures from Hell. The goddesses did not know, but the Imp was holding a flaming sword but from the fire of Hell. The Imp turned and dashed to the goddesses and before she knew what was happening she was impaled from the upper back through her heart and out of her stomach. It was a fatal stab wound but before she could pass through she fell into the glistening cold water flowing away forever. 

(Imps are often described as troublesome and mischievous more than seriously threatening or dangerous, and as lesser beings rather than more important supernatural beings. The attendants of the devil are sometimes described as imps. They are usually described as lively and small stature.) -Google description-

-On this day

 Tangshan earthquake

Tangshan earthquake of 1976, also called Great Tangshan Earthquake, on July 28, 1976, with a magnitude of 7.5, which nearly razed the Chinese coal-mining and industrial city of Tangshan, located about 68 miles (110 km) east of Beijing. The death toll, thought to be one of the largest in recorded history, was officially reported as 242,000 persons, but it may have been as high as 655,000. At least 700,000 more people were injured.

-Pita Pockets

 Last friday I was absent so I didn’t make anything. My class made Pita Pockets. Here's the recipe for them. 

Ingredients:

• 1 pita casing per person

• Lettuce

• Cheese

• Tomato

• Grated carrot

• ¼ onions

• 1t oil

• Sauces – tomato, bbq, mayo, hummus, chilli

• 1 slice of ham

Method:

1. Sauté the onions together in a pan with oil, high-med heat

2. Chop and grate the vegetables you require

3. Place pita pockets in microwave for 20 seconds

4. Cut open the pita pocket along the crease

5. Stuff pita pockets with required fillings

-100 Word Challenge

‘It’s just me, standing here, holding a door open. Fun. Amazing. This is so fun. I’ve been standing here for the past two hours. There's a valuable artifact locked in the room I’m guarding and my boss said I CAN'T leave my post until someone else comes along. It’s just me standing in this gloomy hallway. The creamy paint was slowly peeling off. You could hear the humming of someone's refrigerator a few doors down. I’m down at some old motel guarding something that I don’t even know what it is. The smell was extremely damp and musty. My legs are tingling from the amount of time that I’ve been standing there. Sometimes people come and go but it's very unlikely. As I said; It’s just me.

-Weekly Challenge Week Two

‘It’s just me, standing here, holding a door open. Fun. Amazing. This is so fun. I’ve been standing here for the past two hours. There's a valuable artifact locked in the room I’m guarding and my boss said I CAN'T leave my post until someone else comes along. It’s just me standing in this gloomy hallway. The creamy paint was slowly peeling off. You could hear the humming of someone's refrigerator a few doors down. I’m down at some old motel guarding something that I don’t even know what it is. The smell was extremely damp and musty. My legs are tingling from the amount of time that I’ve been standing there. Sometimes people come and go but it's very unlikely. As I said; It’s just me.