Reading time

In class before camp we did some presentations about something that we would do at camp. Our fabulous group decided to do it on abseiling. At first we thought that it was on a boat. But was it... Watch this to find out...

WALT Research

Please use the below targets to complete this self assessment:

Self-Assessment
I can find information from a range a  sources I can compare and contrast sources I can ask a range of specific questions I can put the relevant information into my own words I can work with my group effectively I can contribute ideas I can participate with tasks I can look at the audience I can talk with a clear, loud voice I look relaxed and confident I can talk at a good pace

PEAR ASSESSMENT They can find information from a range a sources

They can compare and contrast sources

They can ask a range of specific questions

They can put the relevant information into my own words

They can work with my group effectively

They can contribute ideas

They can participate with tasks

They can look at the audience

They can talk with a clear, loud voice

They look relaxed and confident

They can talk at a good pace

Feedforward comment:

I think that you have done a great job you have nearly hit the bulls eye on all of them! Keep it up Bella! From Grace

Final copy

Here is my final draft I hope you enjoy it!

SC: To use short sentences to create suspense.

Abseiling!!!

For weeks before camp everyone talked about abseiling. At first I thought it was a type of sailing a little boat! Yay! I like water, and boats. I might be an expert. Then I noticed on our camp packing list...a bike helmet...for abseiling...hang on! My group decided to research abseiling and guess what...it means walking backwards down a HUGE crumbling rock face with just a tiny thin rope between you and certain death falling all the way to the ground! Actually our research assured us it was safe, there would be an instructor and the ropes they use could hold the weight of a fully grown african elephant. Hmm, so it was all perfectly safe. I was not convinced.

The day of camp finally arrived. My tummy churned with butterflies. Some kids were worried about being away from home, not me! All I could think about was dropping ourselves over some gigantic rock face somewhere!

As the bus rolled through the gates to Highland Home my eyes widened. A huge blanket of grass emerged to our left. On the right a long gravel road twisted down a hill and the top of a huge wooden tower loomed high in the air. My tummy flip flopped, I wonder what that was for? 

Soon we were off the bus and strolling around the grounds on our tour. 

We settled into camp and there were lots of fun activities. Always at the back of my mind though was that tiny string thing hanging off that huge rock face! 

Night came and the last thing I saw before I ducked into my cabin was that huge wall glooming over Highland home watching us like a tiger silently stalking his prey.

Morning came. I checked the timetable.

8. Abseiling 

I could not believe it!? How could we do this if there was no abseiling cliff face? Oh well. First up for my group was rock climbing. Ants the instructor went though all the stuff we needed to know. All of a sudden it dawned on me that the wall was a huge, and I mean HUGE cube so that means... AHHH THE ABSEILING IS ON THE OTHER SIDE!!!!!!!

At breakfast the next morning everyone talked about how they are scared of heights. They asked me if I was. I don’t know? Maybe I should be scared of heights.? I tried to remember our next activity um.... was it slip and slide? No. Rock climbing? No. Photo diary. UH NO. ABSEILING! It all went dark...

I found myself at the foot of the ‘tower of death’ it loomed in the air taller than the Eiffel Tower. We put on harnesses (that kind of gave me a wedgie)! Soon I was called up the ladders. Had anyone checked these things?! They were rusty and old. Rickety like a car with loose screws. They wobbled and wobbled but I made it up. When I reached the top Ants clipped me up. Everything became still and silent. All happiness and light drained away. I tore my gaze from my shoes and slowly and reached for the bar grasped it and looked up. Here we go.

My heart was pounding, bang bang bang it went. Could everyone hear it.?The sound of it wound me up even more. I started walking down the wall, suddenly my footing slipped. Strike one. I clutched the rope in terror. I looked down at the scene below, the rest of my group were miniature mice. Strike two. As I neared half way a strange sensation began flowing over me. It was confidence! I felt way better, I even started doing bounces! I could not believe it, it was actually fun! When I got to the bottom I felt incredibly relieved.  What a great experience. I felt on top of the world!

Camp Diary's

We have been using our camp diary's. In it it has my goals and more. Have a look!

You can also go to here to see my goals...

http://bellai2013.blogspot.co.nz/2014/03/walt-set-smart-goals.html

Camp Writing 3rd draft

This is my 3rd attempt to edit this piece of writing. How do think that I am going?

