I am a Year 8 student at St Pius X Catholic School in Auckland, NZ. I am in Room 7 and my teacher is Mrs Tui.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Prayer time
We came back from line up and we sat on the mat in a circle. We saw the prayer things and the candle was lit by
Miss G. We closed our eyes and put our hands together, while we said the sign of the cross “In the name of the father, son and the holy spirit. Amen”.
One of the leaders says a prayer that was on the cloth, then one of the leader said “can we say the Our Father please.”
We say the sign of the cross again, in the name of the father, son and the holy spirit Amen. Finally one of the leaders blows the candle out and we then pack up and to do our work.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Children of Nepal
What I do everyday
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What the Nepali children do every day.
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Friday, February 10, 2012
Peculiar Person
I’m a most peculiar person,
As almost everyone knows.
I’ve a crown on the top of my head,
And nails grow out of my toes.
I have eyeballs that help me see,
And there’s even a mole on the tip of my nose,
Yes, there’s nobody quite like me.
I’ve got ‘mussels’ that grow in my arms and my legs,
And shoulder blades on my back.
I’ve a rib-cage to hold my heart in -
There’s really not much that I lack.
There’s a button that does up my tummy,
And my funny-bone keeps me amused.
When I look at myself in the mirror,
It’s no wonder I feel confused.
I’m a most unusual person,
And even my doctor agrees,
For that’s what he said when he came to examine
The caps that I have on my knees.
And I sometimes get pins and needles,
When it’s raining cats and dogs,
But what else could you really expect,
From a person whole throat’s full of frogs.
As almost everyone knows.
I’ve a crown on the top of my head,
And nails grow out of my toes.
I have eyeballs that help me see,
And there’s even a mole on the tip of my nose,
Yes, there’s nobody quite like me.
I’ve got ‘mussels’ that grow in my arms and my legs,
And shoulder blades on my back.
I’ve a rib-cage to hold my heart in -
There’s really not much that I lack.
There’s a button that does up my tummy,
And my funny-bone keeps me amused.
When I look at myself in the mirror,
It’s no wonder I feel confused.
I’m a most unusual person,
And even my doctor agrees,
For that’s what he said when he came to examine
The caps that I have on my knees.
And I sometimes get pins and needles,
When it’s raining cats and dogs,
But what else could you really expect,
From a person whole throat’s full of frogs.
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