Category: Hanga | Create

It was a very
depressing year but very fun,

I will miss everything,

student in my class,

friendly, annoying, funny

At the same time,

unique.

We make decision according to our conscience. I have created an ordered process  to help work through my decision according  to  my christian value.

We created a roll and write poems as a class. Above this is the poem that me and my group created.

𝕀𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖. 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖  𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔an’t 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪’r𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖ing.𝕀 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 is coming up 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕖. 𝕀 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕕, 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕤ee 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤. 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖 is 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕠. 𝕀 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕀 𝕤𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣s dropping 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 way 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟  𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕. 𝕀 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙, 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤  𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓. 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖  𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪s 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝. 𝕀 𝕥𝕙ink 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗… 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕣.

We saw that Jesus was in need of help, so we helped him by creating a poster.

Today we did something very insane and interesting. My mates and I were walking through a winding passage, a tunnel that had shiny white tiles and a camera that was watching our moves. One of my mates stopped to check out the camera, I just kept walking, keen to get to my destination. I could hear their hooves clapping on the ground, clip, clop, clip, clop like a ticking clock.

My mates and I stopped walking. One of our friends ran wildly with excitement. I heard the rhythmic clip speed up to a snappy pace. As we reached our destination I sniffed the air and smelt a chemical waft of chlorine. I felt the nervousness rise. Butterflies flipping around in my tummy as I thought about the impending situation.

We came to a halt spreading out and forming a line. When it was almost my turn, I spotted my friend hanging upside down catching and flipping my friends into a deep pool. Each of my friends entered the water doing different acrobatic positions. Suddenly I am terrified, like a possum in the headlights. My turn next, I ran in fear. I jumped and asked my friends, “please catch me.” Instead, I bash into my friend’s strong protruding chin that helps me flip backwards all the way down, down, down into the pool. Splash! Head first.

After entering the water I felt the cool cold breeze through my furry skin. My pulse quietens down as I realise I am okay. I notice the calming sky blue water as I rise up out of the water. Gasping for air I surface out of the freezing shivery pool. My legs find it hard to move. I finally get out of the water and line up with my mates along the side of the pool. We bow our heads low and have a sneaky drink of the water at the same time.
I suddenly smile at the fun experience I just had.