For weeks before camp everyone had been talked ing about the abseiling. At first I thought it was a type of sailing a little boat! Yay! I like water, and boats. I might be an expert. Then I noticed on our camp packing list...a bike helmet...for abseiling...hang on! My group decided to research abseiling and guess what...it means walking backwards down a HUGE crumbling rock face with just a tiny thin rope between you and certain death falling all that way to the ground! Actually our research assured us it was safe, there would be an instructor and the ropes they use could hold the weight of a fully grown african elephant. Hmm, so it was all perfectly safe. I was not convinced.

The day of camp finally arrived. My tummy churned with butterflies. Some kids were worried about being away from home, not me! All I could think about was the challenge we were going to face dropping ourselves over some gigantic rock face somewhere!

As the bus rolled through the gates to Highland Home my eyes widened. A huge blanket of grassy field emerged to our left. On the right a long gravel road twisted down a hill and the top of a huge wooden tower loomed high in the air. My tummy flip flopped, I wonder what that was for? 

Soon we were off the bus and strolling around the grounds on our tour. 

We settled into camp and there were lots of fun activities. Always at the back of my mind though was that tiny string thing hanging off that that... It trailed on. huge rock face! 

Night came and the last thing I saw before I ducked into my cabin was that huge wall glooming over Highland home watching us like a tiger silently stalking his prey.

Morning came. I checked the timetable.

8. Abseiling 

I could not believe it!? How could we do this if there was no abseiling cliff face? Oh well. First up for my group was rock climbing. Ants the instructor went though all the stuff we needed to know. All of a sudden it dawned on me that the wall was a huge, and I mean HUGE cube so that means... AHHH THE ABSEILING IS ON THE OTHER SIDE!!!!!!!

After five minutes of screaming in my head  staring at the monster wall I was attached to a rope and started to rock climb. For some reason climbing up did not bother me, it was fun.  Half way up the wall all of the scared thoughts thumped and then tumbled out of my head. Maybe I’d be fine with abseiling after all?

At breakfast the next morning everyone talked about how they are scared of heights. They asked me if I was. I don’t know? Maybe I should be scared of heights.? I tried to remember our next thing activity um.... was it slip and slide? No. Rock climbing? No. Photo diary. UH NO. ABSEILING! It all went dark...

I found myself at the foot of the ‘tower of death’ it loomed in the air taller than the Eiffel Tower. We had put on harnesses (that kind of gave me a wedgie)! Soon I was called up the ladders. I gulped then forced my frozen body forwards. Had anyone checked these things?! They were rusty and old. Rickety like a car with loose screws. They wobbled and wobbled but I made it up. When I reached the top Ants clipped me up. Everything became still and silent. All happiness and light drained away. I tore my gaze from my shoes and slowly and reached for the bar grasped it and looked up. Here we go.

My heart was pounding, bang bang bang it went. Could everyone hear it.?The sound of it wound me up even more. Even more dark I started walking down the wall, suddenly my footing slipped. Strike one. I clutched the rope tightly in terror. I looked down at the scene below, the rest of my group were miniature mice. Strike two. When I reached half way it was I felt way better I even started doing bounces! I can not believe it, it was g actually fun! When I got to the bottom I felt incredibly relieved.  What a great experience. I felt on top of the world!

I am glad that I tried! 

Writing 2nd draft

Here is my second draft of my recount. I changed it and made it more focused on one thing. Please feel free to leave a comment.

For weeks before camp everyone had been talking about the abseiling. At first I thought it was a type of sailing a little boat! Yay I like water, and boats I might be an expert. Then I noticed on our camp packing list...a bike helmet...for abseiling...hang on! My group decided to research abseiling and guess what...it means walking backwards down a HUGE crumbling rock face with just a tiny thin rope between you and certain death falling all that way to the ground! Actually our research assured us it was safe, there would be an instructor and the ropes they use could hold the weight of a fully grown african elephant. Hmm, so it was all perfectly safe. I was not convinced.

The day of camp finally arrived. My tummy was churning with butterflies. Some kids were worried about being away from home, not me! All I could think about was the challenge we were going to face dropping ourselves over some gigantic rock face somewhere!

As the bus rolled through the gates to Highland Home my eyes widened. A huge grassy field emerged to our left. On the right a long gravel road twisted down a hill and the top of a huge wooden tower loomed high in the air. My tummy flip flopped, I wonder what that was for? 

Soon we were off the bus and strolling around the grounds on our tour. 

We settled into camp and there were lots of fun activities. Always at the back of my mind though all I could think about was that tiny string thing hanging of that that... It trailed on. 

Night came and the last thing I saw before I ducked into my cabin that huge wall glomming over Highland home watching us.

