Where is the Love?

In Room 8 we listened to a song called 'Where is the Love' by The black Eyed Peas. It made me think about all the problems there are throughout the world. This is the quick write I wrote.

Where is the Love?

Anger. Anger is a really big problem. It can make people so scared and tense and they take it out on kids.

 School Shootings. Why do they do it? The gunman must have a drive and a certain will to do what they do. Guns are intended for hunting animals. Other people use them to solve their anger. Shooting small and innocent kids and their teachers is not going to help financially or any problem they face. It will just make things more complicated.

 All the racism in america is not okay. Just because white people are treated differently than black people gives the police no right to hurt them and shoot them because their skin colour. There are videos online of parents explaining to children what to do if a policeman falsely accuses you. Parents should not have to have that kind of talk to their kids. It makes children angry. It puts them in constant fear that it will happen to them.

 Wage gap. Why do white people get paid more than black people? They work equally as hard for their money as white people so why can’t everyone have the same amount?

 Colour. People can not choose what colour they are born. Why are they made fun of and bullied because of their skin? Where is the Love?

Legally speeding

WALT: Compose a poem about the waterside on school camp. 

 Legally speeding 

 I walked up the five mega wet, muddy and very grassy steps. I am greeted my Lauren and challenged to a race. We step up onto a carpet platform and sit down ready to go. My body slithered onto the black tube. 

 GO! We raced down the opened black tube. Looking at each other as we are accelerating down the slide. The water clinging to our bodies like a bad smell. 

 We each look down, dreading the deep dip. Finally the water squirts everywhere as I slip through the thin water sheet. My eyes start to sting from all the water. I slide onto a black track. Oh no!! I keeped sliding. Mud all up my legs and i softly slip on the muddy ground. I bet you anyway Lauren. Ha Ha!

Trusting in my team

Walt: Write a descriptive recount about an activity we did on camp.

Trusting in my team


 I was walking over to the black wall shivering while everyone was fanning themselves with their limbs. We sat down on the black logs that held our weight. Willy started talking to us about what is team building useful for. We talked about team building and then walked over to two tall black ploes. 

 I held the sweaty palm of Nika and the shaky hand of Faith. Jamie was giving us all directions. Our team figured out that we could go over five times and under four times through each others arms. We finally got round to how we were originally. It was really difficult and it required a lot of communication and commitment. We were really proud of ourselves but we soon found out that we took one minute and fifty seconds. That was way to slow for Willy's liking. 

 We tried and tried again and we finally got down to fifteen seconds. So we moved onto the next section. Trust. I had to trust my team and Willy to make sure that I was safe. I got pushed up onto the top, pulled myself across the thick log and had to hold myself together. I had no faith that I would not fall off. I squeezed the log tight and slowly tipped myself swinging from side to side. I didn’t want to fall or have to jump off but I had to. I unhooked my legs and slowly lowered them in fear. I let go of the top piece of the log. And fell to my feet. 

 Simon was chosen to be the last one because he could get himself up the wall without to much help. He was asked to put us in a line from who he could carry the easiest and who he could carry that was a little bit harder for him. He was expecting to do Nika (The easiest, at the start of the line) to go first but Willy changed it around. There were people who got shoved to the top of the wall before me. The children that were still on ground level were hoisting those who were mid air. They were getting shoved at the bottom and pulled at the top to that they could get over the wall. 

 Finally it was my turn. I was shaking because I was scared I would not get over or fall at the top. I trusted in my team and I got pushed up. The wall was daunting and tall. To big for a short person like me. I pulled myself up and Jamie made us choose who needed to come down. It was based on strength, height and muscle power. I was of course the one to come down. I sat back on the bench and cover myself with the light side of my jacket so the sun would go somewhere else. Willy told us that we were finished and I went back to my cabin and went to sleep.