Morning came I checked the timetable

8 Abseiling 

I could not believe it! How could we do this if there was no abseiling wall?

Oh well. Next was rock climbing. Ants the instructor went though all the stuff we needed to know then my eyes clicked.

While I was waiting I figured that the wall was a huge I mean HUGE cube so that means... AHHH THE ABSEILING IS ON THE OTHER SIDE!!!!!!!

After five minutes of screaming in my head  steering at the monster wall I was attached to a rope and started to rock climb. At half way all these thoughts tumbled out of my head. But they will be back again...tomorrow. 

At breakfast everyone talked about how they are scared of heights they asked me. I do not know maybe I should be scared of heights. I tried to remember our next thing activity um.... was it slip and slide? No. Rock climbing? No. Photo diary. UH NO. ABSEILING! It all went dark...

Soon I was called up the ladders. They were rusty and old. Rickety like a car with a lose screw. They wobbled and wobbled. Soon I reached the top Ants clipped me up. Grace swallowed. It went cold. I still just looked at the ground slowly I reached for the bar grasped it and looked up.

It was bright again all happy the sun had chose to brighten. This made me happy. I was not afraid of heights. Now it was my turn.

All the happiness and light drained away. I stood on the edge clutching the bar. my heart pounding. bang bang bang it went the sound of it wound me up more. Even more dark I started waking down the wall and a black mat as soon as that mat finished and I was on wood my footing slipped. Strike one. I clutched the rope tightly in terror. I looked down strike two!

Learning partner comment: I like the way you have used personification.

I think that you could work on adverbs and metaphors.

Ross 

Writing

Yay we have stared writing! We are learning to look back and edit. The purpose of this post is to show you my first draft. Later on there will be more added. This is so that I can see how far this writing has taken me. Here is my walt criteria and writing!

As the bus strolled through the Highland Home gates my eyes widened. A huge grassy field emerged to our right a long gravel road on the left with the top of the tower greeting me I wonder what it was for. I stood up on my seat looking out at the beautiful sight!  I felt as though I could stay here forever. 

Soon we were off the bus and rolling around the grounds on our tour. At the end we saw a small fire pit with a large rusty concrete circle around it. Next was the basketball court it was a large indoor place with no carpet or lines just two hoops and gear. It looked a bit like a large house from the outside.

After that we were taken to or cabins. Our bunk group was called up first we opened the curtains to find a small tidy cabin with 8 beds 4 top bunks and 4 bottom bunks. We unpacked. I was on the first bottom right.

After that we ate lunch and had our 2nd play on the grounds.   

I found a swing and settled.

Suddenly it was time for dinner we put our shoes on and walked to the dining hall in cabin groups. I found a table and we all sat there. We waited and talked about all our fun and what tomorrow would be like.

Soon our table was called up. We left our seats and went up to see what was for dinner. Soon we all new the drill! 

You take your plate and chose witch side you want take they have the same food.

 “I wonder what will happen at the glow worms tonight” I translated in my head as I sat down.

“What will we need for glow worms?” Grace asks Emma. Emma shrugs “A torch warm cloths and a winter hat perhaps?” Secretly I am thinking that Emma is right! But I can tell from the look and Graces face that she douse not agree!

Learning buddy 

I like the way you have used inner thoughts.

You could work on similes you do not have any.

Taylor!

Walt Express ourselves in Maori

Walt Express ourselves in Maori. Task To make a presentation about my pepeha and publish on my blog.

Have I been successful? Yes! Why? I think that I have been successful because images on my presentation and uploaded it by myself.. What think do you think I could improve on? Leave a comment below.

Here is my pepeha!

Maths

We have been working on some camp maths lately. Why? We are going on camp! I have really enjoyed working this out with Grace. We got the first bit and worked independently.

I think that this maths problem we got a bit of help from Nick in the end as a great way to get us all engaged and excited about camp. We got a bit of help from Nick to do the last bit here is what we found out!

WALT Set smart goals

WALT set smart goals. How we can do this. We can do this by using our what when why and how. Look at how we have used it here for camp goals!

Can you see how I have used it for my camp goals. Leave me a comment how you think that my layout  is good or how I can improve it!

Reflection: I think that my aim to make more friends is completed because I have least a new way then to make an effort with them I have learnt to support them as well. So thank you to all the new people who helped me to see that.

I also think that my goal to keep on time is accomplished because I was not late fore anything and helped my group to active this as well. Hannah has help me with this and the rest of my group by helping me be there on time.